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Dudley Taylor

According to the Rogers Family Tree online at Ancestry.com, Dudley (whose first name was Sidney) was born 1842 to Henry Taylor and Susan Smith. His Confederate soldier files at Ancestry and Fold3 show he served a little over one month in the spring of 1862. Sidney Dudley Taylor supposedly died about 1867.

He Died for the Cause He Thought was Right

The Civil War Battle of Allatoona Pass in Bartow County, Georgia was fought in October 1864. I visited this battlefield last year and was amazed at how little seemingly had changed in the almost 150 years since the fighting. Visible still were earthworks, trenches, wagon roads, and the massive deep cut through which the railroad once passed. I posted a bit of information and photos at the Peachy Past blog.

The casualties from the war, including both sides, numbered over 1,500 dead. Several soldiers were buried where they fell, unknown to this day. One marker in front of the 1838 Clayton-Mooney House memorializes 21 unknown Confederates. For many years, one solitary grave was marked in the deep cut as an unknown hero.

The Western & Atlantic Railroad employees maintained the grave for quite some time. And Georgia Governor Joseph M. Brown, who supposedly often visited the Allatoona Pass, was inspired to write a poem about the unknown soldier. Here are the first and last vers…

Young Jimmie Stetson: "It is well with the boy."

Young Jimmie Stetson's tombstone is fashioned after a broken column. This often represents a life cut short. Dying at the young age of twelve years, as did Jimmie, would be an example of just that. A poignant Our first born is inscribed above Jimmie's name on the scroll that bears his epitaph, and at the base of the broken column is "It is well with the boy."

I took this latter phrase as a play on "It is well with my soul," a hymn written by Horatio Spafford about 1873.

...No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life,
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

But Lord, 'tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul.

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

The Lion of Atlanta

"The monument to the 'Unknown Confederate Dead' marks the final resting place of approximately 3,000 unknown Confederate soldiers who died during the Atlanta campaign in 1864. In 1869, the Atlanta Ladies Memorial Association had the 'battlefield dead' soldiers that had been buried in hastily-dug trenches near the battlefields brought to Oakland [cemetery] and independently reinterred in the square guarded by the Lion of Atlanta...

...The Lion is carved from marble supplied by the Georgia Marble Company of Tate, Georgia. The monument weighs 30,000 pounds and was carved from the largest block of marble ever quarried in America until that time (1894)...

The figure represents a lion that has received its death wound, and in his agony he is grasping and attempting to draw towards him the battle flag of the Confederacy."1


The sculptor was T. M. Brady of Canton, Georgia. He was inspired by a suggestion that the monument emulate the Lion of Lucerne. In tombstone s…


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The hand of the Lord came upon me and brought me out in the Spirit of the Lord, and set me down in the midst of the valley; and it was full of bones. Then He caused me to pass by them all around, and behold, there were very many in the open valley; and indeed they were very dry. And He said to me, "Son of man, can these bones live?"

So I answered, "O Lord God, You know."

Again He said to me, "Prophesy to these bones, and say to them, 'O dry bones, hear the word of the Lord!' Thus says the Lord God to these bones: 'Surely I will cause breath to enter into you, and you shall live...'" (Ezekiel 37:1-5, NKJV)