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Title: T. De Witt Talmage
As I Knew Him

Author: T. De Witt Talmage
Mrs. T. De Witt Talmage

Release Date: April 23, 2005 [EBook #15693]

Language: English

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T. DE WITT TALMAGE
AS I KNEW HIM

BY THE LATE
T. DE WITT TALMAGE, D.D.

WITH CONCLUDING CHAPTERS BY
MRS. T. DE WITT TALMAGE

WITH ILLUSTRATIONS

NEW YORK:
E.P. DUTTON AND COMPANY
1912

CONTENTS

FIRST MILESTONE
SECOND MILESTONE
THIRD MILESTONE
FOURTH MILESTONE
FIFTH MILESTONE
SIXTH MILESTONE
SEVENTH MILESTONE
EIGHTH MILESTONE
NINTH MILESTONE
TENTH MILESTONE
ELEVENTH MILESTONE
TWELFTH MILESTONE
THIRTEENTH MILESTONE
FOURTEENTH MILESTONE
FIFTEENTH MILESTONE
SIXTEENTH MILESTONE
SEVENTEENTH MILESTONE
BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH OF HIS LAST MILESTONES--
FIRST MILESTONE
SECOND MILESTONE
THIRD MILESTONE
LAST MILESTONE

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

THE REV. T. DE WITT TALMAGE, D.D.
DAVID AND CATHERINE TALMAGE--PARENTS OF DR. T. DE WITT TALMAGE
DR. TALMAGE IN HIS FIRST CHURCH, BELLEVILLE, NEW JERSEY
DR. TALMAGE AS CHAPLAIN OF THE THIRTEENTH REGIMENT OF NEW YORK
THE THIRD BROOKLYN TABERNACLE
THE FIRST PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH, WASHINGTON, D.C.
DR. AND MRS. T. DE WITT TALMAGE
FACSIMILE OF PRESIDENT ABRAHAM LINCOLN'S LETTER

PREFACE

I write this story of my life, first of all for my children. How much
would I now give for a full account of my father's life written by his
own hand! That which merely goes from lip to ear is apt to be soon
forgotten. The generations move on so rapidly that events become
confused. I said to my son, "Do you remember that time in Philadelphia,
during the war, when I received a telegram saying several hundred
wounded soldiers would arrive next day, and we suddenly extemporised a
hospital and all turned in to the help of the suffering soldiers?" My
son's reply was, "My memory of that occurrence is not