The Face of Heaven (Snapshots in History)
Murray Pura
Language: English
Pages: 352
ISBN: 0736949496
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Following on the heels of The Wings of Morning, the first book in Murray Pura's Snapshots in History series, comes this compelling saga of the Civil War.
In April 1861, Lyndel Keim discovers two runaway slaves in her family's barn. When the men are captured and returned to their plantation, Lyndel and her young Amish beau, Nathaniel King, find themselves at odds with their pacifist Amish colony
Nathaniel enlists in what will become the famous Iron Brigade of the Union Army. Lyndel enters the fray as a Brigade nurse on the battlefield, sticking close to Nathaniel as they both witness the horrors of war--including the battles at Chancellorsville, Fredericksburg, and Antietam. Despite the pair's heroic sacrifices, the Amish only see that Lyndel and Nathaniel have become part of the war effort, and both are banished.
And a severe battle wound at Gettysburg threatens Nathaniel's life. Lyndel must call upon her faith in God to endure the savage conflict and to face its painful aftermath, not knowing if Nathaniel is alive or dead. Will the momentous battle change her life forever, just as it will change the course of the war and the history of her country?
The Face of Heaven is a dramatic story that will release on the 150th anniversary of the historic battle of Antietam, September, 1862.
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it Saturday or Sunday? What is the hour?” “Today is Saturday, July fourth, Lyndel. Independence Day. It’s well after seven in the evening.” Lyndel threw a cape over her shoulders. “Doctor, may I take an ambulance?” A nearby physician lifted his head from a Rebel corporal’s shattered chest. “Go ahead, Mrs. King. Bring in all you can. Please stop by and see how the doctors are faring at the Lutheran Seminary.” “I will, sir. Davey, are you coming?” Morganne was drying her hands on her apron.
willingly die a thousand deaths.” The women slept in their wagon of bandages and medicines as they rolled west with the army. Short, sharp battles occurred at places with names like Namozine Church, Amelia Springs, High Bridge, and Rice’s Station. No matter how many casualties there were, Morganne and Lyndel always moved on the next day with several of the surgeons and ambulances. Lee’s supply trains were captured and burned. His escape routes were cut off. At Sayler’s Creek, he lost a quarter
be seen again.” “It could still happen, brother.” Corinth shook his head. “The war will never come to Pennsylvania.” It was ten minutes after seven and the sun was dropping in the sky, when Davidson rode past and told them the whole brigade was engaged. Gibbon had sent the 6th and 7th Wisconsin in on the right and the 76th New York and 56th Pennsylvania had filled in a gap in the battle line. No Union regiment was yielding an inch. “Stonewall’s a good Presbyterian,” Davidson said before he
“Thank you, Mr. President. My prayers are with you and with the whole nation.” “Then those are prayers I reckon will count for something where it matters the most.” He went back to shaking hands with the wounded. When he came up to Morganne and her razor and shaving cream he said something Lyndel couldn’t catch, which made Morganne and all the others laugh. As he continued on to the far side of the room she looked at what he had written on the back of the captain’s letter. This note permits
yesterday and not one jar was broken.” Levi answered, “Hooker didn’t reckon on the intractability of the Pennsylvania Amish. When they sent those goodbye letters in October they meant them. Lyndel told me they even stopped sending packages of medicine and bandages.” Nathaniel sat on his bed. “That’s true. She still mails them letters but who knows if anyone reads them? Before she took ill she sent them a note saying everyone was alive, that none of us had been injured at Fredericksburg.” “If