So he went to a cave for a few days to think. He decided to go to the Confederate side, and they put a uniform on him and made him a captain. But the man became such a cut-throat that Confeds wouldn't let him join their units much of the time. The captain formed his own band of men from a dozen to hundreds and fought independently. He went so far as to go into a field hospital to kill a wounded Lieutenant after fighting in Sparta.
For Thou dost recompense a man
according to his work
('What a man soweth that shall he reap.'
'For the wages of sin is death,
But the gift of God is eternal life.')"
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Calf Killer Creek
(No cows were injured in the making of this photo.)