Lt. Charles Stephin Olin Rice, (CSA)

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Lt. Charles Stephin Olin Rice, (CSA)

Birthplace: Lauderdale County, Tennessee, United States
Death: December 17, 1924 (83)
Orysa, Lauderdale County, TN, United States
Place of Burial: Ripley, Lauderdale County, TN, United States
Immediate Family:

Son of Shadrach Franklin Rice
Father of Ralph Estes Rice
Brother of Susan Mariah Anthony; Shadrach McKendree Rice, CSA and Martha Louisa Gausse

Occupation: 7th Regiment, Tennessee Cavalry (Duckworth's)
Managed by: Jeffrey Edwards Cohen
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About Lt. Charles Stephin Olin Rice, (CSA)

Obituary - Lauderdale County Enterprise, Ripley, TN - December 1924 Hon. C.S.O. Rice Dead -

Lauderdale County lost one of its most honored citizens in the death of Hon. C.S.O. Rice, whose death occurred at his home near Orysa in the first Civil District last Wednesday night.

For over half a century, Mr. Rice figured conspicuosly in the community life of the county and was prominent in church and political circles. He represented Lauderdale County in the Lower House of the Legislature and proved a most worthy official.

When the war broke out between the states, he entered the Confederate Army and fought gallantly during the entire struggle for what he thought was right. He was the last commissioned officer of the 7th Tennessee Cavalry.

For many years, he was Sunday School Superintendent and was recognized as one of the most prominent laymen in the Memphis Conference, being a familiar figure at every annual conference until his health failed.

He was a graduate of Lebanon University and was of that good old Southern stock that has made Dixie famous. Honest, courageous, a close student of men and affairs and pure in life and purpose, his passing this way was a blessing to all with whom he came in contact.

He was loved and respected by hundreds of friends over the county, who will mourn his demise. He lived a useful life and was spared to exceed the allotted three score years and ten.

In the Confederate Veteran Magazine in February, 1904, C.S.O. Rice wrote the following about his experience at the Vicksburg siege.

On the 17th of May, 1863, we were ordered inside the fortification of Vicksburg and were in the besieged town until the surrender the following 4th of July.

While in Vicksburg, we acted as couriers for Gen. Pemberton and as patrol of the city.

Rations soon became scarce. Meat was a thing of the past, but great are the resources of a soldier. One day, a shell killed one of our mules, and some of the boys cut a bucketful of steaks from the beast.We were soon enjoying a good repast.

All that we did not cook at once we converted into 'jerked' meat. This we did by making a cane platform, spreading the meat on it and building a fire underneath. This, with the aid of the sun above, soon gave us a lot of dry, well preserved meat. Now some fastidious youths of today will say: 'O, I could not do that!' Neither would I now, but then I was hungry. I stood it as long as I could. I was as hollow as a gourd, and when my back began to cave in I thought it about time to eat anything I could get.

The Federals had by parallels worked close up to our fortifications and made rifle pits, which they filled with sharpshooters, so that it was about worth a man's life to raise his head above the fortifications. Our men would show themselves only when rising to repel a charge.

We soon learned to protect ourselves from the exploding shells that at night would look like a rain of fire on the doomed city by digging holes in the sides of the hills, and when the fire was excessively heavy we would crawl into our dens. No one can imagine the hardships and suffering our men underwent lying in the trenches continuously day and night under the burning sun by day and the heavy dews by night with insufficient force to relieve them and man the works, while during a greater portion of the time they had not bread and meat enough to sustain themselves. No wonder that thirty per cent of them were 'hors de combat' when we surrendered.

We knew that surrender was inevitable. Yet, feeling of deep depression came over us when we were ordered to 'stack arms.' Being Gen. Pemberton's escort, we were were allowed to retain our side arms, but some of our servants who wanted to go out with us were not allowed to do so. Mine came to me and gave me his watch and all the money he had, $2.50 in silver. He told me to keep it for him, and if they would not allow him to pass out with us he would join us the next day outside the lines. How faithful! How my heart was touched by it!

On a former occasion, when I was left in a sick camp, he remained with me; and at night, when everything was still, I heard his voice lifted earnestly in prayer of supplication that his master might fix his heart on things above and that a kind Providence would protect and preserve his life. Imagine at this day the close relation and love that existed between master and slave! His contact with the southern white man gave him a moral training that was the wonder of the world. While our men were out in the field of battle, what kept the farm hands growing meat and bread to feed them? Was it fear of his master, who was away in the army? What enabled our refined women to remain at home for four years of the war, surrounded by a throng of blacks, without a thought of fear but a feeling of protection?

My first night out from Vicksburg will long to remembered. I left the city with three small pieces of jerked mule and a little sugar in my haversack. We camped on a large plantation, and I got an old negro woman to cook me something to eat. She brought me a thick pone of corn bread and a panful of clabber, and I then partook of the most sumptuous repast I ever enjoyed.

I arrived at home to enjoy for a short time, under my parole, the love and association of family and friends, and above all, the sweet smiles of a rosy-checked, brown-eyed little maid - 'the girl I left behind me' - whose picture I carried with me through the hurtling fire and smoke of battle for four years, and 'who, at the close, linked her fortunes with mine, and has shared with me life's sunshine and shadows for nearly forty years.

Rice, Charles BATTLE UNIT NAME: 7th Regiment, Tennessee Cavalry (Duckworth's) SIDE: Confederacy COMPANY: M SOLDIER'S RANK IN: Private SOLDIER'S RANK OUT: Lieutenant ALTERNATE NAME: C.S.O./Rice FILM NUMBER: M231 ROLL 36 PLAQUE NUMBER: NOTES: General Note - Original filed under C.S.O./Rice

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Lt. Charles Stephin Olin Rice, (CSA)'s Timeline

February 12, 1841
Lauderdale County, Tennessee, United States
July 3, 1883
Orysa, Lauderdale County, TN, United States
December 17, 1924
Age 83
Orysa, Lauderdale County, TN, United States
Ripley, Lauderdale County, TN, United States