Pitts, James Young
PVT. 9th SC Reg Co. B
Served 90 Days, 1862-63, enlisted Clinton, SC, Nov 17, 1862. Substitute for his father Edwin Leroy Pitts.
Co. C, 1st (Charleston) Battalion S.C. Infantry, enlisted Charleston District, SC, Feb 28, 1863. *This Co. subsequently became Co. D, 27th SC Infantry., Sept. 30, 1863.
Co. D, 27th S.C. Inf. (Galliard’s Regt.)
Captured at Battle of Petersburg, Va. June 24, 1864. Jun 26, 1864 sent to Pt. Lookout, Maryland (Fortress Monroe - Point Lookout, Md.), Register No.1; pg. 367. Transferred to Elmira, N.Y.; Elmira Prison Aug. 16, 1864.
Private J.Y. Pitts, Co. D - 27th Regt., SC released June 14, 1865; Elmira, N.Y., Register No.2; pg.249; under general orders No. 109 from the A.G.O. dated June 6th, 1865.
James Young Pitts, place of residence Donaldsville, SC, complexion: Florid, Hair: Dark, Eyes: Hazel, Height: 6ft. 1/2in.
South Carolina Department of Archives and History Confirmation Documents:
IN MEMIORIAM
JAMES YOUNG PITTS
DOB: JUNE 20, 1845
DOD: OCT 26, 1913
Surrounded by his children and numerous friends, Mr. J. Y. Pitts died at his home near Poplar Springs Church, on Sunday, Oct 26th. He was a man of keen intellect, great ambition, noble desires, and Christian habits. His neighbors and children went to him for advice and help, and many are the friends who miss his noble deeds. In hours of sorrow and death, he was always there consoling and pointing to the God who giveth and taketh away. When only a boy of 16, he entered the Confederate Army in his father's place and was color-bearer for his company. He fought valiantly there, and since has been a true soldier for his God. He was an elder in the Presbyterian church and not only served his lord, but labored earnestly for others to know Him and enjoy the religion he enjoyed. Many are the persons of both races to whom he has spoken concerning their spiritual welfare, and begged to accept Christ as their Savior.
Nearly four years ago, he suffered a stroke of paralysis, which robbed him of his speech. Since then he has been unable to move himself, and only as loving hands cared for him was he able to move. He bore his suffering without a murmur and his sweet disposition was a benediction to all who knew him. He had no fear of death, and was only waiting for the summons for him to enter the Mansions prepared by his Father.
In standing over his grave the thought came, "O death, where is thy sting? O Grave, where is thy victory?" For now his tongue is loosed and he is singing the glad Hosannas and the sweetest songs he loved so well. In his death a sweet, noble and inspiring life has ceased on earth and a prepared soul has been transplanted to the Glory World, there to meet loved ones gone before.
He was laid to rest on Monday in Friendship Presbyterian Church cemetery beside his wife. His grave was covered with flowers, emblems of purity - so much like his life. His pastor, Reverend J.M. Dallas paid a loving tribute to his life. We are comforted with the thought that "God doeth all things well," and this prayer arises, - " let me die the death of the righteous, and let my last end be like his."
This was my Great-grandfathers last farewell - a C.S.A. Soldier, I never met, but would have loved too! I'm very proud to say he is a part of me and all that I believe in. I for one, am very proud of what he fought so valiantly for.
Information submitted by Elbert Lee Ginn, Jr.
