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Divine Justice upon thirteen Confederate officers for a blasphemous mock supper

Published October 11, 2026 at 8:10 PM

1860s · 1865
A southern city (hotel)

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Millennial Star Research

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In the summer of 1865, thirteen former Confederate officers gathered at a hotel and held a dinner where they blasphemously impersonated Jesus Christ and His twelve Apostles. They mocked the Last Supper with wine and bread, using brandy and ribald jests. From that night, all thirteen suffered repeated failure, disgrace, and died horrible, often violent deaths. The last of the group died in a gutter in Birmingham, Alabama, and was buried in a potter's field.

Fuller account of this event (as retold in The Latter-day Saints' Millennial Star, Vol. 53, No. 19 (11 May 1891), pp. 298-299):

At the leading hotel in a southern city in the summer of 1865, thirteen men, wearing the uniform of Confederate officers, sat down to a dinner. They were all men of education and refinement, but they had been demoralized by the war, and were now reckless and desperate. The wine flowed freely, and as the night wore on, the conversation became more and more blasphemous. 'Let us call this the last supper,' suddenly exclaimed one of the party, and the suggestion met with instant approval. They might never meet again, so 'the last supper' would be a fitting name for the feast where reason had fled. One of the number, who had been a minister of the gospel before the war, was chosen to act the part of the Savior, and the others took the places of the Apostles. The reading was interrupted now and then by some coarse jest or ribald laughter, while expressions like 'Judas, pass the bottle,' would excite the mirth of the drunken men to a point that completely drowned the voice of the reader. From that night the vengeance of God followed those thirteen men. Everything they undertook failed. Apples of gold turned to Dead Sea fruit in their hands. One by one they went to the dogs, and every man of them met a horrible and disgraceful death. The last of the number died in a gutter in Birmingham, Alabama, and was buried in a potter's field, without a friend to follow him to the grave.

In Their Own Words

“At the leading hotel in a southern city in the summer of 1865, thirteen men, wearing the uniform of Confederate officers, sat down to a dinner... “Let us call this the last supper,” suddenly exclaimed one of the party, and the suggestion met with instant approval. They might never meet again, so “the last supper” would be a fitting name for the feast where reason had fled... The reading was interrupted now and then by some coarse jest or ribald laughter, while expressions like “Judas, pass the bottle,” would excite the mirth of the drunken men to a point that completely drowned the voice of the reader... From that night the vengeance of God followed those thirteen men. Everything they undertook failed. Apples of gold turned to Dead Sea fruit in their hands. One by one they went to the dogs, and every man of them met a horrible and disgraceful death. — Millennial Star 53:19”

Sources & References

The Latter-day Saints' Millennial Star (Manchester, later Liverpool, England, May 1840–1970), 11 May 1891 (Vol. 53, No. 19). https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_the-latter-day-saints-millennial-star_1891-05-11_53_19 (account extracted verbatim from the issue's Internet Archive OCR text; research confidence: high) Fuller account: The Latter-day Saints' Millennial Star, Vol. 53, No. 19 (11 May 1891), pp. 298-299 https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_the-latter-day-saints-millennial-star_1891-05-11_53_19

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