He received a tolerable academic education in his early life, and remembered with pleasure, an incident which occurred when he was about twelve years of age, and before he embraced religion. His father took him some distance from home to a boarding-school. The teacher, an educated Scotchman, examined him to ascertain what progress he had made in knowledge, and among other questions he asked him, "What is religion?" The youth replied, "It is the love of God in the heart of men."
On 9 October 1819 young Nolley was born again at a camp-meeting in Mecklenburg, his native county, and soon afterwards connected himself with the Methodist Church. He devoted several following years to the business of teaching school. But it seems that Providence designed another field of instruction for him. It is a singular fact, in his history, that, long before he embraced religion, he received the impression that he would become a minister of the gospel. The church seems to have had a similar impression, for not very long after his conversion, without any application or knowledge of his own, he was licensed to preach.
In 1854 he was stationed on Hanover Circuit, when, in the town of Ashland, he built and furnished another parsonage. At the close of his term on this circuit, he purchased a house for himself and settled his family in Ashland.
He lived at 312 North Center Street. The home is still there and has likely changed very little. He gave considerable aid to the Duncan Memorial Church in that town, by his large and liberal collections in different parts of the State.
The Reverend Mr. Nolley had been fifty years in active service in the Methodist ministry. He led a charge of Confederate troops at Brook Creek, near Richmond. The story is told that just before the battle a voice was heard crying out; "Where is my boy? I am looking for my boy." When the owner of the voice appeared in sight it was Reverend Nolley. The troops called out, "Go back, old gentleman, go back! You will be hurt!" The answer was, "I can go where my boy has to go, and the Lord is here!" When the order Forward was given, the troops made one more charge with Nolley rushing ahead, big stick in hand, calling "Come on boys, come on!"
On 9 October 1819 young Nolley was born again at a camp-meeting in Mecklenburg, his native county, and soon afterwards connected himself with the Methodist Church. He devoted several following years to the business of teaching school. But it seems that Providence designed another field of instruction for him. It is a singular fact, in his history, that, long before he embraced religion, he received the impression that he would become a minister of the gospel. The church seems to have had a similar impression, for not very long after his conversion, without any application or knowledge of his own, he was licensed to preach.
In 1854 he was stationed on Hanover Circuit, when, in the town of Ashland, he built and furnished another parsonage. At the close of his term on this circuit, he purchased a house for himself and settled his family in Ashland.
He lived at 312 North Center Street. The home is still there and has likely changed very little. He gave considerable aid to the Duncan Memorial Church in that town, by his large and liberal collections in different parts of the State.
The Reverend Mr. Nolley had been fifty years in active service in the Methodist ministry. He led a charge of Confederate troops at Brook Creek, near Richmond. The story is told that just before the battle a voice was heard crying out; "Where is my boy? I am looking for my boy." When the owner of the voice appeared in sight it was Reverend Nolley. The troops called out, "Go back, old gentleman, go back! You will be hurt!" The answer was, "I can go where my boy has to go, and the Lord is here!" When the order Forward was given, the troops made one more charge with Nolley rushing ahead, big stick in hand, calling "Come on boys, come on!"
He received a tolerable academic education in his early life, and remembered with pleasure, an incident which occurred when he was about twelve years of age, and before he embraced religion. His father took him some distance from home to a boarding-school. The teacher, an educated Scotchman, examined him to ascertain what progress he had made in knowledge, and among other questions he asked him, "What is religion?" The youth replied, "It is the love of God in the heart of men."
On 9 October 1819 young Nolley was born again at a camp-meeting in Mecklenburg, his native county, and soon afterwards connected himself with the Methodist Church. He devoted several following years to the business of teaching school. But it seems that Providence designed another field of instruction for him. It is a singular fact, in his history, that, long before he embraced religion, he received the impression that he would become a minister of the gospel. The church seems to have had a similar impression, for not very long after his conversion, without any application or knowledge of his own, he was licensed to preach.
In 1854 he was stationed on Hanover Circuit, when, in the town of Ashland, he built and furnished another parsonage. At the close of his term on this circuit, he purchased a house for himself and settled his family in Ashland.
He lived at 312 North Center Street. The home is still there and has likely changed very little. He gave considerable aid to the Duncan Memorial Church in that town, by his large and liberal collections in different parts of the State.
The Reverend Mr. Nolley had been fifty years in active service in the Methodist ministry. He led a charge of Confederate troops at Brook Creek, near Richmond. The story is told that just before the battle a voice was heard crying out; "Where is my boy? I am looking for my boy." When the owner of the voice appeared in sight it was Reverend Nolley. The troops called out, "Go back, old gentleman, go back! You will be hurt!" The answer was, "I can go where my boy has to go, and the Lord is here!" When the order Forward was given, the troops made one more charge with Nolley rushing ahead, big stick in hand, calling "Come on boys, come on!"
On 9 October 1819 young Nolley was born again at a camp-meeting in Mecklenburg, his native county, and soon afterwards connected himself with the Methodist Church. He devoted several following years to the business of teaching school. But it seems that Providence designed another field of instruction for him. It is a singular fact, in his history, that, long before he embraced religion, he received the impression that he would become a minister of the gospel. The church seems to have had a similar impression, for not very long after his conversion, without any application or knowledge of his own, he was licensed to preach.
In 1854 he was stationed on Hanover Circuit, when, in the town of Ashland, he built and furnished another parsonage. At the close of his term on this circuit, he purchased a house for himself and settled his family in Ashland.
He lived at 312 North Center Street. The home is still there and has likely changed very little. He gave considerable aid to the Duncan Memorial Church in that town, by his large and liberal collections in different parts of the State.
The Reverend Mr. Nolley had been fifty years in active service in the Methodist ministry. He led a charge of Confederate troops at Brook Creek, near Richmond. The story is told that just before the battle a voice was heard crying out; "Where is my boy? I am looking for my boy." When the owner of the voice appeared in sight it was Reverend Nolley. The troops called out, "Go back, old gentleman, go back! You will be hurt!" The answer was, "I can go where my boy has to go, and the Lord is here!" When the order Forward was given, the troops made one more charge with Nolley rushing ahead, big stick in hand, calling "Come on boys, come on!"
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