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" 'May it please your Excellency: We have come here to-day as the representatives of the army of volunteers fur- nished by Massachusetts for the suppression of the rebellion, bringing these colors in order to return them to the State who intrusted them to our keeping. You must, however, pardon us if we give them up with profound regret .- It is, sir, a peculiar satisfaction and pleasure to us that you-who have been identi- fied with every organization before you, are now here to receive back as the State custodian of her precious relics, these emblems of the devotion of her sons. May it please your Excellency, the colors of the Massachusetts Volunteers are returned to the State.' Gov. Andrew replied in the following brief but beautiful and eloquent address: 'General: This pageant, so full of pathos and of glory, forms the concluding scene in the long series of visible actions and events, in which Massachusetts has borne a part, for the overthrow of rebellion and the vindication of the Union. These banners return to the Government of the Com- monwealth through welcome hands. Borne, one by one, out of this Capitol, during more than four years of civil war, as the symbols of the Nation and the Commonwealth, under which the battalions of Massachusetts departed to the field-they come back again, borne hither by surviving representatives of the same heroic regiments and companies to which they were intrusted. . . . Proud memories of many a field; sweet memories alike of valor and friendship; sad memories of fra- ternal strife; tender memories of our fallen brothers and sons, whose dying eyes looked last upon their flaming folds; grand memories of heroic virtues sublimed by grief; exultant memories of the great and final Victory of our Country, our Union and the Righteous Cause; thankful memories of a deliverance wrought out for Human Nature itself, unexampled by any former achievement of arms; immortal memories with im- mortal honors blended, twine around these staves, weave them-
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selves along the warp and woof of these familiar flags, war- worn, begrimmed and baptized with blood. . . . General: I accept these relics in behalf of the people and the Government. They will be preserved and cherished, amid all the vicissitudes of the future, as mementoes of brave men and noble actions'
The immense throng then dispersed, and the colors were placed in the Doric Hall of the State House."
The Adjutant General concludes his report of that occasion as follows:
"As a fitting finale to this grand pageant, I place on record the noble lyric addressed to your Excellency by a gentleman who has borne a brave and noble part in this great war ;- one who, when the war begun, was chief of your personal staff, and who afterwards resigned that position and went to the war as Lieutenant-Colonel of the First Regiment Massachusetts Cavalry, afterwards promoted to Colonel, and who, wounded and broken in health, came home after three years active military service, with the stars of a Brigadier General upon his shoulders, earned by meritorious conduct and conspicuous gallantry. . , Severe domestic affliction prevented Briga- dier-General Sargent from appearing in the procession. He saw it from his window pass along. The sight filled his heart, and he wrote this lyric :- "
(I, personally, take a particular pride in this lyric, because, The First Massachusetts Cavalry, was my regiment. I copy a part.)
"THE RETURN OF THE STANDARDS
"Hark to the fife and drum! Look at them! How they come!
Horse and foot, how they come! All of them? No! for some- Some of the best of them- Azrael tested them- Did not come back. Where are the rest of them,
Some of the youngest, And bravest, and best of them? Ask parlor strategists, Wont to make jest of them! Azrael, Azrael, Azrael tested them.
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"Here comes my regiment,- God! what a skeleton! Hardly a peloton Of the battalions That went from the land! Hush! Look at the flanks of them!
See those dim ranks of them!
Violet banks of them!
All the command! As it loomed in the old time
From fog of Sea Islands And black whirlwinds of sand.
*
"Ah! That fierce gathering! Quivering! Quivering ! Cloud rack, all feathery, Against the wind shivering! Sabres bend trembling, In hands of the dead! Like fog meeting headland, These spectres from Deadland, These ghosts of the red-hand, From over the Border, Break ranks in disorder, And melt against shadows Of sunlight and shade.
"The startled air quivers; The pageant has fled. Their presence but seeming ! The soldiers are dreaming, In the graves where they lie, That they rise from the dead. Where guidons are streaming, Where trumpets are screaming, And cannon's flash gleaming, And sabre points beaming, The soldiers are dreaming The dreams of the dead. All their effort is seeming, All voiceless their screaming; In uneasy graves dreaming Nightmares of the Dead.
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"Soldiers! in tattered rags, Torn as your shattered flags, Under your battle rags, Glorious blood-spattered flags, Sheltered to-day.
As you march up the hill,
Men feel their eyelids fill,-
Women's warm pulses thrill, As the ghosts mute and still, Breathe on them icy chill; And the guns thunder, till All fades away. Till the century's pageant Has faded away."
"Boston, Forefather's Day, December 22, 1865."
In these days of peace, when it is my privilege, as it some- times has been, to pass with uncovered head, through that beautiful Doric Hall in our noble State House which adorns Beacon Hill, and view those battle-worn banners of the Massa- chusetts organizations which nobly did their part for the pres- ervation of the Union, and when I gaze again, as in those dis- tant days, upon the loved and cherished colors of my own regiment, now preserved and guarded there, there comes rush- ing into my memory an outline of the forms and features of the four different "chums," with whom I was the most intimately associated, as we marched, and camped, and fought during those more than three eventful years. Three of those "chums" died in the service. Two of disease and exposure, and one was shot to death on the night of the 3d of June just fifty years and two weeks ago tonight, while we were carrying a despatch from Sulphur Springs to Warrenton, Va. One only of the four was permitted to return with me to our dear New England homes. And a few years since, in a western state, he too surrendered to the impact of the hurrying years. I recall how, when the hard day's march was ended and we had orders to "Dismount! and go into camp," one would take the canteens of both, and hurry off across the fields in search of water, sometimes half a mile away, while the other would gather bits of wood and dead
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branches of trees and start a little fire and begin frying the salt pork, and when the water came, we would boil the coffee in our tin cups, feed our horses from the oats which they had carried all day on their backs, and while they were eating their supper, we would eat ours, and then we would spread a blanket or two on the ground, lie down on them, cover ourselves with other blankets, and with our saddles for pillows, and our weapons by our sides, sleep through the night. There wasn't much variety in our food. We usually had salt pork, hard-tack, coffee for breakfast, coffee, salt pork, hard-tack for dinner, and hard-tack coffee, and salt pork for supper. Sometimes, a chicken would fly into our arms or-be secured in some other way-and then we would have a feast.
One evening we had boiled a chicken in our tin cups, over our little camp-fire for an hour or more, until it was about half cooked, intending to finish the cooking while we were feeding and caring for our horses in the morning. About eleven o'clock the bugle rang out the call, "Boots and saddles," and the Orderly Sergeant came running along among the sleeping men, crying, "Saddle up! mount up! everybody ! everything!" While sitting on our horses, waiting for the order to "Fall in!" we devoured that half-cooked fowl. It was pretty tough, but it was tougher to lose it. After some minutes' waiting, the order came, "Dismount, unsaddle, and go into camp." We did not have any chicken next morning for breakfast.
On a May morning in 1863, my company was on the skirmish line charging through the town of Culpeper, Va., driving the enemy before us as fast as their horses could gallop, and occa- sionally getting a shot at some of the fleeing foe. When we were about through the village the bugle sounded the order "Halt." We understood that the order meant that we were getting too far in advance of the rest of our forces, and might have to wait a half hour or so for them to come up. It so happened that a comrade and myself were in the main street and halted directly in front of a neat cottage by the side of the road. While we were keeping a close lookout for the enemy down the road, we were soon aware that someone was watching
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us through the windows from the inside of the house, and presently the door slowly opened and a girl, about our own age, came carefully out. We had scarcely seen a girl for almost two years, and oh! she looked good to us home-hungry boys. I suppose her investigation through the window had convinced her that we boys did not look very dangerous, especially to a girl. We soon got into conversation, which quickly drifted to the war and its probable results, and my comrade remarked, "That it seemed a pity for the South to waste so many lives and so much effort in a contest in which they were almost cer- tain to be defeated in the end." And the young woman answered in words that I have always remembered, "Oh!" she said, "To me the cause of the South looks as bright as the sun." That bright, impulsive girl, filled with love and enthu- siasm and zeal, as she stood there that May morning, has been a bright spot in my memory for more than fifty years.
For the two dreadful years following, she was compelled to watch the bright sun of her hope slowly descending, until it finally set in total darkness and the welcome night of rest from sectional strife brooded lovingly over the land. And oh! I hope she has lived to see the dawning of this better day, when "Yank," and "Johnny Reb," shake each other's hands in true brotherly affection, and we are all glad that we are now members of one prosperous and united country; something which could never have been, if her dream had come true. Fifty years ago last night, in company with the rest of my regiment, and other regiments of our brigade, we camped on the field where, nearly a year previous, the second battle of Bull Run had been fought. We slept on the ground, with our horses fastened to our wrists, as we did on many nights, when there was no other means of securing them. Next morning, after breakfast, (with the details of which you are already familiar) we moved off in a northwesterly direction towards the Blue Ridge Mountains.
It was just fifty years ago this very day, and was to be the most trying day in the history of the First Massachusetts Cavalry, during our more than three years of war. After marching some fifteen or twenty miles we encountered the
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enemy just beyond the village of Aldie, about mid-afternoon. The 2nd New York Cavalry was in the advance, and com- menced the engagement. General Kilpatrick, who commanded our brigade, rode in front of our regiment and said, pointing to some hills in front, "1st Massachusetts I want you and the 2nd New York to gain those hills." I shall not attempt to give a detailed history of the battle, only of the results. We went in on the right and not finding the enemy very strong at first drove them nearly a mile, when we came against three regi- ments of Virginia Cavalry who charged us in earnest. A regi- ment sent to our assistance failed to arrive and we were scattered and overwhelmed. About fifty or sixty of our regiment, all that were left there, sprang from our horses, and with our carbines, partly sheltered by a stone wall, held the hills we had been ordered to gain. While the bullets were whistling through the air, General Kilpatrick rode clear up to our position and taking off his hat said to us, "Men of the 1st Massachusetts, you have done all your duty, but I must ask you to do something more. If you will hold this ground fifteen minutes longer I will have the 1st Maine here to relieve you."
After such an address, at such a time, soldiers, worthy of the name, would hold their ground if they knew that a thousand bullets would whistle through their worthless bodies.
At such supreme moments, the cheek may blanch and the knees tremble, but the immortal soul of man, rising on the mountain tops of inspiration, commands its quaking tenement to do its will. We held that ground until relieved. Near the close of the day, when all of the scattered ones were gathered in, out of the 294 who went into that fight, only 96 answered the roll-call. 30 were killed, 66 wounded, and 102 were prison- ers, on their way to the prison pens of the South.
At this time the entire Army of the Potomac was on the march northward, towards Gettysburg. On the evening of July 1st we went into camp about twenty or thirty miles south-
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easterly of that now famous town. We had hardly stretched ourselves upon the ground to sleep, when the bugle rang out the call, "Boots and Saddles," and we mounted our horses and marched away, until about one or two o'clock in the morning, when we again went into camp in an open field. There were a lot of cobblestones on the ground, and I began to clear them away from the spot where my chum and I must make our bed. We were all tired, and he said, "Oh! never mind about those stones, let's get to sleep."
He had been married in the early summer of 1862, and life with him was one glad sweet song in his happy home in Ash- field, Mass. But, the call of his country in distress, came sounding across the states from the far south-land, saying to him, "Come! Come! Come, !" and, he heard the call, and tore himself away from that atmosphere of love and luxury, and was plunged into the hard discipline and privations of life in camp, and the awful excitement of battle. The next morning, July 2nd, 1863, while we were preparing our breakfast of "hard- tack," etc., I thought he was more quiet than usual, and look- ing at him closely, I saw there were tears on his cheeks and asked him what was the matter. He answered that he had been thinking about what we were to have for breakfast, and it made him homesick.
I did not know it then, but I learned later, that that morning, while we were preparing our frugal meal out there in that barren pasture, there was a baby boy in his home at Ashfield whom he had never seen, and would not see for more than another year. Oh! when we think of the hardships the soldiers endured, we are apt to consider only the physical side of their nature, and forget that they have emotions and affections.
I shall not attempt to give any account of that dreadful war between the states, and have mentioned these few incidents to illustrate some of the experiences of a soldier's life in active service.
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Crowded with such experiences the three years of our enlist- ment dragged away, the day of our deliverance dawned and to our surprise found some of us upon the earth. The flow- ing waters of the James River, winding through historic Vir- ginia, where, in the early dawn of this great nation, the untutored Indian maid stayed the red man's hand, bore us on its swelling bosom east and northward to the sea. An occa- sional friendly Monitor, with never-dying fires and guns full loaded for an ever-raiding foe, stood sentinel along that liquid highway, and with sounding whistle, which our ship answered, bade us Godspeed on our homeward way. Our souls exulted in this new freedom. The dear "North," which had lived in our hearts, fair as the "Promised Land," and which many of those whom we had known would never see again came at last within our vision. On a beautiful morning in November, after more than three years' absence, I entered my home. My mother, coming down from upstairs at the sound of the opening door, met her boy, still under age, standing in the center of the kitchen floor.
After the close of the Civil War, the town found that they were owing quite a large sum of money. On May 8th, 1865, it was "voted to raise $23,000.00 to pay the debts of the town." On May 31st, "Voted to rescind the above vote." "Voted to raise $15,000.00 for the debts."
The total valuation of the town in 1865, was $802,774. The tax rate that year was $33.50 on $1,000. The total amount of the tax was $27,927.60. In 1868 the tax rate was $28 on $1,000 of valuation. And so, in those few years, the "War Debt" was paid, and it was much easier to do it then than it would have been ten or fifteen years later, owing to the depreciation of the paper money in circulation at that time. A few years ago, there were some towns in our state that were still paying interest on their "War Debt," and there may be some now.
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SPENCER MAGAZINE CARBINE AND SABRE HILT.
Made by C. M. Spencer, Hartford, Conn. One of the first made. It was carried through the Civil War in Company F. 1st Mass. Cavalry, as follows:
1st by Lieut Myron C. Pratt. Killed in a skirmish at Snickers Ferry, Va., Nov. 3, 1862. 2nd by Lieut Francis O Lombard of Springfield. Killed at Mine Run, Va., Nov. 27, 1863. 3d by Sergt Bernard Newell of Greenfield. Killed at Newmarket, Va., July 28, 1864. 4th by Chauncey E. Peck, who brought it home. The permit to do so stated that the carbine was private property and not a government weapon.
The Sabre Hilt is part of a sabre taken from a Confederate prisoner, captured in a skirmish near Pocotaligo, S. C., May, 1862. When we got into camp, the blade was broken into four pieces and each of the captors had a piece. The hilt was my share. The separate pieces were wrapped in newspapers and sent home. The other pieces of the blade are probably in Mass. today.
SOLDIERS OF WILBRAHAM IN THE CIVIL WAR 1861-'65
With name of Regiment, time of service, number of engage- ments, and if killed or died in the army.
ENLISTED
DISCHARGED
BATTLES
REMARKS
1ST MASS. CAVALRY
Chauncey E. Peck
Sep. 24, 1861
Nov. 7, 1864 i
34
Stephen Lucas, Jr.
Sep. 12, 1861
Sep. 13, 1864
1
Henry Rood
Aug. 25, 1862
Jan. 10, 1863
1
Deserted
William R. Eggleston
Aug. 20, 1862
June 29, 1865
23
1ST MASS. INFANTRY Sergt. Junius Beebe
Jan. 15, 1862
Dec. 25, 1863
3
Cyrus N. Hudson
Aug. - , 1862
5TH MASS. INFANTRY
Eugene Cady
Willis F. Chaffee
Charles A. Taintor
John Truden
Died
Cyriel E. Scripter
*8TH MASS. INFANTRY, 100 DAYS.
Eugene S. Allen
July 12, 1864
Harlan P. Rockwood
July 12, 1864
After 100 days Also in Navy
Eugene Pease
July 12, 1864
Francis Pease
July . 12, 1864
Henry Wetherbee
July 12, 1864
Robert R. Wright, Jr.
July 12, 1864
*"Service was Provost Duty at the City of Baltimore, Maryland."
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MUSTERED
DISCHARGED
BATTLES
REMARKS
10TH MASS. INFANTRY. Sergt. George F. Holdridge Charles E. Buell John Fowle Oscar J. Gilligan
June 21, 1861?
June -, 1864
5
Apr. 20, 1861
Apr. 17, 1863
4
June 21, 1861?
?
Mar. 18, 1863
Reënlisted
Henry Gray
?
July 22, 1863
Lyman E. Gray
?
July -, 1863
4
Horace L. Jones
?
Jan. 7,1863
Stephen Millard John Neff
June 21, 1861
May 28, 1864
9
Died
George Robinson
?
May 5, 1864
8
Killed
William Smith
?
John H. Balty
Nov. 13, 1863
June 3, 1864
Killed
J. M. Templeman
?
18TH MASS. INFANTRY
Henry D. Gleason
Aug. - , 1861?
Aug. 10, 1861
perhaps 1864?
15
21ST MASS. INFANTRY. Corp. William H. Brackett Ransom S. Burr
27TH MASS. INFANTRY.
Lieut. Joseph W. Holmes
Sep. - , 1862
May 15, 1865
Lieut. Cyrus W. Goodale
Oct.
1861?
Oct. 30, 1862
Sergt. George W. Hobart Sergt. Newton E. Kellogg
Oct. 1, 1861
about 1865
Corp. James M. King
Sep. 6, 1861
July 20, 1865
Corp. James E. Perry
Oct. 9, 1861
Sep. 27, 1864
14
Sep. 28, 1861?
Sep. 22, 1862
Died Died in prison
Seth W. Buxton Charles H. Burr
Oct. 13, 1861
about 1864?
Henry Bushey
Sept.28, 1861
June -, 1864?
William H. Chapin
Sept. 28, 1861
about 1865?
Charles S. Clark
Oct. 7, 1861
about 1863?
Benjamin C. Davis
Oct. 1, 1861
about 1865?
John K. Fuller
Oct. 1, 1861
about
1865?
George E. Fuller
Oct. 1,1861
Sept. 27 1864
Charles R. Fay
Nov. 1,1861
Nov. 1, 1864
Lucius W. Gleason
Oct. 3, 1861
Sept. 27, 1864
8
Charles J. Glover
Oct. 1, 1861
Aug. 24, 1865
Prisoner about 1 yr.
Damon N. Haskell
Oct. 9, 1861
Sept. 27, 1864
10
Almond Lard
Oct. - , 1861? Oct.
6, 1864
Albert C. Lucas
Sept. 28, 1861
about about 1865?
Dennis McGowan James Rice
Oct. 3, 1861
Oct. 24, 1862
Died
Harrison Rowe
Sept. 28, 1861
Mar. 8, 1865
Killed
Joseph Twinkler
Sept. 28, 1861
Oct. 9, 1864
Died
William P. Truden
July -, 1862
about 1865?
Albert S. Vaughn
Aug. 3, 1862
Oct. - , 1862
Died
Charles H. Arnold Elmer Jewett
Jan. 4, 1864
Sept. 26, 1864
Nelson Sheldon
Dec. 12, 1863
June 26, 1865
Elias S. Keyes
Sept. 1, 1864
1865? 1865?
1
Prisoner
31ST MASS. INFANTRY.
Samuel S. Alden
1861?
George W. Bennett
Nov. 8, 1861
Died at N. O. 1862
Russell D. Crocker
Nov. 8, 1861
Pelatiah Glover
1861?
1862
Disability Wounded
John A. Pease
Nov. 8, 1861
1865?
John S. O'Riely
Charles Ring
1861?
1862
Disability
Sextus Shields
1861?
June 17, 1865
Died Died in prison
Oct. 23, 1861
Oct. 16, 1864
Corp. James S. Morgan Charles S. Bates Robert B. W. Bliss
Sep. 28, 1861
Nov. - , 1864
Died Died
Albert J. Collins
Oct. 5, 1861
Oct. 19, 1864
Wounded Died in prison Ga.
James N. Dorroch
Oct. - , 1861
?
Aug. - , 1861?
June -, 1862
Died
?
1861?
1861?
Apr. 8, 1862
Prisoner Also in U. S. service.
Died in prison, Ga.
1865?
Oct. 4, 1861
Dec. 12, 1863
June 5, 1865?
1
Also in 46th Regt. Died in prison.
Henry Gorman
Jan. 26, 1865
George Munsell
1861?
1864?
2 2
Seneca I. Harris
7
?
Sergt. Gilbert Rockwood, Jr. Charles Saunders
perhaps 1864?
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The 31st Regt. was changed from Infantry to Cavalry in the winter of 1863-4.
MUSTERED
DISCHARGED
BATTLES
REMARKS
37TH MASS. INFANTRY.
Capt. Algernon S. Flagg
Sept. 2, 1862
1865?
15?
Lieut. Jesse Prickett
1861
1865?
15?
Sergt. Watson W. Bridge
Sept. 2, 1862
1865?
Capt. in 54th Mass.
Sergt. John H. Brines
July -, 1862
July
2,1865
8
Sergt. Timothy D. Smith
Sept. 2, 1862
Apr.
6, 1865
Killed
Sergt. Francis Brooks
Sept. 2, 1862
Sergt. Dwight H. Parsons
Sept. 2, 1862
July
2,1865
12?
Wounded
Horatio R. Calkins
Sept. 2, 1862
July
2,1865
Cyrus W. Cross
Sept. 2, 1862
July
2,1865
General's orderly
Sumner P. Fuller
Sept. 2, 1862
Aug. 10, 1864
8?
Died in prison
George Gray
Sept. 2, 1862
Oct. 18, 1864
Wounded
John F. Keyes
Sept.
2,1862
1864?
5?
Wounded
Daniel Knowlton
Sept. 2, 1862
Apr. - , 1864
Transferred to Navy
Francis P. Lemon
Sept.
2,1862
July 30, 1864
1
Killed
Benjamin F. McCray
Sept.
2, 1862
1862
Disability
Addison H. Mosley
Sept. 2, 1862
1862
Died
Thomas J. Mills
Sept. 2, 1862
1864?
Trans. Invalid Corps
Jacob Neff
Sept. 2, 1862
Aug.
7, 1865
2
Erasmus B. Pease
Sept. 2, 1862
June
3, 1864
8?
Killed
Joseph A. Parker
Jan. 5, 1864
1865?
George Pease
Sept. 2, 1862
Mar. 29, 1864
Died
John C. Rockwood
Sept. 2, 1862
1865?
12?
Wounded
William A. Rice
Wounded
William Shaw
Sept. 2, 1862
1864?
Wounded
John Speight
Sept. 2, 1862
July
2, 1865
James K. Stacy
Transferred to Navy
Albert O. Stratton
Sept. 2, 1862
Edward Ufford
Albert Vaughn
Albert B. McGregory
Elbridge G. Vinaca
Sept. 2 1862
Trans. Invalid Corps Trans. Invalid Corps
46TH MASS. INFANTRY.
Capt. William G. Leonard
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
Sergt. William R. Sessions
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
Sergt. Mortimer Pease
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
Corp. Charles E. Knight
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
Corp. David S. Roberts
Sept. 25, 1862
Feb. 16, 1863
Disability
Corp. Eugene E. Porter
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
Oscar F. Benedict
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
John D. Burnap
Sept. 25, 1862
Quartermaster dept.
Lorenzo Bliss
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28. 1863
Samuel Chapin
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
Edward W. Hitchcock
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
Alburtus Langdon
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1865
Oliver H. Langdon
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1865
Samuel F. Merrick
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
Lorenzo E. Munsell
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
Jefferson Rowe
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
Alonzo L. Scripter
Sept. 25, 1862
July 14, 1865
George W. Tupper
Sept. 25, 1862
Mar. 19, 1863
Reenlisted Disability
Howard C. West
Sept. 25, 1862
July 28, 1863
1
Sept. 2, 1862
Spencer H. Wood
Sept.
2,1862
Enos W. Munsell
Sept. 2, 1862
Walter G. Brewer
The following men served about nine months in the 46th Infantry and then reënlisted in the 2nd Massachusetts Heavy
Prisoner Prisoner
Reënlisted Reënlisted
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Artillery. The time of their first enlistment and final dis- charge is given.
ENLISTED
DISCHARGED
BATTLES
REMARKS
46TH MASS. INFANTRY and 2ND HEAVY ARTILLERY. Sergt. Calvin G. Robbins Corp. Adin Alden
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