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THE JAMES VERNER SCAIFE
COLLECTION
CIVIL WAR LITERATURE

THE GIFT OF
JAMES VERNER SCAIFE
CLASS OF 1889

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A RECORD OF ITS SERVICE FROM SEPT. 13H, 1861,
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NENT MEMBERS, WITH ANECDOTES, INCIDENTS
AND THRILLING REMINISCENCES,

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¢* PHILADELPHIA, October 25, 1887.

‘‘ GENERAL J. Maprson Drake, Elizabeth, N. J.

*‘My Dear General—At our recent Reunion the suggestion was
made that a history of the Ninth regiment should be written, and
as it would be a labor of love, with plenty of work, and no profit
to the author, the difficulty arose, upon whom should this task
devolve? He who assumes the work must possess the ability,
together with a personal knowledge of the scenes and acts to be
embodied in the work. To you, my dear general, the association,
in its dilemma, turned, and feeling that you possessed all the quali-
fications necessary, and knowing your well-known energy and push,
and how freely you expend the same in any project where the Veterans
are concerned, it has thrown the entire responsibility for the work
upon your shoulders.

‘“‘T would suggest that you send a circular-letter to each survivor of
our old command, and invite from them contributions of incidents and
scenes which came under their notice during their service in the Ninth.
This would assist you very materially in your labors. The work, when
completed, cannot fail to prove intensely interesting, especially so to
the survivors of our regiment, and in your labors you will have the
earnest sympathy and best wishes of all your old comrades.

“Fraternally yours,

‘JAMES STEWART, JR.”
PREFACE.

As in all our wars with external foes the brave men of the north
and south stood shoulder to shoulder, who could dream that one
section would be arrayed in deadly hostility against the other? Yet
in the strange and unaccountable occurrences of men and nations
such a day came, when in April, 1861, southerners arrayed them-
selves in arms against the government their patriotic fathers had
assisted in creating.

The shot at the starry banner on Sumter, which was heard
around the world, instead of intimidating, fired the northern heart,
but none’ answered more promptly than the descendants of the im-
mortal ‘‘ Jersey Blues” of the revolution. The author has a just
pride in having been permitted to be one of the throng that com-
posed the first fully appointed brigade that reached the national
capital and the first to march across the ‘“‘ Long Bridge” into Vir-
ginia. The author, too, on that beautiful night in May, was accorded
the honorable distinction of carrying the stars and stripes at the
head of the leading regiment, of which he was ensign.

A service of four years in the army fully convinces the author
that good officers make good soldiers, and that poor officers will
demoralize and render worthless the best soldier material. The
Ninth New Jersey was fortunate in the selection of the officers ap-
pointed to lead it—none better could have been found.

The Ninth New Jersey, a peculiar organization in many respects,
as its checkered history will show, was fortunate in being selected
by General Burnside to accompany his expedition to North Carolina,
where it became distinguished for its valor and daring, as well as
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its ability to sustain fatigue and the greatest exposures both on land
and sea.

The members of the Ninth, yet surviving, conscious of the proud
record of their brethren in other New Jersey commands, feel confi-
dent that when an unvarnished history of the Ninth is written,
which will ‘‘ naught extenuate or aught set down in malice,” which
the author hopes to give, it will be cheerfully acknowledged by
all candid readers that his own and his comrades’ pride in their
favorite—the Veteran Ninth, the first and last New Jersey regiment
to engage in battle during the civil war—is not unreasonable or
exaggerated—due in large measure to the patriotism and bravery of
their leaders—Heckman, Zabriskie and Stewart.

The record, will, I trust, be found complete in all that goes to
make true patriots and good soldiers.

What the author has done (in the pages which follow), to per-
petuate the brilliant history of his companions-in-arms, he much
fears, will be but an epitome of what might and should be recorded
in honor of this brave old command. Such as it is, he dedicates it
to those who fell on the field of battle, with faces to their country’s
foes

Elizabeth, N. J., December, 1888,

J. MADISON DRAKE.
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HE Ninth regiment was organized under the provisions

of an Act of Congress, approved July 22, 1861, as set
forth in the following official letter from War Department,
Washington, D.C., dated September 5, 1861, authorizing

the raising and organizing of a regimentof riflemen. In
accordance with the authority above mentioned, recruiting was
commenced, and as soon as the companies were raised they
reported at Camp Olden, Trenton, and were immediately mus-
tered into the service of the United States by Charles H.
Brightly, First Lieutenant Fourth Infantry, U.S. army. The
first company was mustered September 13, the last company
October 15, 1861. The regiment, consisting of twelve com-
panies, remained at Camp Olden, engaged in drilling and per-
fecting its organization until the fourth of December, 1861, at
which time it left the state with a full complement of men:
officers, 44; non-commissioned officers and privates, 1,115;
total, 1,159, Upon arrival at Washington, the regiment went
into camp on the Bladensburg turnpike, about a mile from the
city, and remained there until the fourth of January, 1862, at
which time it was assigned to the First brigade, (Gen. Jesse L.
Reno,) Burnside’s expedition, proceeded to Annapolis, Mary-
land, and joined the troops assembled there, awaiting transpor-
tation for service in North Carolina. On January ninth, the
expedition embarked, in due time arrived at their destination,
and the regiment entered upon an active and brilliant career.
Their operations were confined to the States of North Carolina,
South Carolina and Virginia. On the eighteenth of November,
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in compliance with General Orders, No. 126, Par. 1, War de-
partment, Adjutant General's office, Washington, D. C., Sep-
tember sixth, 1862, the regiment was reduced from twelve to
ten companies. Companies A and I, were disbanded and the
enlisted men transferred to different companies in the regiment.
Company M was designated Company A. Under the provisions
of General Orders, No. 191, War department, Adjutant Gen-
eral’s office, Washington, D. C., June 25, 1863, the greater part
of the enlisted men re-enlisted in the field for three years or
during the war. ‘Those who did not re-enlist and whose term
of service having expired reported by order at Trenton and
were mustered out December 7, 1864. At different times dur-
ing the years 1863, 1864 and 1865, the strength of the regiment
was increased by the joining from draft rendezvous, Trenton,
N. J., of a large number of recruits, with a few substitutes.
The regiment continued its organization and remained in active
service until the close of the war, and those coming under the
provisions of General orders, No. 73, Head Quarters Depart-
ment of North Carolina, dated Raleigh, N. C., June 2, 1865,
were mustered out at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, 1865, by A.
B. Smith, Captain rooth Regiment, Ohio Volunteer Infantry,
Commissary of Musters, Twenty-third army corps. The re-
mainder were mustered out of service by the same officer, at
Greensboro, N. C., July 12, 1865, in compliance with Special
orders, No. 113, Department of North Carolina, July 6, 1865.

This regiment was first attached to the Second brigade, Ca-
sey’s division ; then to the First brigade, Ninth corps, Burn-
side’s expedition ; then to the First brigade, Second division,
Highteenth corps; then to the Second brigade, Second division,
Tenth corps; then to the First brigade, Second division, Tenth
corps ; then to the First brigade, Foster’s division, Department
of Virginia and North Carolina; then to the Second brigade,
First division, Eighteenth corps; then to the Second brigade,
Second division, Eighteenth corps; then to the First brigade,
Second division, Eighteenth corps; then to the First brigade,
Carter’s division, District of Beaufort, N. C.; then to the Sec-
ond brigade, Second division, District of Beaufort, N. C.; then
to the Second brigade, Third division, Twenty-third corps.
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The Ninth regiment took part in the following engagements :
Roanoke Island, N. C., Feb. 8,'62; Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62; Fort Macon, N. C., April 25, 62; Young’s Cross Roads,
N. C., July 27, '62; Rowell’s Mills, N. C., Nov. 2, ’62; Deep
Creek, N. C., Dec. 12, 62; South West Creek, N. C., Dec. 13,
62; Before Kinston, N. C., Dec. 13, °62; Kinston, N. C., Dec.
14,62; Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, ’62; Goldsboro, N. C., Dec.
17, 62; Comfort Bridge, N. C., July 6, 63; Near Winton, N.
C., July 26, 63; Deep Creek, Va., Feb. 7, °64; Deep Creek,
Va., March 1, 64; Cherry Grove, Va., April 14, 64; Port
Walthall, Va., May 6 and 7,’°64; Procters, Va., May 8, ’64;
Swift Creek, Va., May 9 and 10, 64; Drury’s Bluff, Va., May
12 to 16,’64; Cold Harbor, Va., June 3 to 12,64; Free Bridge,
Va., June 16, 64; Before Petersburg, Va., June 20 to August
24,64; Gardner's Bridge, N. C., Dec. 9,64; Foster's Bridge,
N. C., Dec. 10,’64; Butlers Bridge, N. C., Dec. 11,64; South
West Creek, N. C., March 7,’65; Wise’s Fork, N. C., March
8, 9 and 10, ’65; Goldsboro, N. C., March 21, ’65.

STaTE OF NEW JERSEY,
OFFICE OF ADJUTANT GENERAL,
TRENTON, January 11, 1888.

GENERAL J. Mapison Drake, Elizabeth, N. J. :

Sir :—In reply to yours of January 6th, asking for a copy of the order
from the secretary of war authorizing the raising of the Ninth regiment,
New Jersey infantry volunteers, with any letter or telegram relating
thereto. The foliowing is a copy of the letter of authority for the rais-
ing of said regiment. There is no telegram or other correspondence on

this subject, on file.
On the sixth of September, 1861, the following letter from the War

department was received :
“War DEPARTMENT, September 5, 1861.

‘“‘To His Excellency, CHas. S. OLDEN, Governor of New Jersey :

‘* Sm :-—You are hereby authorized to raise and organize a regiment
“ of riflemen, to be ready for marching orders in thirty days. The men
‘¢ will be mustered into the service of the United States in accordance
*‘ with General orders No. 58 and 61, herewith enclosed.
“Very respectfully, your obedient servant,
“THomas A. ScoTT,

« Assistant Secretary of War.”
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Under the authority of Act of Congress, approved July 22, 1861, and
in compliance with the provisions of the foregoing letter and general
orders, the Ninth regiment of New Jersey volunteers (riflemen) was
raised.

The General orders No. 58 and No. 61 referred to are from War de-
partment, adjutant general’s office, dated August 15 and August 19,
1861, respectively, and are but orders of general instruction for the rais-
ing and organizing and mustering of troops, and were issued to the
governors of all the states at that time. If these orders are necessary
to you I will have copies made and sent you.

Yours, respectfully,
Wim §. STRYKER,
Adjutant General of New Jersey.

In response to Governor Olden’s call, under this order, came
bright-faced men, in the hey-day of youth, from their happy
homes on the mountains, as well as from hamlets embosomed in
picturesque valleys, where freemen grow stalwart and their
souls are fired with love of country. They came from the
cabins which dot the sandy beach from Monmouth to Cape
May, from which our seamen had been accustomed to go forth
to join their associates, who ‘‘ go down to the sea in ships”? ;
from cottages by the river side, and along those artificial
streams by which commerce avoids the perils of our treacherous
coast ; from the lines of our railways which their sinewy arms
assisted to construct; from the mines whose ores were being
delved to forge instruments of war ; and they came from college,
office, workshop, mill and factory, determined to lend their best
efforts in resisting the reckless men who were striving to subvert
the nation’s liberties. Shoulder to shoulder with their patriotic
brethren of the two brigades which had preceded them to Vir-
ginia, these young men were anxious to be led from our glorious
little commonwealth to paths of honor and glory,—no bounty
or short term of service stimulating them to perform the sacfed
duty they voluntarily assumed.

The first men who volunteered to compose the Ninth regi-
ment arrived at Camp Olden, near Trenton, on the thirteenth
of September, from Newark, and received the company desig-
nation of ‘‘A.’’ They were mostly Germans, many of them
boasting of having seen military service in the Fatherland.
Major Charles A. Heckman of Phillipsburg, who had served as
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an officer in the American army in the war with Mexico, and
who had but just returned to his home from the three months’
‘campaign, (in which he had served as a captain in the First
Pennsylvania regiment,) had been placed in command of the
camp, at the urgent solicitation of the governor. A better se-
lection of commandant could not have been made, as the glori-
‘ous deeds performed by the Ninth regiment for nearly four
years on the battle fields of three southern states were ina large
measure due to the excellent instruction received from the pains-
taking major. Ofall men at Trenton, he knew how difficult it
was to manage a large body of recruits and mould them into
first-class soldiers. But however arduous and thankless the
task, he succeeded with less perplexity of mind than he had
anticipated, and in an amazing short space of time had organ-
ized, disciplined and equipped a regiment that was destined to
be the first from our state in battle, and whose valorous deeds
were forever to shine brightly on the pages of the nation’s history.

On the fifteenth of October, the ceremony of mustering the
last of the twelve companies (which number composed the
Ninth), was performed, and from that time until the command
left the state for the seat of war, there was no relaxation from
duty on the part of officers or men—the work of drilling, guard
duty, dress parades, and reviews being constant. Major Heck-
man inspected the recruits on their arrival in camp, and fre-
quently expressed his admiration upon the admirable appear-
ance of the men, declaring that the material was the best he
had ever seen, and that they would, with proper training, ac-
quit themselves in a creditable manner, no matter in what situ-
ation they might be placed by the fortunes of war.

Most favorable reports of the strength and character of the
Ninth having reached Washington, the secretary of war re-
quested the governor to ‘‘forward it without delay.’’ But
while the men of the Ninth were anxious to proceed to the seat
of war, and bear their part in the final settlement which many
thought close at hand, Major Heckman advised that the com-
mand ‘‘do not leave the state until supplied with serviceable
arms,’’ the men having at first been provided with old Belgian
rifles, both cumbersome and unreliable.
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The governor promptly coincided with the major, and notify-
ing the national authorities of his decision in the matter, Spring-
field rifles (army pattern) were shortly afterwards sent on to
Trenton. Officers and men were delighted at the change of
arms, and when the regiment appeared on dress parade for the
first time with the new and handsome rifle, a feeling of intense
pride took possession of all—the glistening of the bright barrels
in the setting November sun adding to the general joy. A
range was established for target practice, and scores were made
that would put many sharpshooters of the present day to blush.
Many men in the Ninth, (without the present new-fangled the-
ories,) were able to hit the du// at two hundred yards and five
hundred yards, having been accustomed to the use of the rifle
from boyhood. So thoroughly proficient did a respectable per-
centage of the men become with the new rifle, that when the
regiment went into camp at Meridian Hill, Washington, the
crack shots of the Berdan regiment, encamped near by, declined
to compete with them.

One morning in the early part of November, the regiment was
formed on the parade-ground, and an order read by the adjutant
that one W. J. was to be expelled for conduct unbecoming an
American soldier. In a moment the ranks were opened, and
the front rank faced to the rear, when an ear-piercing fife and a
couple of drums, heard on the left of the line, announced that
the doleful ceremony had commenced. The prisoner, with
shaved head, pinioned arms and downcast look, marched be-
tween files of men carrying their rifles in an inverted manner so
that he was encircled with bayonets. Nota sound broke the
stillness of the beautiful forenoon, save the strains of the mu-
sicians who played the ‘‘Rogue’s march” with astonishing
vigor. As the fellow passed the men in either rank fastened
their eyes upon him, but none looked with gity—all believing
that he merited the signal disgrace, and that the command was
better off without him. As he passed out of camp at the guard-
house a number of hoodlums from Trenton saluted the recreant
with contemptuous cries. Never again was it found necessary
to carry out such a sentence in the Ninth regiment.

Rev. Mr. Hale, on behalf of the citizens of Pennington, pre-
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sented Company F with a handsome silk flag, which Captain
Curlis pledged himself to take good care of.

Mr. John Kean of Elizabeth presented each member of Com-
pany K with a neat copy of the book of Common Prayer.

A pair of mittens was given to each man in the regiment—
the same having been forwarded by the ladies of New Jersey.
As most of them were excessively large, the men had no alterna-
tive except to use them for head-dresses while sleeping.

Company K received a beautiful flag from the citizens of
Elizabeth, Rev. Mr. Haley making the speech of presentation.
Shortly afterwards we found we had no more use for the flag
than for the mittens, as a regiment is permitted to carry but
two colors, and they were provided by the state. But we took
everything that was offered, even if we had to throw the articles
away after reaching the field of action. While the first regi-
ments were forming, the young soldiers received all sorts of
things from friends at home, but they were abandoned at first
opportunity.

Joseph W. Allen, who had been commissioned as colonel of
the Ninth, was a gentleman widely known and much esteemed.
He had been educated as a civil engineer, for which he pos-
sessed qualifications of a high order, but he had had no military
training, and in camp gave his attention to the equipping of the
men, leaving the administration and instruction of the regiment
to his able and indefatigable major, who was commissioned lieu-
tenant-colonel on the third of December—the day previous to
the departure of the regiment for the national capital.

The Ninth was moulded into a first-class command in about
six weeks, at the end of which time it was ready for any ser-
vice the government might ask it to perform. ‘The men had
been hardened by drill in camp, by guard duty, and by long
marches on the roads leading into the country, and when the
regiment with its eleven hundred and fifty-nine men paraded
in Trenton, a few days previous to its departure from the state,
a spectacle was presented that has had no parallel since. No
such body of men had ever before been banded together in New
Jersey, and when company after company with perfect pre-
cision filed past, the populace had nothing but favorable com- -
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ment and generous applause. The sight was inspiriting—one
that will never be forgotten by those who witnessed or partici-
pated in it.

A company of ‘‘home-guards ’’ quartered at the arsenal—a
pretty safe place during the war—came out on the turnpike to
meet and escort the regiment into the city, and as the command
marched by stood at ‘‘ present arms.’’ It was never known to
the rank and file of the Ninth why the colonel commanding
did not halt and form line, and thus allow the ambitious militia-
men to precede the regiment, but he kept straight on and
marched over the prescribed route, leaving the ‘‘ home-guards ”’
to retrace their steps back to the arsenal at their convenience
and pleasure. The ‘‘slight,’’ as the militiamen afterwards
called it, was never forgotten by the heroic men who sacrificed
so much for their country by serving a few weeks at the arsenal.

No such parades as the Ninth made at Camp Olden had ever
been seen there, and many citizens of Trenton visited camp
regularly to view them. Major Heckman was fortunate in
having for Adjutant Abram Zabriskie. This young officer,
imbued with the spirit of his commander, performed his arduous
duties in a masterly manner, winning encomiums from all.

. Life was very pleasant at Camp Olden, notwithstanding the
fact that the men were kept closely within its limits. So thor-
oughly had the idea of a soldier’s duty been impressed upon
us, that all—officers and men—regarded any violation of orders
as a heinous crime. Friends came daily to see those who were
dear to them—often lingering until night fall—before taking
their departure, and those who were deprived from visiting
camp sent boxes of good things which oftentimes were gener-
ously turned over to the company mess. I saw less selfishness
in the Ninth regiment during my term of more than three
years with it, than in any other organization or society I ever
associated with, if I may except the Elizabeth Veteran Zouaves,
in which command there was a sprinkling of the Ninth’s old
members.

Early in November we heard that our fleet had captured
Port Royal, S. C., and before our cheers had subsided a cannon
on the parade-ground joined in the glad, refrain, continuing
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until a national salute had set its seal of approbation on the
heroic conduct of our gallant tars.

Among the distinguished bodies that visited our camp was
the grand lodge of Odd Fellows, headed by Judge Cleaver of
Newark, who, after witnessing the evening parade, paid a high
tribute to the command, declaring that he had never before
looked upon a more robust or patriotic body of young men.
Colonel Allen, in responding, thanked the distinguished gen-
tlemen for their visit as well as for the kind words uttered.

The two weeks immediately prior to the departure of the
regiment from the state were occupied in putting the finishing
touches on our military education, it being generally believed
that we should have no other opportunity of receiving instruc-
tion in camp, previous to actual engagement with the enemy.
For a week we were in readiness to move forward, the men
meanwhile being in a terrible state of uncertainty owing to the
countermanding of orders. At that time we all thought it
dreadfully provoking to be so disappointed, but long ere we had
served our four years under the Ninth’s colors, we had become
accustomed to annoyances, beside which those at Camp Olden
were highly pleasurable.

Wednesday, December fourth, 1861, will ever be memorable
in the history of the men of the Ninth, as before daylight on
the morning of that beautiful day we were awakened from our
slumbers by the blasts of ten buglers, and summoned to prepare
for a march. In half an hour we had partaken of coffee and
dry bread—the last meal that hundreds of those brave boys
were destined ever to enjoy in New Jersey—and ‘‘striking”’
tents, which were loaded upon our own wagons, formed line
and were marching towards Trenton just as the sun came up
over the sand hills to kiss and cheer us on our way.

Despite the early hour hundreds of persons assembled at the
point of embarkation to witness our departure. It required
three lengthy trains of cars to convey our twelve companies,
horses, wagons, ambulances, etc., and as the cars moved away,
bells were rung, whistles blown, handkerchiefs waved and
cheers given. There is always more or less delay in the move-
ment of troops by rail or water, and in this case .there was no
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exception to the rule, as all along the route to Camden there
were interminable delays.

At Bordentown and Burlington the excitement among the
people was intense—the inhabitants being the neighbors and
friends of Colonel Allen, whom they had ever honored and
whose words of wisdom they had devotedly followed. None in
that multitude on that joyous occasion imagined that in less
than three weeks that stalwart and handsome form, so proud,
so strong and vigorous, would be bent in death—that he who
was so zealous to serve his country, and selected to aid in strik-
ing a terrible blow at her enemies, would perish in a remorse-
less sea, that swallows up alike the hero and the faint-hearted.

Crossing the Delaware river at Camden, we landed in Phila-
delphia at dusk, marching direct to the Cooper refreshment sa-
loon, where, after a refreshing wash, a meal that satisfied all
wants was partaken of. A Philadelphia paper, noticing the
arrival of the Ninth, said :—‘‘ The men looked finely, as though

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THE NINTH IN PHILADELPHIA.

amply fed and cared for, and are just that kind of material
that the rebels will most have occasion to avoid. The Jersey-
man is su¢ generis. Hecan turn his hand to anything, from
digging a trench to burning charcoal, and after a little drilling
makes the best soldier in the world. He is down on all flum-
mery and nonsense, and, having the proper confidence in his
officers, would march, if ordered, into the mouth of a volcano.
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The men were mostly in a comfortable way of living, and take
to arms from the early reminiscences of Trenton, Princeton and
Monmouth, and a pure love for the country that guarantees the
permanence of their liberties. The men of this regiment,
twelve hundred strong, are different, in the respect with which
they regarded their officers, from any others we have seen.
They are alike decorous and dignified, and nothing could have
exceeded their appreciation of the kindness of the refreshment
committee.’’

At ten o’clock we embarked on trains, and shortly after sun-
rise next morning, reached the monumental city, through
whose streets we proceeded with band playing and colors wav-
ing. How different the greeting we received from that extended

_the patriotic men who, without a moment’s warning, left their
business and everything most dear, at the outbreak of the war,
and hastened to the defence of the national capital. Now, a
great majority of the citizens of Baltimore, no matter from what
cause, vied with each other in welcoming the defenders of the
national government and its starry flag, and no battalion was
allowed to pass through without partaking of refreshments,
provided through the liberality and under the auspices of the
Union refreshment committee.

The men being notified to assemble at noon, were allowed to
look about the city until that time, when we embarked in com-
fortless cars, and after a dreary all-night ride, landed under the
shadow, as it were, of the national capitol at an early hour Fri-
day morning. It was with great satisfaction that the regiment
marched into a capacious building near by, known as the ‘‘Sol-
diers’ Rest,’’ where cheerful blazing fires and an abundance of
hot coffee and fresh bread awaited us.

It was high-noon when the ‘‘ assembly ’’ sounded for the for-
mation of the regiment, and shortly afterwards the line of
march was taken up for a camp on the Bladensburg turnpike—
two miles outside the city, where, ere the roseate sun sank from
view, we were almost as comfortably situated as at Camp Olden.
True, we had no straw with which to fill our ticks, but readily
adapting ourselves to the situation, procured an abundance of
dried leaves on which we reposed with satisfaction and genuine
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pleasure, sleeping as tranquilly as though our beds were com-
posed of down.

December 7.,—The buglers woke us bright and early, and many
answered roll-call in no very cheerful frame of mind, being cold
and quite stiff in their joints—the trip from New Jersey having
nearly exhausted them. For the first time they began to real-
ize that in soldiering for one’s country there was another side
besides the playful one. Heretofore, while attentive to duty,
they had experienced no particular hardships—nothing more
than a drenching in the rain while on guard, or uncomfortable
rest and broken sleep at night. But now they were in the
tented field, far from home—no loved ones to soothe and caress.
Dire war was their occupation now, and must be until the end,
be it sooner or later.

Heavy artillery firing in Virginia, plainly heard at camp, re-
minds us of the profession we have voluntarily assumed, and
many wonder if ‘‘Little Mac’’ had at last decided to engage
the enemy at Manassas. ‘he men frequently expressed the
hope that the Army of the Potomac would not move forward
until the Ninth was allowed to join it. For over six months
this grand army had been preparing for its ‘‘on to Richmond ’’
movement, and although it lacked for nothing, it was kept in
continued idleness. Before another six months had rolled round
its idolized commander was known as the ‘‘ great unready.’’
He fitfully threw away golden opportunities—such as few men
ever had.

The new major of the regiment—Captain James Wilson, of
Hlizabeth,—joined us to-day, coming over from Virginia, where
he left his company, ‘‘A’’ of the Second New Jersey, and in
the afternoon he exercised the left wing in battalion drill. He
had been considered a thorough company drill-master at home,
but the Ninth had become so thoroughly proficient in Casey’s
tactics under the intelligent and assiduous instruction of Lieu-
tenant-Colonel Heckman that the rotund and at times jocose
major soon ascertained that but little had been left for him to
do in this direction. She major, who balanced the scales at
something like two hundred and seventy-five pounds, was unfit-
ted for active campaigning.
WELCOMED AT THE NATIONAL CAPITAL. 17

Although encamped within plain sight of Washington,
Georgetown and Arlington Heights, we were kept strictly with-
in the limits of camp, neither officers or men being allowed to
leave. The strictest discipline prevailed, and every soldier
knowing his duty was expected to perform it cheerfully. Visit-
ors bestowed many compliments upon the command, remarking
its neatness in equipments and apparel, as well as its accuracy
and precision in drill—at which the men were kept several
hours each day. No other command in its vicinity performed
so much work, and for a time the men of the Ninth considered
that almost too much was required of them—especially as they
daily saw large squads from regiments near by, going to and
returning from the city. But we all, not very long afterwards,
saw the benefits of this unceasing care and attention on the part
of our commanding officer—our perfection in drill giving us ab-
solute confidence in each other. As Colonel Allen had been
placed in command of contiguous regiments—the Highty-fifth,
FKighty-sixth and Sixty-fourth New York regiments, together
with the Ninth—Ljieutenant-Colonel Heckman commands the
regiment.

December 14.—The regiment was aroused an hour before day-
light, and provided with an early breakfast, and as there was
an unsual stir at the surrounding camps, many surmised that
the much talked-of and long-expected order to proceed to Vir-
ginia or some point where fighting was to be done was about
to be issued. But nothing of the kind! After two hours’ hard
drilling we were directed to polish our shoes, neatly brush our
uniforms and fall in on the parade-ground, from which we at
once marched to Meridian Hill, where twelve regiments, com-
posing the division of General Silas Casey, were already drawn
up for review. But few in the Ninth had ever seen so many
troops in line, which made the spectacle all the more brilliant
and wonderful tothem. Nocommand in that host was so strong
as the Ninth, and as it passed in review with the long swinging
step which afterwards made it famous in more than one army,
a buzz of admiration was heard among the staff and the hun-
dreds who had gathered to see the magnificent sight. Among
the spectators was Major-General Ambrose E. Burnside, who,
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as was afterwards ascertained, became so highly pleased with
the fine appearance and conduct of the Ninth that he at once
made personal application for its assignment to his command,
which all the world then knew he was preparing for a descent
upon some point along the Atlantic coast. After the review the
entire division marched down to the city, and through its prin-
cipal streets, to the great joy of the people, who manifested their
delight by hearty applause. The press spoke particularly of
the Ninth, declaring that while it was numerically the strongest
regiment that had come to the city, it was also composed of su-
perior material, and admirably drilled and disciplined. The
generous comments caused the men of the Ninth to feel a just
pride in their organization, and stimulated them to renewed ex-
ertions and gentlemanly conduct. In fact, so much had been
said in praise of the command, that a few days afterwards, on
the nineteenth, when we removed our camp to Meridian Hill,
the Ninth again marched through the city, passing the White
House, at the special request of the President—the immortal
LincoLN—who smilingly reviewed us.

Before the sun had sunk in the west, we were again inhabit-
ing our tents, which, owing to the continued delightful weather,
proved pleasant and attractive. The glorious days enabled us
to perfect ourselves in drill—the ground being hard and dry.
True, the dried turf and leafless trees indicated the near ap-
proach of the period when pitiless storms would sweep over the
beautiful hill we occupied, but we had already learned to be
philosophic, and accept gracefully whatever situation we found
ourselves in.

December 22.—A most disagreeable storm set in, continuing
two days, rendering our tents almost uninhabitable—Jupiter
Pluvius, seemingly, having opened all the valves at one time.
The wind blew strong from the northeast, in the midst of which
the men were compelled to turn out and dig trenches, to pre-
vent the flood from deluging their places of abode. Fora day
or two drilling was out of the question, owing to the mud—the
depth and tenacity of which I had never seen equalled. It was
our first taste of mud, and gave us an accurate idea of the in-
conveniences and discomforts suffered by our troops in Virginia.
Our First HonipAy. 19

The ceremony of ‘‘ guard-mounting,’”’ always an enlivening
spectacle, continued each morning, despite the rigorous weather,
but no one, not detailed for the duty, ventured out to witness it.

December 24.—‘‘ All officers and men of this command not
detailed for guard to-morrow will be excused from duty,’’ was
the order read by Adjutant Zabriskie on dress parade this even-

-ing. Had it been allowable, a joyous shout would have rent
the air, but all ebullition must be suppressed until such time as
the companies marched regularly to their quarters, and were
dismissed by their first sergeants—then the men gave way to
the exuberance that had been pent up, and laid plans for the
Christian holiday.

December 25.—Christmas. Although far from home and pe-
culiarly situated, the day was passed in a merry and profitable
manner by the men—many of whom had received boxes of
good things from thoughtful friends in New Jersey. The
lieutenant-colonel commanding, having the utmost confidence
in the men, allowed them great liberty, which was taken advan-
tage of, hundreds visiting the city and places of amusement,
and at roll-call that night, held at eleven o’clock, when all fur-
loughs expired, every man was reported ‘‘ as present for duty.”’
The men had been educated to understand that the more ex-
emplary in their behavior the greater would be their liberties.

December 26.—An incident occurred on battalion drill this
forenoon that will never be forgotten by those who were privi-
leged to witness it. The regiment had been massed in column
by division at half-distance to the eminent satisfaction of Lieu-
tenant-Colonel Heckman, when he ordered ‘‘on first division,
deploy column—left face—march !’” The movement had hard-
ly been completed, when a piercing fife and muffled drums, fol-
lowed by a small company of soldiers, approached with meas-
ured tread. It was a funeral procession—that of a soldier—
whose mortality was being borne to its last resting place on
earth by his companions-in-arms. As the sad cortegé neared
the front of our long line, Colonel Heckman ordered ‘‘ Present
arms!’’ in which respectful position we remained until the
mournful company had passed. It was by such thoughtful acts
that the men had learned to love the commandant, whose con-
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tant aim had been to win their esteem and confidence. And
never did any officer have these more thoroughly. On dress
parade this evening the Ninth, for the first time, carried the
beautiful silken colors—a gift from the state—received the pre-
vious day. No one at that moment thought that in less
than six weeks these beautiful colors would be torn into tatters
by shot and shell, and stained by the blood of brave men in two
desperate battles, and yet such proved to be the case.

December 28.—General Casey reviewed the division this after-
noon, after which he marched it down to the city, and through
its principal streets to the joy and satisfaction of thousands who
lined the wide thoroughfares. We returned to camp in the
evening, covered with dust, but well pleased with the diversion.
These frequent reviews were portentious to the knowing ones
in the regiment, who constantly asserted them to be preliminary
to active campaigning. ‘The air was filled with all sorts of
rumors—of the same general kind we heard everywhere until
the end of the war.

December 30.—Inspection and muster to-day—our first exper-
ience. Our clothing, arms and equipments—all that could be
desired—merited complimentary remarks from the inspector.
During the night large government stables, half a mile from
camp, were destroyed by fire, a large number of cavalry horses
being consumed. Many of the animals, after escaping, in great
fright, ran in every direction, creating a panic in some parts of
the city.
1862.

January r.—‘‘ Happy New Vear!’’ was the cheerful saluta-
tion between officers and men, but to how many of us would it
be a happy one? How many be spared, through God’s provi-
dence, to witness its close—none of mortal birth can answer.
At five minutes before twelve o’clock (midnight) the bands of
the various regiments, which in cantonment lay around us,
commenced patriotic airs, continuing the concert for more than
half an hour. Discharges of heavy cannon in the works on
the south side of the Potomac, at the same time announced in
thundering accents that the old year had passed away—giving
birth to the new. Prayer-meeting was held in the field officers’
mess-tent, all who attended se¢ming impressed with the solemn
services, which consisted” of prayers and hymn-singing, and
many implored the Redeemer to inspire them with a firm de-
termination to love and serve Him while life endured.

January 3.—The regiment was paid off in full to-day by Ma-
jor Thomas S. Allison, ex-secretary of state of New Jersey—
each private receiving twenty-six dollars, ¢hzrteen dollars per
month, most of which was immediately sent by the men to their
families through the kind courtesy of Mr. Jonathan Cook, of
Trenton, state agent, who had visited camp for that purpose.
It was announced in orders, read on dress parade this evening,
that the Ninth had been attached to the brigade of Brigadier-
General Jesse IL. Reno, and that it would proceed without delay
to Annapolis, to become part and parcel of Burnside’s expedi-
tion. This news was most welcome and raised our spirits to
the highest degree. We cared not for the dangers which might
beset us, nor for the privations that must be endured ; it was
sufficient that we were to go into the active service we had been
pining for. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. Kitchen
fires, liberally provided with fuel, blazed brightly throughout
our camp, while down at the guard-house the ‘‘off’’ reliefs
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were having a good time in burning an effigy of ‘‘Jeff”’ Davis
—the band playing and the men singing patriotic songs:
“We'll hang ‘Jeff’ Davis on a sour apple tree,”’ etc.

January g.—Routed out at an unusually early hour this morn-
ing, the men partook of a hearty breakfast, packed knapsacks,
throwing away all superfluous articles, whether of ornament or
wear, and ‘‘struck tents’’ in obedience to orders. Line was
formed, and headed by our band, which had recently acquired
a new tune, and followed by our wagon train, we took up the
line of march, proceeding to the depot, where we embarked on
cars in waiting to Annapolis, Maryland. The weather, colder
than any we had experienced, caused some suffering, but all
bore up bravely—the prospect of fresh fields and pastures new
animating all hearts. At the ancient capital of Maryland, a
dingy town, we found a number of regiments encamped. They
gave us a hearty welcome as we entered the government
grounds, which in the summer season must be very pleasant,
but in the winter season is far from inviting, owing to its expo-
sure from the bay. Some companies occupied buildings that
night, while others remained in the cars, and next morning all
gladly marched on board ships lying at the commodious wharf.

January 5.—Companies A, C, D, E, H, I and M, with the
band, and field and staff, embarked on board the ship ‘‘ Ann
E. Thompson ’’—the remaining companies, B, F, G, K and L,
with the major, going on the brig ‘‘ Dragoon.’ Although it
was Sunday, there was nothing at Annapolis to remind one of the
sanctity of the day—everything being bustle, if not confusion.
Some vessels were being supplied with rations and water, while
others were receiving ammunition, artillery and horses. ‘The
sight was highly enlivening, and I could not help contrasting
the evidences of a well-devised plan, with boundless resources,
of executing the will of the master spirit that directed and
governed, with those that forcibly impressed themselves on me
in the early days of the previous spring, when the three months’
Jersey brigade arrived here on propellers, in the midst of a
dreary storm, after a very unpleasant voyage from Trenton.
Then we had insufficient clothing, and were without great-
coats. We had just left our peaceful avocations, and our mili-
A THRILLING SCENE. 23

tary training was very imperfect. Now, all was changed.
‘The men were warmly clothed and armed in a superior manner.
In the first campaign we had old-fashioned muskets, dangerous
alike to friend and foe, while the commissariat was execrable
through the stupidity of our quartermasters, or because of their
desire to become wealthy by peculation. Beardless boys in the
Ninth, confident that the righteous cause in which they have
engaged will triumph, were resolved to do valiant service in
crushing their country’s foes, and there was not a man in the
regiment but exulted in the early prospect of meeting face
to face those who were seeking to overthrow their liberties.
They were prepared to go forward with undaunted hearts, all
feeling a willingness to do their full duty no matter how great
the perils which might environ them.

During the day soldiers of other commands had the range of
the town for the purpose of procuring necessary articles before
leaving, but General Burnside had taken the precaution to order
the closing of all grog-shops. As usual, every soldier, who had
money, felt in duty bound to buy twice as many articles as he
needed, and, not content with paper, ink, pens, pipe and to-
bacco, must load himself down with an extra pair of boots, a
fiddle, an accordeon, or some such instrument, useful for amuse-
ment, certainly, but not convenient or desirable on a long march
or on a field of battle. Unfortunately the holy day did not pass
without an accident of a fatal character. A couple of soldiers
were seated in an oyster saloon, when a companion entered, and
espying a rifle in a corner of the room, playfully seized it, and
while going through ‘‘charge bayonet,’’ directly in front of
the seated ones, it exploded, the ball passing through the head
of Thomas Butler of the Twenty-third Massachusetts regiment.

January 6,—To-day the two ships containing the twelve com-
panies of the Ninth were unmoored, and towed out into the
stream, the men beginning a new life. As the days passed, the
men grew lazy, most of them, having no exercise, being greatly
afflicted with exnuz.

Early in the evening, a scene of terrible excitement occurred
in the fleet. ‘The stern-wheel steamer ‘‘ Union,’’ which was
kept busy in going around the harbor, in the capacity of a
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lighter, came up the river directly across the path of several
small boats running from their respective vessels to the shore:
When directly opposite the steamer ‘‘Cossack,’’ the ‘‘ Union”’
ran down and demolished a surf-boat filled with soldiers belong-
ing to the Twenty-seventh Massachusetts regiment. A chill of
horror ran through every one who witnessed it. By the prompt
action of an officer on the ‘‘Cossack,’’ boats were lowered and
sent to the spot, when all except one poor fellow were saved.

January 9.—It was with a feeling of relief that we witnessed
the raising of the huge anchors early this morning, and as the
snowy canvas was unfurled overhead, and the ships glided
noiselessly away, under the influences of a gentle breeze, cheer
after cheer from our compatriots on other vessels, mingled with
the music of bands, awoke all from their lethargy, and reminded
us that at last we were en voute to Dixie’s land. Out upon the
broad bosom of the majestic Chesapeake—an ocean to all in-
tents and purposes—our ships darted along like things of life,—
nothing occurring to disturb the monotony until night, when,
after a storm, in which we were roughly tossed upon the angry
billows, a dense fog arose which necessitated our ‘‘ dropping
to’’ and anchoring for several hours, when we proceeded on our
way, coming safely to anchor next day under the frowning em-
battlements of grim-visaged Fortress Monroe. Hampton Roads,
in which the armada quietly lay at anchor, presented a pictur-
esque and animating scene.

January ro.—last evening all the vessels were illuminated,
and the music of the numerous bands, with the songs of the
troops, was soul-stirring in the extreme. The calm, placid
water, and the bright silvery moon added splendor to the occa-
sion. Long after retreat was sounded did the soldiers on the
ramparts and their brethren afloat break the stilly night with
their enthusiastic huzzas. It was a sight never to be forgotten.

January r2.—Sunday. Weighed anchor at daylight, and were
soon afterwards riding the billowy deep—the blue Atlantic—
the fleet resembling in its conformity a huge anaconda. ‘Those
least accustomed to the sea thoroughly enjoyed the sail until
noon-time, when an adverse wind made the water very
‘‘choppy,’’ and greatly impeded our progress. All through
 

COL. JOSEPH W, ALLEN
A TERRIBLE CALAMITY. 25

the afternoon and long, dreary night, the ships were enabled to
make but little headway, but next morning the wind veering
around in a favorable direction, the vessels sped along as we
could have wished. Shortly after noon we saw a long, low,
narrow strip of sand on our starboard bow, and late in the day
anchored off Hatteras—the two ships with the Ninth on board,
lying a mile or so distant from each other—neither being able
to enter the inlet. Fears had been entertained that the ships
would be blown ashore, during a gale that prevailed for two
days, and although a flag had been turned Union down, (a sig-
nal of distress,) no attention seemed to be paid to it by those in
the harbor. The preservation of the two ships, many thought,
was due more to the protection of Providence than to any zeal
exhibited by the pilots, whose duty it was to relieve us. On
the morning of the day on which the ‘‘ Dragoon’? reached a
place of safety, we saw a large side-wheeled steamer ashore, some
distance below. ‘The angry waves dashed over it with terrific
force. We knew it was a wreck, but were in utter ignorance of
the fate of those, who, but a few hours previous, had guided the
stately vessel within sight of its destination only to witness its
‘destruction on a bleak and inhospitable coast. While all hoped
that soldiers and sailors had been rescued, or invoking the pro-
tection of Him who calmed the tempest by the utterance of
simple words, had heroically and successfully reached the deso-
late shore, we feared that they had been swallowed by the re-
morseless waves. But the dangers that environed us allowed
little time to dwell on the miseries of others. Why grieve for
those who, haply, need no sympathy, having attained eternal
felicity? The gale continued with increasing violence, the cold
wind howling fiercely, as it hurled the sea mountains high, toss-
ing our gallant vessels with precious cargoes in a manner
adapted to excite the fears of the most intrepid. -Many men, by
the violent motion of the ships, were thrown out of their bunks.
‘To sleep was impossible, as it required considerable exertion to
maintain one’sequilibrium. But, thanks toa merciful Providence,
who watches alike the infant in his pleasant chamber and his
patriotic sire when dangers surround him and hardships oppress,
the men of the Ninth survived the manifold horrors of the night.
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January 15.—The wind having moderated, and the sea some-
what calmed, Colonel Allen, Lieutenant-Colonel Heckman, Sur-
geon Weller, Adjutant Zabriskie, and Quartermaster Keys, pro-
ceeded in a small boat from the ‘‘Ann E. Thompson’’ to Gen-
eral Burnside’s headquarter boat in the harbor, to report the
arrival of the command, and to ask for assistance in getting the
ships into the haven of security. Concluding their business,
the colonel and his patty started upon the return trip, and were
speedily and skillfully rowed by a vigorous crew, commanded
by the second mate, towards the ship. All went well until the
breakers were reached, when suddenly, without a moment’s
warning, a huge wave rose out of the sea, bursting over the
bow, sweeping to the stern, unshipped the oars, nearly swamp-
ing the staunch little craft. Despite the mishap, officers and
crew retained their presence of mind, maintaining the upright-
ness of the boat, nearly half filled with water. But while con-
gratulating themselves on their good luck, a second breaker
threw the little craft in the air, precipitating all its occupants
into the foaming sea. An agonizing scene followed. Colonel
Heckman and Adjutant Zabriskie, expert swimmers, thinking
nothing of the dangers which surrounded them, nobly went to
the assistance of Colonel Allen and Surgeon Weller, who were
battling for life in the angry surf, but owing to the exceeding
roughness of the water, and their own exhaustion, were com-
pelled to leave them to their fate. Colonel Allen, although a very
heavy man, was a good swimmer, but being encumbered with an
india-rubber coat and a tight-fitting uniform, soon became ex-
hausted by the great efforts which he made to save himself.
Finding that he could not much longer support himself, he said
tothe lieutenant-colonel and adjutant : ‘‘Icannotstand this much
longer—take care of yourselves.’’ And, as he vainly strove to
gain the shore near by, he was doubtless ready to exclaim :

“Tl crawl
To yonder bank. Oh, that it were the deck
“Of some great admiral, and I alone
Boarding amidst a hundred swords! the breach
Of some strong citadel, and I the first
To mount in the cannon’s mouth. I was brave once.
Oh! for the common undistinguished death
Of battle, pressed by horses’ heels, or crushed
By falling towers !’
At REs?r. 27

The sailors had meanwhile endeavored to right the upturned
boat, but this they had failed to accomplish, the heavy swells.
bobbing it about like a cork. Colonel Heckman and the adju-
tant, by dint of great exertion at length reached the craft, which
was fast drifting to sea, and notwithstanding their condition,
managed to raise a piece of apparel tied to an oar which they
secured, and thus attracted attention from the crew of the
steamer ‘‘ Patuxent,’’ which vessel at once hastened to their
rescue. Colonel Heckman was prostrated for several days, and
at one time his life was despaired of. ‘The bodies of Colonel
Allen, the surgeon and mate of the ship were recovered late in
the afternoon of the same day, and next day the bodies of our
beloved officers, enwrapped in canvas, completely coated with
tar and sand, temporarily interred on Hatteras’ cheerless bank,
where the wild waves chanted solemn requiems—Company B
being entrusted with paying the last sad rites to the memory of
departed worth.

In February all that was mortal of Colonel Allen and Sur-
geon Weller arrived at Trenton, a regiment of militia, under
Colonel William Napton, escorting the remains to the state
house—each hearse being drawn by four horses. State street,
through which the mournful cortegé passed with measured tread
and saddening strains, was crowded with people. The caskets,
covered with the American flag, were carried into the Senate
chamber, where they were viewed by thousands of citizens dur-
ing the afternoon. Brief religious exercises were held in the
chamber at eight o’clock next morning, after which the caskets:
were again escorted to the railroad station—Colonel Allen’s
body being taken to Bordentown by a committee from the leg-
islature, and Dr. Weller’s remains to Paterson for interment.

Almost at the outset of their career in the service of their
country, these officers, around whom clustered so many precious
hopes—whose lives seemed then of incalculable value to the
command, had received their ‘‘discharge’’ from service here
below, and been summoned to answer roll-call on high. It was
a severe and painful blow to the regiment, occasioning gloom,
but the decree was unalterable—the fiat of an inscrutable Prov-
idence had gone forth—and no tears, no sorrows, would bring
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the loved and brave ones back. It in some degree alleviated
the grief of the men to know that the bodies of the colonel and
surgeon had been rescued from that vast cemetery—the sea—to
be deposited in sacred ground, with appropriate rites, to rest,
undisturbed until the morning of a glorious resurrection.
January 16.—The white-haired captain of the ‘‘ Dragoon,’’
on which were five companies, having lost faith, the men nat-
urally became despondent, feeling that they had been left to
their fate, and it was only when a steamer was seen approach-
ing, that their anxiety was relieved, and hope dawned. It was
the ‘‘ Patuxent,’’ and joyously was she hailed—safety appeared
before us. Owing to the roughness of the sea, it was found a
difficult task to attach a hawser, but this was finally accom-
plished, anchor raised, and the bow of our vessel headed
towards the inlet, unbounded joy giving place to depression.
It was nearly dusk when the ‘‘ Dragoon’’ reached the ‘‘ white-
caps,’? through which it must pass before entering the harbor.
The old captain of the brig, in whom all had reposed implicit
confidence, stood in a commanding place at the bow, intently
watching his vessel’s movement, and signalling to the sturdy
man atthe wheel. It was a moment of supreme suspense. The
‘*Patuxent’’ had dashed safely through, although it was toss-
ing like a cockle-shell, and in another moment the brig would
be safe, and pzens of joy might be sung. No one on board
cared for the mighty wave which raised our staunch craft sky-
ward, but when it rolled under us and dashed on towards the
shore, lowering our ship upon the sandy bottom of the ocean,
and crack and snap went its towering masts and ribbed sides,
a feeling took possession of the men that turned thefr exuber-
ance into fear and trembling, and before we fully realized the
terrors of our new situation, the captain discovered the hawser
had parted, and that he, his ship and those confided to his care
were alone on the turbulent sea, upon the bottom of which the
vessel would speedily thump itself to pieces, and with night at
hand, rescue become impossible. The men, despite the new
danger, maintained the discipline for which they became famous,
and went to work to effect their own safety. Sergeant Thomas
Burnet, brave to a fault, assembled his company—B—upon the
RESCUED. 29

forward part of the main deck, and bidding his men load, fired
repeated volleys. Fora time, and the moments hung heavily,
we were fearful that our signals would not be seen or heard by
those in the harbor as the wind blew a gale from that quarter.
The brig, meantime continued to thump itself upon the bottom,
while white-crested breakers rushed unchecked on their head-
long course with a terrific sound. What a fearful suspense !
Every eye was strained toward the distant lights in the harbor ;
but all waited patiently, notwithstanding the fear of many that
the next moment would witness the destruction of the vessel.
The agony of an hour—it seemed more like an age—had
elapsed, when through the gloom boats were discerned approach-
ing—the flash of the rifles alone attracting the attention of the
noble Burnside, who, with night-glass in hand, promptly has-
tened his own vessel to the rescue. Some of the men, after
seeing themselves deserted by the steamer which had attempted
to tow them in, entertained a suspicion that treachery had actu-
ated it, and when they saw the bright lights of a vessel again
coming out to their relief, some of the more determined loaded
their rifles, and took a position, from which they could over-
look the action of the pilot, and if anything that had the ap-
pearance of treachery or cowardice on his part was observed,
they resolved to give him the contents of their rifles. But,
happily, nothing of this kind occurred, as when the out-coming
vessel neared us, Burnside, our idolized commander, was seen
clinging to a rope-ladder on its starboard side, and shortly after-
wards, a hawser was thrown aboard and fastened, and in a few
minutes all had the satisfaction of knowing that the brig was
off the bar, and being towed out into deep water. When ata
proper distance, our vessel’s bow was again headed towards the
shore and the myriad of lights within the harbor, and with a
fair start we passed ‘‘the rubicon’’—the ever dangerous
breakers—and -rode safely in smooth waters beyond—comrades
of other regiments that had preceded us giving vent to lusty
cheers, to which we responded with no uncertain sound.
January r8.—At noon to-day, owing to the violent motion of
the ship ‘‘ Ann E. Thompson,” which tossed like a chip upon
the maddened waves, the stove in the galley on the forward
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deck was forced from its fastenings, and upsetting, the coals ig-
nited the light wood-work surrounding it. In an instant heavy
black smoke from the greasy floor made its way down into the
ship’s hold, in which nearly seven hundred men were confined,
‘creating a panic. The scene which ensued beggars description.
As there was no possible egress from the lower to the upper
deck, and as the men believed the ship to be on fire, their feel-
ings can be better imagined than described. Desperate attempts
were made by some of the men to reach the upper deck by
‘climbing upon the shoulders of the yelling, struggling mass,
as it writhed under the open hatchway—shouting, swearing,
and praying. It was some time before the men who were thus
terribly frightened, could be brought to a realizing sense of
their condition. Had they been on deck, where they could
have seen the danger, instead of being huddled together below
like sardines in a tin box, no alarm would have been occasioned.

The seven companies on the ‘‘Ann E. Thompson”? also suf-
fered, not only from confined quarters, but for proper food,
wholesome water, etc. As the ship drew too much water to
cross the bar at Hatteras inlet, it was decided to lighten it by
heaving the ballast overboard, and this gave the men abundant
exercise for several days—each company taking a two hours’
turn at the labor, which was very fatiguing. The atmosphere
in the hold of the vessel had become so stifling that the men
demanded better ventilation, which was finally afforded by the
sailors setting wind-sails, lowered to the dingy hold. ‘These
contributed much to the comfort of the men, as they supplied
volumes of fresh air. On the twentieth, the ballast having been
entirely removed, the men confidently calculated upon being
towed into the harbor without delay.

January 21.—The officers of the regiment held a meeting on
the ship ‘‘Ann E. Thompson’’ to-day — Lieutenant-Colonel
Heckman in the chair, and Lieutenant Samuel Hufty acting as
secretary, when the following resolutions, reported by Captain
Henry, were adopted :

‘Wuereas, It has pleased Almighty God to take froni us our beloved
colonel and surgeon :

Resolved, That while we deeply deplore the sad fate which has de-
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prived us of their services and friendship, we bow in humble submission.
to the Divine will.

Resolved, That in all those qualities which render an officer efficient,
useful to his command, and valuable to the service of his country,
Colonel Allen was pre-eminent.

Resolved, That in the social elements of his nature, he was an exemp-
lar whose virtues we may cherish and revere. He united with singular
kindness of heart that cheerful fortitude in morhents of trial and dis-
couragement which inspired hope and confidence in those who sur-
rounded him, won their admiration, and established an enduring regard
for him in their hearts.

Resolved, That in Surgeon Weller we have lost also a friend, who, by
his uniform kindness had endeared himself to both officers and men.
His professional skill availed to the preservation of unusual good health
in the regiment, and in his private associations he was distinguished as
one worthy of the highest esteem and warmest attachment. Ever
ready with his genial wit and cheery sociality, he had soon won the so-
briquet of ‘‘ Favorite of the regiment.”

Resolved, That to the afflicted families of our lamented officers we
tender the deep sympathies of soldiers and friends. They have left to
their children noble names, and a fame of which they may be proud.

Resolved, That a copy of these resolutions be transmitted to the fam-
ilies of the deceased, to the governor of the state of New Jersey and the
principal journals of the state.

The men on the different vessels of the fleet heartily greeted
the ‘‘Ann E. Thompson’’ to-day, as she came into the haven
of security, within the harbor, in tow of a huge steamer, which
General Burnside had despatched for that purpose. The ship
started from her moorings at ten o’clock in the forenoon, but
owing to the roughness of the sea, and the fierce wind which
continued to prevail, the steamer had great difficulty in turning
her in the desired direction. At the hour of noon, however,
both vessels headed for the inlet—ten thousand men anxiously
peering seaward and wishing them a happy issue in the attempt
to get safely within the harbor. But no such good luck at-
tended the undertaking, as the big ship had no sooner reached
the fateful bar, than it struck heavily, parting the hawser at-
tached to it from the steamer. Fortunately the wind was blow-
ing from ‘‘off shore,’’ the breakers being light ; still the ship
bobbed up and down like a cork, causing the timbers to creak
and snap every time the keel struck bettom, creating considera-
ble excitement among allon board. ‘The pilot-boat, however,
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speedily returned to the ship, and, after a laborious effort, suc-
ceeded in getting it off the dreaded bar into deep water outside.
A second attempt resulted in success, for which all were de-
voutly thankful.

While the ship was tossing and bumping upon the bar, many
ludicrous incidents among the men were witnessed. Some dis-
played remarkable calmness in the face of the dangers. which
surrounded them, while others, lost to reason, ran hither and
thither, invariably getting in the way of those who were labor-
ing to preserve the vessel, by hoisting out of the hold barrels of
vinegar, pork, sugar, salt, ham, etc., which were rolled into the
foaming sea. Immense quantities of provisions were thus dis-
posed of. Lieutenant Coyte’s diary tells us that in the excite-
ment one man threw his hair-brush, comb and looking-glass
into the sea, while another tossed his pocket-book and revolver
overboard. Several excited individuals paraded the main deck,
carrying pieces of boards under their arms, hoping thereby to
save their lives in case the vessel went to pieces, while others,
believing the end to be near, sat dowr calmly and read testa-
ments. A few who had been playing ‘‘poker’’ a few minutes
before, engaged in prayer, asking loudly for help from on
high.

The trouble with our two ships was they drew too much water
to cross the bar at Hatteras, and only when the ‘‘’Thompson”’
had been lightened of her cargo was she enabled to enter the
inlet. She was of no use to the expedition after that as she
could not cross the swash, leading to Pamlico Sound. General
Burnside, before starting had been assured by the owners of
these vessels that there would be no difficulty in getting them
into the harbor—the liberal pay offered by the government en-
couraging the owners to take any risk; they would have been
pecuniarily benefited had the vessels been lost, as the govern-
ment assumed all responsibility. So great was the greed for
gain by those who had business transactions with the govern-
ment that every advantage was taken by the selfish in furnish-
ing supplies. Especially so was this the case for the first year
or two, but the great secretary of war—Stanton—and the quar-
termaster-general finally brought the speculators up with a
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round turn, when business was conducted on the correct prin-
ciple, no opportunities being given for corrupt practices. Never
before had any expedition in the history of the world had to
pass through a severer ordeal; everything seemed to combine
against it. Nature with her storms, and human nature with
her villainy. In addition to the warring elements, there was
the subtle treachery of northern traitors, who deliberately
perilled the lives of thousands for the sake of gain. Compared
to such men as some of the contractors whom the gallant Burn-
side anathematized in the bitterness of his heart, even Judas
Iscariot becomes human.

January 22,—For some days the men on the ‘‘ Dragoon ’’ had
complained of the quality of the water, served to them from
three very large tanks in the hold of the vessel, but as they did
not see how they were to obtain anything better they continued
to drink the unpalatable liquid. Finally, one of the men de-
clared he had found Aazyvs of various lengths and colors in the
stuff he had just drawn from a tank, and this discovery encour-
aged him to make an examination of the source of supply.
Climbing to the top of the most convenient tank, the enterpris-
ing scientist peered over, and after lighting the interior with a
burning match, coolly called for a pail. With this utensil he
reached down and bringing it up, descended to the deck, refus-
ing to allow any one to inspect its contents until the assistant-
surgeon, who was on board, arrived. ‘‘ Yes, boys, those are
pieces of dead rats—that’s sure,’’ he said, ‘‘and it’s a wonder
you are not all sick.’’ A further investigation revealed the fact
that the surface of the water in each of the huge tanks was
covered with the bloated bodies of hundreds of rodents. How
they got into the tanks, which reached nearly to the deck, was
a mystery to all on board, but it was thought they entered in
some way before the water was let in, some days after the ar-
rival of the brig at Annapolis. A crew was organized by Cap-
tain Castner, from Company B, and every day wholesome water
was supplied us by it from the shore and vessels in the harbor
during our stay there.

Our stay of nearly three weeks at bleak and ever-desolate
Hatteras was spiritless. The men were, of course, confined to
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the vessels, and while not exposed to the elements, sadly felt
the want of exercise. Any duty would have been considered
preferable to most of us. The long days hung heavily upon
us, and while we had ample time to write friends at home, and
take part in various games, our situation was not an enviable
one, for there was nothing to be seen except the vessels of the
fleet, the low sand bank dividing the sound in which they
rode safely at anchor, and the expanse of blue and constantly
troubled waters of the ocean beyond.

On the twenty-eighth of January the remains of Colonel
Allen and Surgeon Weller were exhumed and placed on
board the steamer ‘‘Suwanee”’ in charge of the Ninth’s chap-
lain, who was detailed to accompany the bodies to New Jer-
sey. Had not the regiment been on the eve of battle, a suita-
ble detachment would doubtless also have been sent along.

In 1863 a very fine monument was erected by the officers of
the Ninth regiment to the memory of Colonel Allen in the cem-
etery attached to Christ church, at Bordentown. The design
includes a base of six feet square, upon which rests a square
block of marble, and on this is another square block of marble,
bearing an appropriate inscription on each face. From this
arises a beautiful shaft ten feet in height, on which are carved
emblems of war, together with Masonic devices. ‘The inscrip-
tion on one side reads :

‘‘ Joseph W. Allen, colonel Ninth regiment, New Jersey Volunteers.
Drowned at Hatteras, N. C., Jan. 11, 1862, in the fifty-first year of his
age. ”

On another face—

“This monument is erected by the officers of the Ninth regiment,
New Jersey volunteers, as a tribute of grateful respect to the memory
of their first commander, who while faithfully serving his country in
the darkest hour of her peril, even to the sacrifice of his life, endeared
himself to the hearts of his whole command.”

The shaft was enclosed with a substantial iron railing and
marble posts. ‘The testimonial of esteem was gratifying to the
colonel’s family and friends.
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‘* How beautiful in death
The warrior doth appear,
Embalmed by fond affection’s breath,
And bathed in woman’s tears.”

For the past two weeks much activity has been shown in get-
ting the vessels over the ‘‘swash,’’ which lies a mile or so from
the inlet, in a northerly direction. Much skill and patience on
the part of a pilot was required to get along nicely through
what were called ‘‘guts.’? These ‘‘guts’’ or channels were
very shoal, the deepest water to be found not being over eight
feet deep. Seven or eight steam tugs were sometimes necessary
to get another vessel off the sand bars, which seemed to shift
at every turn or two of the tide. When the Confederates evac-
uated Hatteras they destroyed all the buoys, and although
many of them had been replaced, it will take years before reg-
ular channels can again be established.

January 31.—The seven companies of the Ninth were trans-
ferred to-day from the ‘‘Ann E. Thompson,’’ which, it had
been discovered, wouid be unable to get over the ‘‘swash”’
into Pamlico Sound, to the side-wheel steamer ‘‘George Pea-
body.’”? This movement, together with manifest activity
throughout the fleet, awoke us from prevailing lethargy, and
convinced us that the expedition was about ready to start upon
its mission—-wherever that might be. There was much specu-
lation as to our destination, and an old map or two found on
board, were diligently studied by the officers, as well as the
rank and file. ‘To most of the men but two points seemed likely
to engage our attention—one was Newbern, at the confluence
of the Neuse and Trent rivers—the other Roanoke Island,
twelve miles long and three miles broad, lying in a strait,
separating the two sounds—Pamlico and Albemarle.

Corporal Samuel J. Dilks of Company K, whom we had given
up for lost, rejoined his command to-day. He had been de-
tailed at Annapolis for duty on the screw steamer ‘‘ Pocahon-
tas,’’ chartered to transport horses and munitions of war. The
vessel was unfitted for the service, but the government, com-
pelled to accept everything offered, engaged the craft, and the
rotten hulk steamed away. While on the way down the coast,
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the ‘‘ Pocohontas’’ was struck by a gale, before which it was
driven with irresistible force. ‘The night was of inky dark-
ness, rendering it impossible for those on board to see anything
about them. Despite the well-directed efforts of the brave sol-
diers and sailors on board, the steamer could not be kept with.
her head to the sea. The wind blew a hurricane—the white
waves running mountain high—it appearing to all on board
that each succeeding moment must be the last. At times the
craft lay almost becalmed between the maddened waves—at one
moment in the deep trough of the sea, the next mounted far up
on the dissolving crest of a mighty and treacherous billow.
Competent men at the wheel labored to keep the bow seawards,
with the hope that the ship would thus ride it out without
going ashore. ‘The hatches had been long since battened down,
and everything made as secure as possible—the officers pacing
the slippery deck discussing the probabilities of the ship being
saved. ‘The men on board were quiet and obedient, acting
throughout that long and terrible night in a manner worthy of
the highest commendation.

When morning broke, the sight presented was awe-inspiring.
The low-ribbed shore was but a short distance away, and the
fated vessel being swept swiftly towards it by the merciless
flood. ‘The last hope fled when a huge and resistless wave fell
upon the steamer, totally engulfing it, and extinguishing the
furnace fires. ‘The heavy bow anchor was now let go ‘‘ with a
run,’’ and as the chain rushed out of the hawser-hole, the fric-
tion was so intense that a stream of fire followed in its wake.
Would the anchor ‘‘hold’’ and keep the helpless steamer
away from the desolate shore until the storm and waves sub-
sided was now the all-absorbing question. But the fatal
moment arrived at last. With a frightful thump the craft
struck, broadside on, immense waves, quickly succeeding each
other, sweeping over it. Each incoming wave raised the
steamer to its summit, from which it would descend with light-
ning-like rapidity to the ocean’s bottom—the timbers snapping
and cracking with alarming distinctness.

The long-looked-for day had come, but it afforded little
encouragement to the distressed crew, whose instinct of self-
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preservation was alone retained. It soon became apparent that
the vessel must sooner or later be abandoned. But how could
this be done? The two small boats which had hung on the
davits were found, upon examination, to be useless, having
been stove in by the rough usage from the waves. Indeed, had
the boats been in good condition, and could they be launched,
they would not be able to live in the terrible breakers. When
despair had almost taken possession of the crew ; when each
man began to look upon the fearful and perilous situation, it
was found too horrible for contemplation ; and when the full
extent of their misery broke upon their troubled minds, they
were overwhelmed in agony.

But gradually, one of their members spoke encouragingly,
and that man proved equal to the fearful emergency. Corporal
Samuel J. Dilks, who had been detailed to superintend the
transportation of the horses, said he would swim ashore with a
line. His comrades were surprised, but from what they had
already seen of him they believed him capable of accomplish-
ing almost anything he undertook. This brave soldier put the
sailors toshame on divesting himself of coat and shoes. Speed-
ily fastening one end of a light line around his body, he stepped
boldly upon the vessel’s gunwale, and, awaiting a favorable
moment, sprang in among the foaming and angry breakers,
and by dint of great exertion, succeeded in reaching the beach
—thus raising the hopes of those whom he had left behind to
the highest pitch—the hearts of all beating wildly.

A larger sized rope was then attached to the end of the line
remaining on shipboard, and this Dilks hauled to the low,
sandy and desolate beach upon which he was standing ; then a
hawser was drawn from the stranded vessel to the shore,
through the herculean efforts of the corporal. This he was
enabled to fasten to a piece of an old spar which he discovered
near by, and which he managed to force down into the wet
sand—first digging a hole with his hands. When the shore
end had been secured, the sailors on board tightened the hawser
—then, one by one, deserted the vessel—the only mode of es-
cape being over the hawser-bridge, all reaching terra firma in
safety, although the passage was far from being safe or pleas-
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ant. Each man was subjected to fearful perils—the fierce
breakers at times breaking high over them, exposing all to re-
newed and constant dangers. ‘Ihe men were compelled to use
the utmost caution in traversing the narrow and uncertain
‘‘bridge,”’ as the hawser vibrated, tossed and rocked with ter-
rible unsteadiness.

Although the men had reached the beach without mishap,
they had not been able in their forced and hasty flight to save
anything, and all they possessed, as they stood shivering upon
the bleak coast, was upon their backs. The gale continued to
rage with unabated violence, rendering their situation anything
but an enviable one, not a sign of civilization being visible.

But what sound is that borne to them on the wings of the
wind? ‘They scan the beach, but in vain—no one, nothing is
to be seen. Again they hear an agonizing cry, and casting
their eyes seaward, to the old vessel, which continues to bounce
upon the angry waves, they, in horror, behold the old colored
female cook standing upon the deck, waving her apron, and
shrieking frantically. She had been forgotten, as it was
every man for himself. ‘The men saw that it would be impos-
sible for her to cross the ‘‘ bridge’’ and thus save herself, and
likewise that they could not render her any assistance, even
should she make up her mind to attempt the perilous enter-
prise. ‘The unfortunate vessel continued, meanwhile, to dash
up and down upon the fretful billows, rattling in a frightful
manner. At one time the craft was nearly on her beam ends,
but she soon righted. Once, it was believed, she had disap-
peared, and with her the poor cook, whose cries for ‘‘help’’
continued to be heard by those on shore. Corporal Dilks de-
clared that he would never leave until the ‘‘ old gal’? was safe.
He would “‘ bring her to the shore, or sink with her.’’ Dilks’
companions endeavored to dissuade him from returning to the
fated ship, assuring him that it would be certain destruction.
Even were he able to reach the vessel, he could not possibly
bring her through the waves, owing to her great weight—more
than two hundred and fifty pounds.

But Corporal Dilks, who had never known fear, heeded not
the objections which were constantly interposed. On the con-
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trary, every word which was said to him served to strengthen
his resolve. He deliberately walked out into the cold and
beating surf, seized the hawser with his left hand, in order to
steady himself, then commenced swimming vigorously with his
right. His movements were closely watched by his com-
panions on the shore, and when they finally saw him climb up
over the tossing vessel’s side, they greeted his exploit with
hearty cheers.

The old cook, who had been crying for ‘‘help,’’ while she
was glad to see Dilks standing by her side, declined to do as
the corporal requested—insisting that he could not carry her to
the shore. Dilks thought the woman ungrateful; but, un-
grateful or not, he was determined that she should go back
with him. Procuring a piece of rope he watched his oppor-
tunity, and seizing the obdurate female, bound her to his
back, and, despite her resistance, sprang into the yawning sea,
and almost before those on shore were certain of his having left
the ship, they saw him struggling in the heavy surf. Rushing
out into the foaming billows, the men caught the corporal, and
quickly assisted him and his burden to the shore, where, finding
herself safe, sound and free, she jumped up and down, crying,
in her delight, ‘‘glory, glory hallelujah,’’ to the no small
delight of her gallant preserver and his companions. Then
commenced a long and fatiguing tramp down the dreary coast
—the party reaching Hatteras inlet (where the fleet had been
ordered to rendezvous) in safety several days afterwards.

Dilks’ unselfish and daring act formed the theme of conver-
sation around many a camp-fire for years afterwards. He
served all through the war in his company—being foremost in
battle—never shirking duty, however unpleasant or dangerous.
Subsequently he was in charge of a government life-saving
station at Cape May, where on more than one occasion he has
been the happy means, under Providence, of saving human
life. In 1880 he crossed the river to answer the roll-call on a
better and brighter shore.

February r.—Companies D and I, because of the overcrowded
condition of the ‘‘ Peabody,’’ were transferred to the schooner
‘George A. Smith.’’ In accordance with General Burnside’s
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order, some sixty men, having a knowledge of seamen’s duty,
were detailed from the various companies of the Ninth, to serve
on gunboats. Glad to escape hard marching and accompanying
exposures and fatigues, and being promised extva pay, these
men joyfully bade us farewell and took their departure. For
some unknown reason they never received the extra pay—
otherwise they were content with their transfer.

February 5.—The brig ‘‘Dragoon’’ and the schooner
“‘George A. Smith ’’ hove anchors and were towed over the
‘‘swash’’ or inner bar to deep water, where they anchored be-
side other vessels which had preceded them to that point.

february 6.—At nine o’clock this morning all the vessels got
promptly under weigh, and preceded by the gun-boats, a dozen
or so in number, under command of Commodore Goldsborough,
steamed directly up the sound. It was a pretty sight, one that
had never before been seen on those beautiful waters. ‘The ves-
sels, gaily trimmed with bunting, bands playing and men
singing, impressed all alike, nerving us for the fray, which could
not be far distant. As the sun went down beyond hills which
rose far away in our front, the fleet came to anchor, at a point
about twelve miles from Roanoke Island, as a fisherman who
came along in a small cat-boat informed us. With the imme-
diate prospect of battle before us, all sought their bunks at an
early hour, to meditate upon the blessings which had so far
been vouchsafed, and to supplicate for a continuance of God’s
favor and a happy issue in the coming contest.

A long-expected mail reached us to-day. That we all longed
intensely for tidings from home, all who in their early days
wandered from the old homestead, where their infancy seemed
a blissful dream, understand right well. While on pent-up ship-
board life becdme so monotonous that a letter from some dear
one proved as refreshing as is the cool draught to the thirsty
pilgrim who has just reached the long-sought oasis in the desert.
‘The soldier, day by day, looked for messages from home that
abounded in sentiments of affection or pictured to them scenes
passed in pleasant hours.

February 7.—Before the sun rose every man with nerve was
astir, and after partaking of an extra quantity of hot coffee,
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hard tack and ‘‘salt junk,” critically examined his rifle and
accoutrements, as on these he knew much would depend.
Again did the fleet move, and as the companies formed in reg-
ular order on deck, they read the signal displayed on General
Burnside’s flag-ship: ‘‘’To-day the country expects every man
to do his duty !’’ How our hearts throbbed at this patriotic
admonition—how we panted to get ashore and show that the
confidence reposed in us had not been misplaced. It was not
long after starting before we saw some of the enemy’s gun-boats,
which had advanced to keep an eye upon our movements, or
make an attack, if there was reasonable hope of success. A
shot or two, however, from the heaviest guns on one of our
leading boats, caused the Confederate vessels to turn quickly
about, and retire within and beyond the obstructions at the
mouth of the strait leading to Albermarle sound, on the north
side of which was Roanoke Island, bidding us defiance. Before
noon, our gun-boats had succeeded in getting close enough to
the obstructions to open upon the enemy’s fleet, which discreetly
kept as far away as possible, and under protection of the bat-
teries that lined the shore upon the island. When our boats
got within range of the heavy guns on shore they poured shot
and shell into the works until the middle of the afternoon,
when, the fire having almost ceased, the troops, who had been
held in readiness for hours, sprang into small boats, and were
rowed or towed ashore by steam launches, landing in a low,
swampy place called Ashby’s harbor. General Foster’s bri-
gade, the First, preceded our brigade, General Reno’s—which
was promptly followed by the brigade of General Parke. It was
dark by the time we commenced the march, which, owing to
bog-holes and mud and water, was extremely difficult as well
as fatiguing. It seemed for a time as if we would never again
reach dry land, and in our ignorance wondered why our com-
mander had not constructed a board walk through the swamp
for our accommodation. But, by-and-by, we reached an open
space, which proved to be a plantation, and on this, without
shelter of any sort, in the midst of a cold, drenching rain, we
encamped for the night. Bon-fires blazed till daybreak, but they
afforded little comfort. Between the rain and wind, and the
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firing of the piquets, there was no such thing as rest, and all
anxiously awaited the return of day—no matter what might be
its termination. The enemy were before us—but a short dis-
tance away—and either he or us would have to succumb on the
fateful morrow. There was no evading a fight, for the two
armies were upon an island, from which neither could retreat.

There is always something picturesque and sublime in a.
bivouac, and this was the first we had established. The lines
of fires flickering in the night ; the groups of tired and sleepy
men, their free and easy attitudes, their arms stacked, ready to
be caught up at any instant ; the simple fare, the men cooking
their supper (?); the long-stretching shadows and the sur-
rounding darkness—who, that never witnessed a scene like this
can imagine it? ‘The low bushes shelter some, while others lie.
upon the cold wet ground, seeking repose which came not.
Hundreds around those fires are dreaming—some of home,
some of battle and victory, some of partings that were painful,
or of future meetings that shall be full of joy—till suddenly
the bugle sounds, and that host rises from the drenched earth,
and the stern realities of the march, the fight, the terrible roar
and whistle of death, take the place of dreams.

February 8.—Daybreak came at length, and with it the crack
of rifles a short distance away in the woods in our front.
General Foster’s brigade promptly moved forward and shortly
afterwards the firing became quite heavy. General Reno
walked up and down near the roadway looking in the direction.
taken by the troops, impatient of the delay, but could not
advance his brigade, consisting of the Twenty-first Massachu-
setts, Fifty-first New York, Ninth New Jersey and Fifty-first
Pennsylvania regiments, because of the narrowness of the road
and the almost impenetrable swamp on each side thereof.
Streams of running water frequently crossed the road or cause-
way, in which we marched to the assistance of our brethren of
the First brigade, who were slowly, yet surely, driving the
enemy before them into the deepening recesses of the island.
The men of the Ninth, notwithstanding the fact that they
had suffered much from exposure during the night, and had
started off without having been able to warm themselves with
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coffee, were in cheerful spirits, and undauntedly moved forward.
It was only when the wounded were brought back that they for
the first time realized the full meaning of their undertaking ; and
I must confess that the sight of maimed men, who had, but a few
moments before, been in the full possession of bodily vigor and
strength, as they were borne back past our slowly-moving
column, caused the stoutest hearts to shudder. ‘There was no
more levity—all felt that a great responsibility rested upon
them—and they nerved themselves for their fearful task. Re-
maining inactive under fire is always dreaded—good soldiers
preferring an assault, however difficult and dangerous. At
about eight o’clock, General Foster sent back for assistance,
and Colonel Heckman, who had been chafing under inertia,
and was panting for an opportunity toshow what his men
could do, was ordered to move forward. In a moment over
one thousand Jerseymen were briskly following their leader
along the causeway, across the center of the island. The
Ninth had proceeded but a short distance, however, before it
left the improvised roadway, and entered the swamp to turn
the enemy’s right. The men waded waist-deep in mud and
water, occasionally raising their cartridge-boxes and haver-
sacks to keep them from getting wet. A worse place for men
to move and manceuver it would be difficult to imagine. ‘The
Confederates, having no idea that any attempt would be made
to enter the swamp at that point, had trained their guns in
another direction, for which we were thankful.

It was while getting into position that we saw the advantages
possessed by Colonel Heckman over the commandants of other
regiments. He had participated in the war with Mexico, and
the experience there gained enabled him to act in the most in-
telligent and skillful manner. ‘This was our “‘ first appearance’”’
before the enemy, yet we joyously followed our commander,
who led us to the edge of the timber, about one hundred yards
from the battery, commanding the causeway on which the
troops were compelled to advance. Before reaching this point,
the Ninth had been formed into column by division, right in
front, and it was thus that two companies—first division—com-
menced fire upon the astonished Confederates, who were posted
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behind massive earthworks. ‘The men of the Ninth had a clear
view of the enemy, and with their unerring rifles soon created
consternation. It was not long, however, before the Confeder-
ates, who fought with desperation, trained a gun upon the
Ninth, but Colonel Heckman, who stood on the flank of the
first division, intently watching every movement, selected some
of his ‘‘dead shots’’ to keep their eyes upon that particular
piece, which was seldom fired after the boys got into position.
Meanwhile the first division, having nearly exhausted its
ammunition, wheeled to the right and left and filed to the rear
of the column, where it re-formed—the second division imme-
diately advancing and opening a well-directed fire. It was
noticed that one Confederate, apparently more determined than
the rest, labored to discharge the gun, into the muzzle of which
the men of the Ninth could readily look. This Confederate,
however, acted with extreme caution, exposing himself as little
as possible. Finally, he trained the field-piece with great care,
and seizing a burning match applied it to the gun. Four
reports simultaneously followed—one was the Confederate
cannon—the other three the rifles of the sharpshooters, whose
bullets pierced the body of the cannoneer, who fell across the
trailof his piece. ‘The Confederate who thus fell was Lieutenant
Selden of the Wise legion, who did not have the satisfaction of
learning the fearful execution of his last shot, which swept
through the swamp, severing the two legs of Corporal John
Lorence, and one leg of Private Jonathan Bural of Company K,
and passing on killed Private Isaac V. D. Blackwell of Company
F, and the gallant Captain Joseph J. Henry of Company H,
though no mark or bruise could be distinguished on the person
of the last named. Young Blackwell staggered and exclaiming
““Remember thy Creator,’’ fell back and expjred in the arms of
his brother, who stood at his side. Still the Ninth stood fast,
waist deep in water, firing with ardor, determined to maintain
the reputation that had ever characterized ‘‘Jersey Blues.”
Under the inspiration gained from their intrepid commander,
Adjutant Zabriskie and other officers, the men of the Ninth had
already become veterans. It was nearly eleven o’clock when
Lieutenant Samuel Hufty, Jr., of Company I, (who had some
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time before climbed into a tree to obtain a clear view of the
Confederate position), called out to Colonel Heckman that the
enemy were vacating the battery. Adjutant Zabriskie, who
stood with his arms folded against that tree, corroborating this
statement, the colonel ordered the firing to cease and an assault
to be made upon the works. ‘This movement was about to be
put into execution, when horror of horrors, the regiment was
fired upon from the rear, producing momentary confusion.
Looking back in terror, and fearing that the Ninth itself had
been flanked, Colonel Heckman saw that the volley had come
from the Ninth New York regiment (Hawkins’ Zouaves.) Nor
was this all—a second volley was poured into the Jerseymen,
ere the New Yorkers could be brought to reason and a sense of
the situation. ‘This blunder on the part of the hot-headed New
York regiment delayed the progress of the Ninth New Jersey,
but did not prevent some of its members, from Companies D
and I, being the vst to reach and enter the works. Both these
companies were reformed in line before one hundred men from
all the other regiments entered the battery, which had been
vacated before the advance was made.

General J. L. Otis, at that time a captain in the Tenth Connec-
ticut, writing to the historian of the Twenty-third Massachusetts
regiment, in relation to the conduct of the New York Zouaves,
says: ‘‘The Ninth New York broke up in utter confusion,
rushed back down the road in a crowd, firing their muskets in
every direction, killing and wounding each other. The generals
sprang in among them and I did the same, catching hold of
their muskets, at the same time trying to stem the tide of con-
fusion ; no less than three muskets were fired while I had my
hands on them to throw them up ; fifteen of the Zouaves were
killed and wounded by each other, and one of my own men
had his gun shattered and his hand nearly shot away, so that
he was disabled for life.’’

Captain Denny, in ‘‘ Wearing of the Blue,’’ says: ‘‘ The
Zouaves fell back, at least a portion of them did, upon the
‘Twenty-fifth Massachusetts, which was on its feet in an instant,
the men using the bayonet and the officers, drawing swords,
while, with one breath, the cry went up ‘ No Bull Run here!’’”’
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The Ninth New Jersey never forgot this lamentable affair.
There was no excuse for the blunder on the part of the New
Yorkers, who had not been engaged (and were of engaged) in
the battle. Had the regiment obeyed orders and followed its
gallant Major Kimball, who endeavored to make it charge
along the causeway, Jerseymen would not have been maimed
by friends, and the New Yorkers might have been retained in
the department instead of being left out of the battle of New-
bern the following month and shipped off to Virginia.

On being driven from their works in the centre of the island,
the Confederates retreated to the immense fortifications on the
southern, or water side, but finding further resistance futile,
Colonel Shaw, their commander, surrendered. Besides twenty-
eight hundred men, he turned over five forts and thirty-three
pieces of artillery. That night we cooked flapjacks on the
utensils left at the barracks by the Confederates, and occupied
their commodious quarters, which, although a trifle unclean,
were a great improvement upon what we had been favored
with the previous night.

Despite the condition of our apparel, which had been soaked
by the rain, and by the mud and water through which we had
waded, the troops had a jollification after supper, and the
generals, whom we serenaded, made patriotic speeches, one of
them declaring that the next and final blow to the rebellion
would be given by us, and from this point. Of course we were
glad to be assured of this by a prominent officer, and eagerly
looked forward to the time when we should start away to
accomplish the undertaking. We all felt proud of our victory,
the Ninth being especially pleased at having been the first
regiment from New Jersey to do battle in defence of the flag.
If our little army was shortly to end the war, as our general
had promised we should, the other armies would no doubt envy
us. But I remember that although the Ninth a few days
afterwards participated in another battle, and materially assisted
in wrenching a victory from the Confederates, the rebellion
continued several years, hundreds of thousands of good men
and true giving their lives as a sacrifice that the nation might
live.
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February 9.—Notwithstanding the fact that vessels, heavily
laden with edibles, lay in the sound or strait, almost within
stone’s throw of the wharf, the troops suffered from their want,
none having as yet been sent ashore, owing to the prevalence
of a gale of wind, which prevented vessels lying at the wharf.
The men were compelled to subsist upon rations taken ashore
with them in haversacks at the time of the landing, and now
that the corn meal and flour found in the Confederate commis-
sariat was used up, many of them complained of hunger.
Some men, calling upon General Reno, exhibited pieces of
dough which had been issued them for their evening repast.
The general examined it, and invited his visitors to enter his
quarters and see the quality doled out to him. Satisfied that
their commander had been no better provided for than them-
selves, the discontented ones departed, wiser if not happier
men.

The Confederates whom we had captured were corralled in
small log shanties, constructed for our accommodation, they
little dreaming our small force capable of capturing their
stronghold. We treated them kindly, and conversed with the
more cheerful ones daily. We found many huge knives in the
barracks, and sent them to friends in New Jersey. What the
Confederates intended doing with the ugly-looking weapon we
could not ascertain from them, but a darkey told us they were to
be used in ‘‘ cutting off de Yankees’ heads.”’

The troops drilled daily, the prisoners watching the move-
ments with interest. The Confederates united in calling the
men of the Ninth ‘‘muskrats’’ because the Jerseymen had
fought them in water waist deep in the swamp.

Among those in the Ninth who were desperately wounded in
the battle I have already mentioned was Corporal John
Lorence of Company K, whose legs were carried away by a
cannon-shot. The following poem published in Harpers’ Weekly
is worth quoting here:

‘©Oh, well the Ninth New Jersey fought
On bloody Roanoke!
Its front stood firm, its colors waved,
Its line was never broke !
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And every eye flashed bright that day,
And every heart beat strong ;

For every manly soul kept time
To the rifle-bullet’s song.

“Brave men grew braver as they marked
How Corporal Lorence fought,
And ever while the contest waged
The post of danger sought.
Columbia’s grand, inspiring voice
Was sounding in his ear:
‘Strike nobly now,’ it seemed to say,
‘And cast away all fear!’

* Alas! before the day was won,

While fiercer grew the fray,

And John was rushing on, a shot
Took both his legs away !

Oh, not a man that saw him fall,
But wished it had been he;

Each struggled, when they bore him off,
His chief support to be.

‘¢ The hero lay insensible
While knives and probes pierced deep ;
God bless the noble art of war
That caused that fallen sleep !
At last the surgeon’s task was o’er,
The sleeper wakes. What sound
Has thrilled his soul, and made him glance
So eagerly around ?

“«« Victory !’ is the thrilling cry

Borne in upon the gale.

The patriot rose upon his arm,
His face, till now so pale,

Flushed with new joy, he waved his cap,
And gave three hearty cheers,

For the Union and the glorious Ninth
New Jersey Volunteers !

«And now he lies, unmurmuring,
A cripple, thin and weak,

Yet none mistake the patriot fire
Who chance to hear him speak ;

He longs to go, though on his stumps,
And serve his country more.

Brave Lorence ! well your country knows
Your fighting days are o’er.”
OFFICIAL REPORTS. 49

 

BURNSIDE’S HEADQUARTERS ON ROANOKE.

Reports of Lieutenant- Colonel Charles A. Heckman.

HEADQUARTERS NINTH NEW JERSEY REGIMENT,
ROANOKE ISLAND, N. C.. Feb. 9, 1862.

Smr—TI hereby respectfully report that the regiment which I command
took its position in the brigade about seven a. M. When we had
approached near the field of action we passed, by order of Lieutenant
Reno, the Fifty-first Regiment, New York volunteers, and when we had
arrived on their right were met by General Foster, and ordered by him
to enter the swamp to the left by company front. However, finding
that our fire would be more effective, I formed them by division. At
9.30 a. M. the first division commenced an oblique fire upon the battery,
and the fire was continued until 11.15 a. M., by the successive divisions,
when the fire of the enemy slackening, I ordered the regiment to charge,
and in company with the Twenty-first Massachusetts volunteers we
entered the battery.

The officers of the regiment conducted themselves with courage and
coolness, and I am perfectly satisfied with them. The ground was very
swampy, and for the most time the men were up to their waists in
water, though notwithstanding these discouraging circumstances they
behaved themselves admirably.

The regiment sustained the following losses: One officer killed, six
enlisted men killed, thirty enlisted men wounded—total, thirty-seven.

C. A. HECKMAN,
Lieutenant-Colonel commanding.
BRIGADIER-GENERAL RENO.
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Colonel Heckman’s Report to Governor Olden.

HEADQUARTERS NINTH REGIMENT, NEW JERSEY VOLUNTEERS,
ROANOKE ISLAND, Feb. 9th, 1862.

Smr—I have the honor to report the following as the part taken by
New Jersey’s Ninth regiment in yesterday’s battle, and victory of the
Union forces. About three P. M. on the seventh, under cover of the
heavy cannonade of our navy, our little army, composed of three
brigades, first, General John G. Foster ; second, General Jesse L. Reno ;
third, General John G. Parke, effected an unopposed landing. It
bivouacked in a cornfield, and under the beating of a piteously severe
storm gained its first experience in practical field service. Atsix a. M.
on the eighth the command ‘‘forward” was given. The advance
(Foster’s brigade) soon engaged the enemy, and notwithstanding the
obstacles encountered steadily pushed forward, and finally forced the
enemy behind his works, but could make no further progress. The foe
was thoroughly intrenched in a fort (Defiance) located on the north side
of a clearmg, about four hundred yards square, on a point of land
protected by water in its front and right and left flanks, which they
believed to be impassable for troops. The only solid ground available
to the Union troops was a narrow cart road, which led from our
bivouac ground in a southerly direction for about two miles, when it
changes direction to the eastward, and at about two hundred yards
further on, again changes to the north for the same distance, when it
is cut by the ditch of the fort, The nature of the ground prevented
any proper formation for assault, and Foster’s brigade was held in
check by the well-directed artillery and small arms of the enemy.
Meanwhile, the men of the second brigade, who remained inactive
about a quarter of a mile from the forces engaged, waited eagerly for
orders to advance to the relief of their comrades. Presently, in their
stead, stretchers bearing the dead and wounded passed by them in the
narrow road to the rear. I greatly feared its effect on my raw troops,
but the tremor was only momentary. At eight o’clock an orderly
appeared and delivered an order for the Ninth New J ersey to pass the
Fifty-first New York (the Twenty-first Massachusetts men deployed on
our left flank) and report at the front to General Foster, commanding
the troops engaged. That order was executed in quick time, with files
well closed up. The general ordered me to form regiment in column
by company, enter the swamp on our left, and engage the enemy. Into
the swamp, thigh deep in mud and water, the Ninth advanced to the
edge of the timber, when it formed column by division at half distance,
about one hundred yards from the right front of the fort, which com-
pletely covered the cart road, and defied assault from that direction.
Our first division opened a vigorous fire, which was returned with great
vehemence. The part of the regiment not engaged were ordered to
squat in the water, securing their amunition from damage. After a
short time the first division was relieved by the second, and at length
the second by the third. Presently, their effective firing was visible
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in the sudden slacking of the enemy’s musketry. Their battery still
fired rapidly, but doing little damage to us. Particular attention was
now directed to the cannoneers, and the result was soon apparent. So
accurate was the aim of our men that all the guns were silenced except
the one in the centre embrasure. Selecting three marksmen of company
D, they, at a given signal, fired into that embrasure, and silenced the
last gun fired in defence of Roanoke Island. The victory was ours, but
the query, who shall be first to enter the fort was unanswered. Haw-
kins’ Zouaves (Ninth New York), ‘“‘ who had previously made a charge
by the road, but were repulsed,” were on solid ground. One hundred
yards of water was between us and the fort. Theorder “‘ charge” was
given, and a rush (go-as-you-please) was made, and the Ninth New
Jersey (a squad of them) won the prize. Simultaneously the colonel
and major of the Twenty-first Massachusetts, and Major Kimball, of
the Ninth New York (Hawkins’ Zouaves) entered the works, at opposite
points. Each of them mounted a gun, and gave usa short, impromptu
speech, and each claimed to have captured the fort. And it must have
been so, for those of us who were in the battery when they arrived
declined to contradict them. On entering the fort we found but two
living souls—one a negro (servant of Colonel Shaw), the other
Lieutenant Seldon, of Wise’s legion, who was mortally wounded by
three rifle balls. This intrepid Confederate, had alone, as he told me,
loaded and fired that centre gun three times, and as he fired his fourth
and last round, received a message from those unerring rifles of Com-
pany D, which ended his earthly career. On being driven from Fort
Defiance, the enemy retreated to the north point of the Island, stacked
their arms, and waited the approach of our troops, when an uncon-
ditional surrender was made. The trophies are five forts, thirty-three
pieces of artillery, two thousand eight hundred prisoners, with small
arms, stores, etc. Fort Defiance was unquestionably the key to the
rebel’s position, and the occupation of the swamp on its right flank (by
the Ninth New Jersey) secured the great success of the day. After
the battle, the Confederates admitted that they believed it impossible
for ‘‘troops to operate in thatswamp.” The loss of the Ninth is nine
killed and twenty-five wounded, a full list of which will be sent to
you at an early date. Captain Joseph J. Henry, of Company H, who
was killed by a round shot, was an accomplished, genial gentleman,
and a gallant officer of great promise. He fell as he would have
chosen to fal], at the head of his division. Isaac V. D. Blackwell, of
Company F, a Christian gentleman, and brave soldier, expired in his
brother’s arms. His last words were, ‘‘ Remember thy God.”

Among the wounded the brave corporal, John Lorence, and Jon-
athan A. Bural of Company K, deserve special mention. They have
performed their whole duty to their country, and their country should
never forget their sacrifice for the preservation of the Union.

The gallant behavior of the officers and men of the regiment, in this
its first engagement, prevents my making mention of individual
bravery. But I cannot refrain from expressing my admiration for our
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gallant young adjutant, Abram Zabriskie, who during the whole of the
battle manifested the self-possession of a veteran. That the future of
the Ninth will be replete with brilliant deeds, I fully believe ; and that
the honor of the country and our flag will not be tarnished by any act
of hers. From first to last its conduct was, in the highest, courageous.

The value to the Union, in this conquest, will readily appear in a
glance at a map of Virginia and North Carolina. It is the key to the
rear of all the defences of Norfolk and Portsmouth.

I have the honor to be, governor, very respectfully, your obedient
servant, C. A. HECKMAN,

Lieutenant-Colonel Commanding.
To CHARLES S. OLDEN, Governor of New Jersey.

The first news of our splendid achievement reached New
Jersey February eleventh, three days after the battle, and
occasioned great rejoicing throughout the state. The Trenton
Gazette, in speaking of the victory, said :

‘‘ Yesterday (Tuesday) at noon the Trenton artillery fired a
salute of one hundred guns. The guns were stationed on the
river bank, in rear of the state house, and were loaded and fired
in a manner which showed the discipline and proficiency of the
company. The discharge of the first gun was the signal for
the commencement of the bell-ringing, and at once the bells on
the churches and on the city hall commenced to ring out a
joyous peal of rejoicing for the glorious victory achieved under
the stars and stripes.

‘“‘In the assembly Mr. Hill of Morris offered a resolution to
have a national flag placed over the chair of the speaker, which
was adopted unanimously, and the house adjourned with three
cheers for the victors and the Union.

‘All over the town, in every public place and in every street,
men were shaking hands and congratulating each other over
the brightening prospects, and everywhere we saw the signs of
rejoicing, patriotism and devotion to the Union. If there were
any persons who did not join heartily in these rejoicings they
had the prudence and good sense to keep themselves out of
sight.

“In the evening several of our citizens illuminated their
buildings. In one place was a large transparency, with the
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following mottoes: ‘Burnside and Goldsborough,’ ‘Grant and
Foote,’ ‘The Ninth New Jersey Volunteers.’

““The boys contributed to the general display by bonfires,
and about eight o’clock fifes and drums added to the general

din.”’

The following literary effusion was picked up in the barracks
by a member of Company D:

Come all ye sons of Freedom and join our Southern band,

We are going to fight the enemy, and drive them from the land.
Justice is our motto, and Providence our guide,

So jump into the wagon, and we'll all take a ride.

CHORUS:

Wait for the wagon, dissolution wagon,
The south is our wagon, and all take a ride.

Secession is our watchword, our rights we all demand,

And to defend our firesides we pledge our hearts and hands ;
Jeff Davis is our president, with Stevens by his side,

Brave Lee has joined us in our ride.

Cuorus— Wait for the wagon.

Our wagon is plenty big enough, the running gear is good,

It’s stuffed with cotton ’round the sides, and made of southern wood;
Carolina is the driver, Georgia by her side,

Virginia holds our flag up, and we'll all take a ride.

CHorvus—Wait for the wagon.

There is Tennessee and Texas are also in the ring,

They wouldn’t have a government where cotton wasn’t king ;
Alabama and Florida have long ago replied,

Mississippi in the wagon—all anxious for a ride.

CHorus— Wait for the wagon.

There is Missouri, North Carolina and Arkansas, slow they go,
They must hurry or we will leave them, then where would they go;
Old Kentuck and Maryland each will make up their mind,

So I reckon after all we will have to take them up behind.

CHorvus—Wait for the wagon.
Our cause is a just and holy one, our men are brave and true,
To whip the Lincoln cut-throats is all we have to do;

God bless our noble army, in Him we all confide,
So jump into our wagon, and we'll all take a ride.

CHorvus— Wait for the wagon.
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February 12.—A beautiful day. Five companies on duty
guarding the Confederates, the remainder of the regiment
marched to the wharf to procure the knapsacks which had
been left on ship-board before the battle. The men were over-
joyed in getting possession of the knapsacks, as they badly
needed a change of underclothing, especially as the log-
hut barracks occupied by them were filthy and filled with
vermin. Bugler Walmsley of Company E, while walking along
the shore to-day, found a singular looking bottle in the water,
and upon examining it, discovered a piece of paper, upon which
was written: ‘‘On board C. S. S. Sumter, January 25th,
1862. The Sumter is on fire, and we all expect to go to hell.’’
The bottle and laconic missive were subsequently handed to
General Burnside, who thanked Walmsley, and recommended *
him for promotion. Colonel Heckman made him chief bugler.

February 13.—Every man off duty that knows how to wash
apparel, (and some that never before did such a thing, ) is busily
engaged to-day in that occupation, the scene being quite spirited
and worthy of a painter. Commodore Goldsborough visited
the camps to-day, and was enthusiastically cheered.

February 17.—Our supply of fresh beef having been ex-
hausted, and as there is none to be obtained within the
circumscribed limits of this island, we are again compelled to
feed upon hard tack and very salt pork.

February 18.—The brier-wood pipe fever has broken out, and
every man who has a knife is cutting and carving. Some of
the pipes are unique, and they bring good prices.

February 19.—For a week past the regiment has been kept
busy drilling several hours each day. It keeps our hands, legs
and minds employed—this drilling does.

February 22.—Anniversary of the birth of Washington, but
the regiment is kept drilling all the same. Rained hard in the
afternoon, affording the men a chance to write letters.

February 24.—Long expected mail arrived to-day, bringing
northern papers, which, however, gave the Ninth very little
credit for its active participation in the recent battle. One
paper went so far as to say that the ‘‘ Ninth was held in reserve
at Hatteras,’’ a flattering bit of news to a command which ren-
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dered such signal service, and whose loss was nearly as great as
any which took part in the struggle.

february 26.—New shoes, pants and underclothing were
issued the men to-day, greatly to their joy.

February 28.—An order was issued to-day, directing the en-
listed men to turn over to the quartermaster the revolvers and
dirk-knives in their possession, as accidents from the handling
of these weapons were becoming frequent. As the men in the
recent battle saw they had no opportunity to use these articles,
which were a burden to carry along, they cheerfully complied
with the request of the colonel. Before the regiment left
Washington the men thought it necessary to load themselves
down with such weapons, but they quickly tired of lugging
them along. ‘Their rifle, accoutrements, ammunition, haver-
sack, canteen, blanket and overcoat were quite heavy enough
to ‘‘tote’’ on a march, as a ‘‘tar-heeler’’ would say.

March 3.—Early this morning the Ninth packed up and
marched to the wharf, when seven companies went on board
the steamer ‘‘Peabody,’’ the remaining five embarking on the
brig ‘‘Dragoon,’’ as formerly. With a prospect of again
meeting the foe and adding to their laurels, the men were in
buoyant spirits, especially as Lieutenant-Colonel Heckman had
received a commission as colonel. ‘There had been rumors that
a regular army officer was likely to get the place, but the gov-
ernor of the state, being remonstrated with, this act of injustice
was not performed. No regular army officer could have ever
made the Ninth what it became, and none could have led it to
as great glory.

March 8.—Companies C, E and H were transferred to
schooner ‘‘H. F. Brown,’’ and Companies A, D, I and M to
propeller ‘‘ Albany.”’

March 9.— Private George Myer of Company E, was
appointed color-bearer—a position held by him until the close
of the war—and no man in the regiment was better qualified
for the important trust.

March rz.—We arose early this morning in consequence of
active preparations noticed throughout the fleet the previous
day, and at eight o’clock the two sailing vessels containing the
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Ninth were taken in tow by the steamer ‘‘ Albany,’’ which,
heading direct east, soon left Roanoke Island far behind. There
was much speculation as to our probable destination, but the
rumor which gained most credence was that the city of New-
bern would be our “fresh field and pastures new.”” The sail
down the sound was very pleasant. At sunset we cast anchor
at Hatteras, the bleakest spot I had ever visited.

March 12.—Weighed anchor at seven o’clock, and promptly
moved off in a southwesterly direction. About the middle of
the afternoon our fleet entered the wide mouth of the river
Neuse, where it hove to for an hour or so, while the gunboats
continued on, with a view of discovering any enemy that might
be lurking along the shore. An hour before sunset, a small
sail-boat was seen some distance away on the port bow, and
towards it the gun-boat ‘‘ Piquet’’ darted like an arrow shot
from a bow. This was the only enlivening scene of the day.
The fleet anchored near the mouth of Slocum’s Creek at eight
o’clock, when the men retired to obtain needed sleep and other-
wise prepare for the work of the morrow. We had no
misgivings as to the result of the contest, whatever or where-
ever it might be, for we had absolute faith in our leaders and
in ourselves.

March 13.—Cannonading awakening us at daylight, we
hastened on deck to see the cause, which was occasioned by
our gunners, who were shelling the woods on the right bank of
the river, above and below the creek’s opening. As no reply
was made, we presumed no enemy was in that vicinity. If
Confederates were there they showed good sense in remaining
quiet. At all events, the men of the First brigade approached
the shore in a cautious manner, and effected a landing without
seeing anything to alarm or molest them. Our brigade, in
readiness to move, in small boats, followed, and before noon
all the troops of the expedition were upon shore. With the
sultry weather, a heavy rain and the wet and sandy condition
of the road, our tramp was far from pleasant, but we cheerfully
trudged along, some of the men occasionally breaking out with

“Through the rebel states we’ll ramble,
And we'll hang Jeff Davis, O !”
 

CHARGE OF THE NINTH New JERSEY AT NEWBERN, N. C,

From the Original Sketch by Mr. Schell.
DESERTED EARTHWORKS. 57

We pitied the jack-tars who had a difficult task in dragging
their boat howitzers, but in the afternoon, Company D of the
Ninth, and the Fifty-first Pennsylvania regiment were detailed
to assist, when they got along with more facility and ease. As
all were anxious to have the guns up when the enemy should
be met, no one hesitated to lend a helping hand.

The first evidences of civilization seen after landing were
some barracks which had the previous night been occupied by
cavalry, who, however, had made good their escape. We
wondered, as we continued to march along, where the Con-
federates could be, but late in the afternoon, on reaching the
railroad at Otter Creek, between Newbern and Beaufort, we
saw a strong earthwork which had every evidence of having
been hastily deserted ; our spirits revived, and our steps became
lighter and brisker. It was the work of a few minutes to
obstruct the railroad, when the column turned to the right—
the first and third brigades proceeding along the county road
—our brigade taking the railroad, always execrable for
marching purposes. Many colored people joined our column
during the march, but took the precaution to keep well at the
rear, as they said the enemy was strongly posted not very far
away. The rain continued to fall, and although we wore
heavy great-coats, with blankets stretched over our shoulders,
we were drenched to the skin. The walk over the railroad
ties fatigued us greatly, and any diversion, even fo an engage-
ment with the Confederates, would have been gladly hailed.
It was after dusk when we first saw the enemy’s piquets and
came toa halt. The first and third brigades went into bivouac
at a right angle to the county road, while our brigade occupied
a corresponding position on the left of the railroad, about one
mile this side of what proved next morning to be the battle-
field. ‘The storm continued, and this, with the absence of hot
coffee, and the intense darkness of the night, rendered our
position highly uncomfortable. Nobody at home would have
envied us. All fared alike—officers and men.

As sleep was out of the question, the men huddled about the
small fires they had been permitted to kindle, and speculated
on the chances of to-morrow’s battle. We gained considerable
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knowledge of the enemy’s position from the darkies, who told
us that the Confederates were posted behind, entrenchments,
reaching in a semi-circle from the Neuse river—their extreme
left—across the railroad, to a dense morass on the right bank
of the Trent river—a mile and more in length. It was nearly
daybreak when the sailors and Fifty-first Pennsylvania regi-
ment came up with the guns—their duties having been
arduous in the extreme. We felt a breath of relief on seeing
the guns with their hardy crews arrive, but owing to the
proximity of the enemy, welcomed them in silence.

March 14.—At daybreak we wrung the water from our
blankets and greatcoats, withdrew the loads from our rifles,
wiped our rifles carefully, reloaded, partook of a cold and hasty
meal, and at seven o’clock moved back to the railroad track
and commenced our march towards the city of Newbern—two
miles distant. We had gone but a few hundred yards when we
heard heavy firing on our right, and knew that the battle had
been opened. ‘This caused our brigade to move more briskly.
General Reno, our commander, observing the Confederates:
getting a gun in position to sweep the railroad, directed the
skirmishers of the ‘Twenty-first Massachusetts to open upon
them, and as soon as that regiment could form line he ordered
it to charge upon and take the brick-kiln, which those in
advance could plainly see. The Twenty-first charged gallantly,
but meeting an overwhelming force were compelled to retreat,
leaving behind them several guns which they had taken. ‘The
Fifty-first New York regiment and Ninth New Jersey, with the
Fifty-first Pennsylvania supporting the latter, formed line of
battle to the left of the railroad, and promptly engaging the
enemy, the fire became general. Colonel Heckman, finding
that the Ninth was overlapped on the left by the enemy, care-
fully watched that flank, and at one time reversed several
companies to repel an attack which the Confederates were
preparing. Colonel Hartranft of the Fifty-first Pennsylvania,
also seeing the new danger, promptly placed his regiment upon
the prolongation of this line, when all the companies of the
Ninth renewed the direct attack, speedily silencing the enemy’s
cannon in the works across a ravine, about one hundred yards
‘““CHARGE, NINTH, CHARGE!”’ 59

distant. General Reno, in his report, said: ‘‘In the meantime
the Ninth New Jersey also came into line, and opened a well-
directed fire upon a two-gun battery directly in front of them,
and so accurate was their fire that the enemy could only
occasionally fire their guns.”’

The Confederates, shielded behind heavy earthen ramparts,
fought with the courage of despair. Many of them were
fighting in sight of the homes that they had been taught to
believe would be desecrated by the invaders, should they be
successful, but with all their advantages the enemy had one
drawback, and it paralyzed his efforts. ‘The southerners were
fighting against a government whose whole history had been
fruitful of blessings. Men who affected to disbelieve that the
infinite Ruler controls the destinies of nations are wont to say
that the battle is always to the strong, while others have asserted
that the Almighty is on the side that has the heaviest artillery.
But when Burnside’s handful of men, after the conflict, surveyed
the strength of the fortifications which they entered through a
fiery tempest, they reverently exclaimed ‘‘God must be with
us!’? They were amazed at the success which had crowned
their efforts, and when they counted the cannon that had
frowned at them, and remembered these trophies had been
captured with their trusty rifles alone, they distinctively
recognized their dependence on Him who guides alike the
sparrow’s flight and the progress of a disciplined army.

It was nearly noon when the men of the Ninth, who had been
provided with sixty rounds of ammunition, commenced to
slacken their fire, owing to a scarcity of cartridges. General
Reno, passing along in rear of the line about this time, and
seeing this, told Colonel Heckman that he had better march his
men back and get a new supply, and to enable him to do this
said the Fifty-first Pennsylvania would take the place of the
Ninth. But Colonel Heckman, determined to keep the honors
he and his men had earned, begged that he might be permitted
to assault the works in his front, and after a momentary inspec-
tion of the enemy’s position he allowed him to do so. In
another moment Colonel Heckman’s clarion voice rang over
that portion of the battle-field loud enough to be heard by every
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Jerseyman engaged: ‘Charge, Ninth, charge!’’ and before
the echo had died away, the Ninth, determined not to be out-
stripped by any other command, dashed eagerly forward, some
leaping from tree to tree through the aéattis, while others
waded through a swamp, and others springing over pitfalls,
swept irresistibly up to the earthworks on a commanding hill,
climbed their blood-stained, slippery sides and jumped within
the fortifications, just as the Twenty-sixth North Carolina
regiment, under Colonel Zebulon B. Vance, which had valiantly
defended them, retreated. The Ninth captured three redans,
six pieces of artillery, one stand of colors (belonging to the
Beaufort plow-boys), some prisoners and a number of horses
belonging to the batteries and the staff.

The Fifty-first New York and the Twenty-first Massachusetts,
hearing the joyous shouts of the Jerseymen, and seeing them
making their way through the aédaitis, hastened to join in the
movement, when the Confederates near the railroad and brick-
kiln, finding themselves deserted by the T'wenty-sixth North
Carolina, now running furiously towards Newbern, broke in
dismay and rushed to the rear. to bear their brethren company.

It was a wild scene when Colonel Heckman, older than most
of his men, and consequently a little stiff in his joints, without
his sword-scabbard, which had been carried from his side by a
shot, clambered over into the center battery, where the gallant
Sergeant Myers stood proudly and firmly grasping the beautiful
but tattered flag of the regiment. Cheers, almost sufficient to
arouse the spirits of the dead lying stretched about in gory
mantles, were given again and again for our intrepid leader,
who modestly acknowledged the compliment. Had he been a
republican in politics, it is probable that the brilliant services
rendered by him on that day would have secured him a brigadier-
general’s commission, but his shoulders were not graced with
the silver star until the December following, when he led the
Ninth regiment victoriously through four hard-fought battles,
giving the command a fame that will endure for ages.

Many men in the Ninth distinguished themselves during the
battle fought for the possession of Newbern, and a hundred
interesting instances could be narrated of individual heroism.
Our First CAPTURE. 61

Shortly after the Ninth swung into line by company, Captain
James Stewart, Jr., (subsequently brigadier-general,) whose
company—'‘ H’’—was near the extreme left, ordered a squad
of his men to pick off Confederates who were working a field-
piece, but they did not fire well enough to suit him. Picking
up a rifle beside one of his dead, and watching his oppor-
tunity, he sent the Confederate cannoneer to render his final
account—the bullet having passed through the head. On
entering the works some time afterwards, Captain Stewart was
surprised to recognize the body as that of Captain William C.
Martin, whom he had formerly known in Washington, New
Jersey.

The flag captured in the left battery by Company B, was
quite handsome—its dimensions being three feet by six feet. It
was emblazoned with thirteen stars, and bore the inscription—
‘*Beaufort Plowboys, presented by the ladies of Beaufort.’’
How fleeting are earth’s treasures! Its glories, how evanes-
cent! The banner the Plowboys had a few days previous
received at the hands of fair ladies, and which they had
defiantly flaunted at us during the entire forenoon, had been
snatched from their grasp by the rude hands of a Jerseyman.
The stars that were radiant when Beaufort’s maidens embroid-
ered its azure field had become dim by the stains of battle.
The once white and red cross, typical of purity and faith, had
been torn by Jerseymen’s bullets it had invited. ‘The flag was
subsequently sent to the governor of New Jersey, who thanked
the regiment for it.

Private William J. Doran of Company K, in his account of
the battle, published in the Elizabeth /Jowrnal, says: ‘‘Our
spunky little sergeant, J. Madison Drake, who was the first to
enter one of the batteries, succeeded in capturing a valuable
horse, which I believe he intends to send to his home in
Trenton.’’ In 1887, while on a visit to ex-Confederate friends
near Lenoir, North Carolina, the writer ascertained that the
animal captured by him had belonged to Major A. B.
Carmichael of the T'wenty-sixth North Carolina regiment, who
was shot through the head while the Ninth was charging upon
the position he so gallantly defended.
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At one time during the battle, which raged for five hours,
the men in the left wing of the Ninth were ordered to ‘‘cease
firing and lie down,’’ hoping thus to encourage the Confed-
erates to charge our line. Finding the ruse did not work, the
command ‘‘commence firing’’ was given, and the deadly work
renewed. Captain Curlis of Company F, noticing that one of
his men—William Suydam—had not risen, walked over to
where he lay, expecting to find him injured or dead, but saw
that he was sound asleep. Suydam died in May, 1864, of
wounds received at Drewry’s Bluff, Virginia.

The losses of the Ninth in this battle were: One officer and
four enlisted men killed. Four officers and fifty-nine enlisted
men were wounded, a number of them mortally. ‘Total, sixty-
eight—one-sixth the entire Union loss. But one regiment lost a
larger number—the Fifty-first New York, which joined the
Ninth, losing seventy-one. This is to be accounted for from
the fact that these two regiments occupied an exposed position,
and had for their opponents the T'wenty-sixth North Carolina,
a very strong regiment, composed of mountaineers from Cald-
well county, skillfully commanded.

After we had taken possession of the works, details were sent
out to bury the dead, while the little army reformed and
marched hastily up the railroad and county road in the
direction taken by the fleeing Confederates. Ahead of us we
saw a dense, black smoke, but it was not until we neared the
great bridge across the Trent river, aver which the enemy had
precipitately fled into the city, that we became cognizant of
what had caused the conflagration. The bridge was nearly
consumed, and on the opposite side we saw turpentine and tar
works blazing furiously. Our gun-boats having arrived, the
First brigade embarked, and before sundown had crossed the
river and peaceably occupied the city—the Ninth and the
remainder of General Reno’s brigade going into camp on the
right bank of the river.
OFFICIAL REPORTS. 63

keports of Lieutenant-Colonel Charles A. Heckman.

 

HEADQUARTERS NINTH REGIMENT, NEW JERSEY VOLUNTEERS,
Camp RENO, March 15, 1862.

Smr—I have the honor to report the position and part taken by the
Ninth New Jersey Volunteers in the action near Newbern, on the
fourteenth instant.

At seven A. M. I received orders from you to form line on the left of
the Fifty-first New York Volunteers, and follow them at the railroad
track toward Newbern. Having arrived within about a mile of the
enemy’s works, we were ordered to file to the left into the timber and
approach them under cover, and by the right flank we proceeded, until
within eight hundred yards of their batteries, when on order I formed
the regiment into line, but not being able, as I believed, to see the
whole of the Fifty-first New York Volunteers, and knowing them to be
in the advance, I threw two companies from right to rear in order to
avoid firing into their ranks; with the four remaining companies of the
right wing I advanced to within about five hundred yards, and opened
a brisk fire on the redan immediately in front, and on another obliquely
to the right, adjoining the railroad track. On discovering a third
redan obliquely to the left, supported by rifle pits on its right flank, I
threw the left to the rear, the right of that wing resting on the colors,
to avoid a flank attack. 1 then ordered the advance and to take
ground to the left, and on gaining sufficient ground brought the two
right companies into line. The whole line advanced, firing until within
about two hundred yards of the works, pouring a rapid fire into the
enemy, the extreme left gaining ground until upon a direct line.
Having been firing a long time (about three hours), I examined several
boxes and found the ammunition was getting low. I sent a lieutenant,
informing you of the fact, and received an order to charge. We
charged, and under difficulties (without receiving a shot) planted our
colors on two redans, capturing two officers and several privates, anda
rebel flag with this inscription, ‘‘ Beaufort Plow Boys.” It is in a good
state of preservation, and will be kept by the Ninth, if agreeable to you.

All of the officers and men having performed their duty, it is hard for
me to particularize. I regret the necessity to add that Lieutenant
William Z. Walker of Company A, was killed while faithfully dis-
charging his duties as an officer, and also the loss of the services, which
I hope is only for a time, of Captains Middleton, McChesney and Hufty,
who were wounded while gallantly cheering their men on to victory.

In addition to the above I report the loss of three privates killed and
fifty-five wounded, making in all four killed in action and fifty-eight
wounded—an aggregate of sixty-two.

Very respectfully, your obedient servant, C. A. HECKMAN,
Lieutenant-Colonel commanding Ninth New Jersey Volunteers.
Brigadier-General JEssE L. RENO,
Commanding Second Brigade, Department of North Carolina,
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Colonel Heckman’s Report to Governor Olden.

HEADQUARTERS NINTH REGIMENT NEW JERSEY VOLUNTEERS,
Camp RENO, N. C., March 15th, 1862.

Srr—I have the honor to submit to your notice the part taken by the
Ninth regiment of New Jersey volunteers in yesterday's combined
attack on Newbern, by land and water, which after a spirited contest
of several hours, resulted in a glorious victory for the Burnside expe-
dition. On the eleventh instant, having a few days previously embarked
on vessels in waiting, our fleet of transports, with the gun-boats in
advance, set sail from Roanoke Island, and slowly moved in the direc-
tion of Newbern. On the morning of the following day, having ascended
the Neuse river some twenty miles, we cast anchor at the mouth of
Slocum’s creek, eighteen miles from the objective point, to wait for
daylight. About seven a. M. the troops were landed, the gun-boats
moving up the river, shelling the woods in advance of the army. The
command formed on the beach, and took up the line of march, dis-
persing a company of rebel cavalry near the landing. The promise of
a bright day which the morning wore, suddenly vanished, and ieaden
clouds soon discharged their contents in torrents, drenching our little
army, which steadily marched on through it. About noon our skirm-
ishers reported that a short distance ahead there was a formidable
earthwork erected directly across our route. On reconnoitering it was
found to be. without defenders ; we marched through it, and came to the
railroad leading to the city. Here our forces divided into two columns,
the first and third brigades keeping in the county road, and the second
brigade (Reno’s) following the railroad. After two hours’ marching the
railroad and highway again crossed each other, and the columns met,
and after a short halt resumed their respective routes. Although foot-
sore and weary, our gallant brigade moved cheerfully forward. Night
came on, yet it carefully moved along in the darkness till eight o’clock,
when it bivouacked on the soaked railroad embankment. The long
night passed quietly, and at daylight the men stood to their arms, drew
the loads from their rifles and reloaded. About seven o’clock sharp
firing ahead told that the skirmishers had encountered the enemy.
Reno’s brigade, after marching about two miles, left the rail-
road by file to the left, entering the timber, and soon, on right
by file into line, formed our line of battle, the Fifty-first Penn-
sylvania, Colonel Hartranft, being held in the rear of and as a
support to the Ninth New Jersey, which was given the extreme left of
the Union battle line. The railroad, highway and the river Neuse at
this point ran nearly parallel to each other, about equal distances
apart. The river bank was lined for a long distance towards Newbern
with batteries, which commanded both the river itself, and the roads
leading to the city. From the first of these a line of rifle pits extended
across the county road to the railroad. At this point commenced a
series of redoubts and rifle pits, ending in an almost impenetrable
swamp, making an entrenched line about three miles long. The firing
 

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GEN. JAMES STEWART, JR.
““My KINGDOM FOR A HORSE.”’ 65

commenced on the right of our line. At nine o’clock Reno’s brigade
advanced to within two hundred yards of the enemy’s works, and
opened a brisk fire with telling effect, the enemy meanwhile vigorously
replying, having the guns from three earthworks bearing on our position.
Discovering a movement on my left flank, our left wing was reversed
in time to repel this attack of the enemy, whereupon Colonel Hartranft
placed his regiment on the prolongation of this line. The Ninth then
resumed the direct attack, and soon silenced the rebel artillery; our
sharp-shooters picking off their gunners with fatal accuracy of aim.
Their infantry, however, redoubled their exertion and fought more vig-
orously than before. They were concealed behind their works so that
nothing but their heads was visible, while our troops stood exposed to
their long line of fire. Several gallant charges were made by a portion
of Reno’s brigade on the right, but all were repulsed with considerable
loss. One of these charges, and the most gallant of them all, was
made by the Twenty-first Massachusetts, which succeeded in entering
the redoubt on the north side of the railroad, but were driven out at
the point of the bayonet by superior numbers. The ammunition of the
Ninth being reduced to ten rounds, I prevailed with General Reno to
let the Ninth charge; and that charge settled the contest. Dashing
eagerly forward, down into the ravine, across its miry bottom, through
the stubborn abattis, the intrepid assailants swept up to the earth-
works, climbed their slippery sides, and captured the whole of the
works south of the railroad, with six guns (light battery), one
stand of colors, many prisoners, and field, staff and artillery
horses, (one of the former, a noble charger, captured by Sergeant J.
Madison Drake, and presented to me by him, carried me to Camp
Reno). Almost simultaneously the flags of the Ninth waved from two
of the redans, while the right guidon floated from the third, which but
a moment before was in possession of the enemy. When the brigades
on the right heard the cheers of the Ninth, they dashed from the woods
that covered them, and charged to the very muzzles of the Confederate
guns. But our success on the left had spread a panic on every side,
and the enemy broke and fled without attempting to carry off their
artillery. The victory was complete, and shout after shout went up as
the Union colors were planted on the ramparts, from the swamp on
the left to the river on our right. Having gained possession of the
enemy’s main line of defence, General Burnside’s attention was turned
to the river batteries in the rear, which he found evacuated, and thus
both the land and water approaches to the city open to our entree. The
enemy, in their flight, burned the bridges behind them, and set fire to
the city as they passed through it; but the citizens rallying, extinguished
the flames of the latter. Soon after, our gunboats moved up to the
wharves, they having silenced several shore batteries, and forced their
way through the formidable obstructions in the river. Newbern was
nearly deserted, and but little of that Union feeling said to exist
south was found. The slaves alone seemed rejoiced at our coming,
and looked upon our victorious banners as signs of their approaching
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millennium. In the evening the First brigade was ferried across the
river to occupy the city. The Ninth went into camp at the junction of
the Neuse and Trent rivers, opposite Newbern, some two miles in rear
of the captured works. Our loss is four killed and fifty-eight wounded,
one-sixth of the entire Union loss. Among the killed was Lieutenant
William Z. Walker of Company A. He was a gallant soldier, and
thoroughly self-possessed in action. He gave his life for his country.
Of the wounded who displayed rare heroism, are Privates Luke
Davidson, and Thomas Delaney, of Company K. These brave men,
although badly wounded, begged that they be allowed to remain with
their company until the action was over.

Again the Ninth, by its cool, substantial and effective bravery, has
sustained the honor of its state with characteristic gallantry.

The trophies in this battle are sixty-nine pieces of artillery, captured
in the various works, besides a large quantity of small arms and many

prisoners.
Ihave the honor to be, governor, very respectfully, your obedient
servant, C. A. HECKMAN,

Lieutenant-Colonel Commanding.
To CHARLES S. OLDEN, Governor of New Jersey.

March 15.—Although without camp and garrison equipage
we manage to make ourselves comfortable. The camp is
eligibly located on a bit of rising ground, with broad, cleared
fields reaching back nearly to the battle-field, two miles away.

March 16.—Received our tents and luggage to-day, which
enabled the men to improve their condition and change their
clothing, something they had been much in want of.

Dr. Addison W. Woodhull, late assistant-surgeon of the
Fifth New Jersey volunteers, promoted surgeon of the Ninth,
arrived in camp to-day, and was heartily welcomed. He came
to us highly recommended, and the confidence reposed in him
at the start was fully justified throughout the war.

For the first time the writer with several friends visited
Newbern to-day. It was not the kind of a place I had expected
to see. A New England town on a fast day, I imagined, would
be a cheerful place in comparison, and as I rambled along the
sand-covered streets I was forcibly reminded of Mrs. Hemans’
poem, ‘‘The Silent Multitude,’ descriptive of a city of the
dead, where

‘‘None spoke—none moved—none smiled.”
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To me it seemed as though every one had gone to a funeral,
‘or was arranging for one. The windows of the houses were.
darkened, and it appeared as if the destroying angel was hov-
ering over the place. Very few white people were visible—a
man here and there with downcast look, loitering about with
his hands in his pockets, and who ever saw a North Carolinian
otherwise? The few women whom we met waved no handker-
chiefs as we passed along. I have seen far happier faces
elsewhere.

March r7.—The camp, named in honor of our brigade com-
mander, has been put in tip-top order, and compares favorably
with any previously occupied by us. Fishermen and other
natives, who had recovered from their fright of battle, visit
camp daily to dispose of their products, for which they find
a ready and profitable sale. Shad caught within sight of our
camp sell at twenty cents, and fresh herring at two cents each.
Eggs obtained twenty-five cents per dozen, while sweet potatoes
bring seventy-five cents and one dollar per bushel. The
Ninth drill daily — the men needing and appreciating the
healthful exercise. Companies from the Ninth take turns in
doing piquet duty a little distance beyond the battle-ground,
each remaining two days. As raids from Confederate horse-
men were apprehended, and as the allegiance of all the farmers
in this section cannot be depended upon, the guards are
attentive to duty, maintaining extreme vigilance.

March 22.—Companies E and I marched off this morning,
convoying a wagon-train, which is expected to return with
forage. After a tramp of six miles the column struck a camp
recently occupied by the Confederates, near which a large
quantity of corn, etc., and a number of swine were discovered.
With heavily laden wagons the column returned to camp before
sunset, to the joy of the men, who needed something besides the
salt ‘‘hoss’’ on which they had been feeding since leaving
Washington. ‘‘ You have done so well,’’ said Colonel Heckman
to Captain Hufty, ‘‘that we shall have to let you try it again
when fresh meat is required.’’ Colonel Heckman was one of
those soldiers who believed in supplying the wants of the army
from the country through which it passed.
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March 27.—To-day, for the first time in three months, we
received fresh bread, baked very nicely at Newbern. We very
cheerfully laid aside the ‘‘hard-tack’’ which our excellent
quartermaster—‘‘ Sam ’’ Keys—had issued us the previous day.
It was a long time after this before we had again to subsist upon
five-year old crackers, except when on a march.

March 28.—Generals Burnside and Reno, with their staffs,
visited our camp this forenoon and witnessed a drill of the
regiment, after which they were hospitably entertained by
Colonel Heckman, to whom they expressed their admiration of
his skill in handling the command.

March 29.—Major Wilson having been promoted to the
lieutenant-colonelcy, Adjutant Zabriskie to the majority, and
everything being quiet, Colonel Heckman left the department
on a twelve-day’s leave of absence. As there was no
drill to-day the men employed the time in washing their
clothing, the river bank being lined with extemporized wash-
tubs, etc.

Who shall describe, with ‘‘ thoughts that breathe and words
that burn,’ in language that shall compress a volume into a
sentence, a sentence into a word, the agony of mind and body
which is the hourly boon of the hundreds in our hospitals?
Aged men and tender boys suffer alike. ‘There is no distinction
in battle. One youth, the very picture of manhood’s budding
beauty, has lost a leg, and limps along upon a erutch. Another,
with bandaged breast and brow, remembers the fatal bravery
which inspired him on the battle-field, and weeps involuntarily
as he never wept before at the sweet thought of home and
mother. ‘The writer, in passing through the hospital after the
battle of Newbern, witnessed a touching incident—one that
drew tears to his eyes and thrilled his form with a pang.
Several charitable ladies were passing along a ward, dispensing
ice cream to the invalids. At the farther end lay a boy, his
face pale, his eyelids drooping. ‘The poor little fellow is
asleep ; we must not disturb him,’’ said one of the ladies.

“‘No, ma’am, I’m not asleep,’’ he softly answered.

‘*My little fellow,’’ continued the lady, ‘‘ are you fond of ice
cream ?’’
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“Very much so,’’ he replied with a silvery voice, as his face
brightened up.

‘Well, help yourself to this,’? saying which the visitor placed
the saucer and spoon on the table at his bedside.

The lad burst into tears, and the ladies became very much
affected at his sobs. ,

‘“Why do you cry?”’ asked one of them.

“‘Oh, madam, if you will pull down the quilt a little you
will see.’’

She did so, and found that he had no arms.

Poor boy! ‘The sympathy of silence and tears was all that
could be bestowed upon his wounded spirit. ‘The remembrance
of sister and brother, of father and mother, of childish frolics
and playmates loved of yore, was awakened to soothe the fancy
of the little sufferer, and to wreath his young brow with the
still tender beauty of resignation to the will of God.

April 1.—An unusually early breakfast this morning, after
which tents were ‘‘struck’’ and loaded upon wagons, when
Companies B, C, D, F, I, K, L and M, marched to the wharf,
and embarked on steam wheelbarrow ‘‘ Union,’’ (a vessel that
had the reputation of being able to sail anywhere when the
ground was covered with a single night’s dew), which steamed
down the really beautiful Neuse river. Companies A, E, G
and H, remained in camp, much to the dislike of all concerned,
as rumors prevailed that the Ninth was to assist in the reduction
of Fort Macon, an impediment to the entrance of our vessels
into Beaufort harbor, on the coast. It was along towards the
middle of the afternoon when we reached the mouth of Slocum’s
creek, the point of our debarkation (previous to the battle), up
which we proceeded for several miles, when disembarking, and
laden with heavy knapsacks, under a scorching sun, we com-
menced a fatiguing march. It was after nightfall when we
reached the old Confederate barracks at Newport, and after
posting guards, all retired to obtain much-needed rest.

April 2,—The Fifth Rhode Island battalion, which we found
in occupancy of the barracks, and who had remained over
night, departed this morning for Carolina City, a city of one
or two houses, some three miles down the railroad.
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April 3.—Four companies went out on the road leading to
Swansboro to do piquet duty—the other four remaining at the
barracks.

April g4.—Company F was sent up the railroad towards New-
bern to guard the railroad bridge across the Newport river, at
Havelock station ; Company D took station three miles this
side, while Company K was sent off to guard a county road
leading from Peltier’s to Swansboro. It was after Company
K had reached its destination along the railroad that a little
incident occurred which the boys often afterwards heartily
laughed at. Lieutenant Townley, a strict disciplinarian, was
in command, when ‘‘’T’om’’ McCormick, stubbing his toe as.
he marched away, used language that the lieutenant could not
find authority for in the tactics, which he studied at every
opportunity. ‘‘ You are fined, McCormick,’’ said the lieutenant.
““Tom’’ had all the respect in the world for the lieutenant,
but this provoked him, and again he used unparliamentary
language. ‘‘I shall impose another fine,’’ said the lieutenant.
‘“Tom’’ took from his pocket a one dollar bill, and handing it
to the officer, said: ‘‘In faith, I will take a dollar’s worth
while I’m at it, lootenint.’’

Company K’s position was as pleasant as could be desired,
and its members proceeded to make themselves comfortable.
Tired of masticating government rations they feasted for some
time upon mutton, chickens and pigs which were found running
at large near the post, and for a time enjoyed the delicious fish
caught in the sound convenient to camp. The capture of the
first fish, weighing some five pounds, brought into camp by
‘Billy’ Ross, was regarded with livelier joy than California
miner ever manifested when his diligent search and severe toil
were rewarded with the discovery of a yellow nugget of fabulous
value. The fish were good, but the sweet potatoes and corn,
which appeared early in the season, were considered far more
palatable. When these first came, they were devoured with
as much avidity as gaunt pigs swallow kernels scattered among
the leaves in the forest.

April 5.—The men of the Ninth, by their excellent behavior
and generosity, speedily gained the esteem of the people living
LOVE FOR THE OLD FLAG. 71

in their vicinity, who brought into the various camps hoe-cake,
ham, eggs, pies, clams, oysters, potatoes, etc., which they
either gave away or disposed of at very moderate prices. Many
men in the regiment presented these poor people with blankets
and such articles of wear as they could dispense with. It was
because of such favors that the manor-born entertained an
exalted opinion of the Ninth regiment. Nearly every family,
especially the poorer classes (‘‘ white trash,’’ as the planters
called them,) possessed a love for the ‘‘old flag,’’ and they
joyfully hailed their deliverance from the bondage from which
we had released them.

April 6.—Company K, on piquet on Ogilvie’s plantation, at
the junction of two roads, summoned to the barracks, marched
five miles in about an hour and reported to the lieutenant-
colonel, who was in command of the post. Knapsacks were
unslung, a gill of whisky given to those who liked it, and
with an extra supply of ball-cartridges several companies were
ordered out to support Company B, which expected an attack.
For some reason or other the Confederates did not put in an
appearanice.

April 7.—This morning, everything being quiet, the rein-
forcements returned to the barracks, which they had hardly
reached ere news arrived that an hour or so after they had
started upon the return the watchful enemy had swooped down
upon Company B’s advanced piquet post, mortally wounding
one man—Private Warren W. Sweeny—and carrying away as
prisoners Sergeant David C. Bradford, Corporal Theodore
DeHart, Corporal Moses Blakely, and Privates Theodore
Hughes, Daniel Cosgrove, Henry Teutenberg, James Murphy,
William Danbury and William Morris. As these were the first
men of the Ninth to be captured, we all naturally burned to
march forth and rescue our comrades and exterminate the
marauders.

April 8.— The Confederates, displaying increased activity
outside our lines, the companies at Camp Reno—A, E, H and
G—left there and arrived at Newport late this afternoon.
About one hundred of the sick and wounded, unable to make
the journey, remained in care of Captain Castner. To-day
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Captain Samuel Hufty, with Companies B, C and I, burned
the bridge across Broad river, to prevent sudden forays by the
enemy.

April 9,—Long-roll, calling the companies out of the barracks
in short-metre in the middle of the night.

April ro.— A detachment of mounted artillerymen from
Belger’s Rhode Island battery came into our camp, commanded
by Lieutenant Pope.

April 1r.—The Ninth to-day gladly received pay for January
and February, and the farmers who supply us with good things
feel correspondingly happy.

April r2.—l,ieutenant Pope took his artillerymen outside our
lines on a scout, but saw nothing of the enemy.

April r4.—Colonel Heckman rejoiced our hearts by returning
to-day. He was improved in health. With him in command,
we knew that we should not long be annoyed by predatory
bands of Confederates who hung on the outskirts of our lines.

April 15.—Our piquets were somewhat agitated this forenoon
on seeing a large force approaching, but on learning its true
character extended a hearty welcome. It proved to be the One
Hundred and Third New York regiment, with prisoners,
negroes and much plunder, gathered ex route from Newbern,
from which place it had started three days previously. The
raiders brought with them horses and every description of
vehicles, but we were glad when they left camp.

April 6.—Roused at midnight by the drummers, a shot or
two having been fired by the piquets.

April 78.—Long-roll again this evening, but no signs of the
enemy.

April 21,—Captain Stewart, wishing to give his men more
exercise than was possible on post, started away on a scout,
returning, however, before dark, without having seen anything
of armed Confederates.

April 24.—The sun came creeping out of the Atlantic ocean
(as it seemed to the writer, who was standing on the mainland
looking towards Fort Macon, ) when the reverberations of heavy
guns were plainly heard among the sand hills on Bogue Island,
upon the northern extremity of which the fort was located.
 

LT. COL. WM. B. CURLIS.
CAPTURE OF ForT MACON. 73

‘The Confederates in the fort, for some reason unaccountable to
the Unionists, had refrained from attempting to dislodge the
besieging force, who were enabled to plant their guns and
mortars without molestation, and in almost absolute security.
But, everything being in readiness for the siege, with the
opening of the bombardment, the enemy made a vigorous though
ineffectual reply, steadily maintaining it until dark.

April 25.—Firing was resumed at daylight, and by noon-time
it became apparent that the Confederates would soon be
compelled to surrender, which ceremony took place at four
o'clock in the afternoon, when five hundred men, under Colonel
White, marched out and lay down their arms. The Confed-
erates, who were much dejected, no longer sung :

‘¢ Tf Lincoln wants to save his bacon,
He’d better keep away from old Fort Macon!
Look away !”

April 29.—Quartermaster Keys, a faithful and highly efficient
officer, left the regiment to-day, greatly to the regret of officers
and men, to act as commissary of Burnside’s corps, with which
he remained until the end of the war. Second Lieutenant
Edward S. Carrell was appointed to act in his place.

May 1.—The weather continues delightful—no rain having
fallen in over three weeks.

May 2.—Rumors prevail that owing to difficulty in obtaining
recruits for the ‘‘fighting Ninth,’’ which so far is the only
regiment from New Jersey that has been engaged in battle, two
companies will be disbanded and the men transferred to the ten
remaining companies.

May 3.—Firing by the piquets on the Swansboro road caused
an alarm in camp.

May 13.—Major Zabriskie, who had been home on sick leave,
returned to-day, greatly improved in health and strength.

May 16.—Complimentary orders were received to-day from
General John G. Parke, thanking the Ninth ‘‘ for the arduous
and important services rendered by it in assisting in the
reduction and capture of Fort Macon,’ and directing that
“‘Roanoke Island, February 7-8,’’ ‘‘Newbern, March 14,”’
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and ‘‘Fort Macon, April 25, 1862,’’ be inscribed on the
regimental colors. ‘The gratifying announcement was received
with enthusiasm. ‘The duties of the men in the various com-
panies are light; while they are contented the natives are
delighted. While the Confederates, who were hurried from
Fort Macon by a grand discharge of fireworks, keep at a
respectful distance, we continue as wakeful to a sense of duty
as a grimalkin after scenting a mouse. While many of us frisk
about like school-boys when the teacher has slipped out to
imbibe a julep, during tours of duty we are faithful and firm as
when preparing to resist to the death a host advancing to the
assault. And yet there is no telling what a day may bring
forth. Occasionally we receive a day’s notice before moving,
and at other times are ordered to sling knapsacks and march at
once, with no leisure to carve the date of our departure on the
thick bark of the nearest turpentine tree.

May 18.—The section of Belger’s artillery returned to New-
bern to-day, to the great regret of the men, who had become
greatly attached to the Ninth. It being Sunday, a negro
minister held forth. Before he conciuded his sermon he got
through from Genesis to Revelation.

May 20.—Although the Ninth is delightfully located, with
light duties, yet the men are dissatisfied and long for a change.
So pleasant and profitable has our sojourn been in this section,
that the inhabitants, who feel the greatest security in our
protection, have petitioned General Burnside to retain the
Ninth in the district, rumors prevailing for a few days past that
the Ninth was to be ordered to Virginia.

May 2g.—Chaplain Thomas Drum, while riding, fell from his
horse, sustaining a fracture of a leg.

May 25.—A paymaster made glad our hearts by giving us
two months salary. There are but few spendthrifts in the
Ninth—most of the men feeling it a sacred duty to forward the
bulk of their meagre pay home. I am told that nearly every
man sends at least ten dollars out of the thirteen to his family,
while I know many that remit a larger per centage. He who
does not exercise a prudent economy in the army, as in civil
life, is often obliged to suffer in consequence of his indiscretion.
A CLERGYMAN CARRIED OFF. 75

May 26.—A terrible rain-storm prevailed to-day, the district
being flooded. The old mill at Havelock (where Company F
is stationed), was carried away by the flood.

May 27.—A national salute was fired at Fort Macon to-day
in honor of the arrival of Provisional Governor Edwin D.
Stanley.

May 29.—The officer of the day went out in the woods, in
rear of his quarters, and discharged his revolver this forenoon,
causing the companies to turn-out of the barracks. The captain
received an admonition from Colonel Heckman for his indiscre-
tion. A private of Company E was united in marriage to Miss
- Bell living near camp.

May 30.—The last of the sick men left in camp at Newbern
reached Newport to-day.

June rz.—A party of Confederates (farmers by day and
soldiers at night), eluded our piquets and reached the humble
home of Rev. Thomas Mann, just inside our lines and carried
off the inoffensive clergyman. He had refused to identify him-
self with the cause of rebellion, and having committed the
crime of addressing a Union meeting, composed of his neigh-
bors, incurred the mortal hate of secessionists, who embraced
this opportunity of wreaking vengeance upon him.

June 12.—To-day a locomotive, with cars attached, came
down from Newbern. It did us all good to once more hea1
the sound of a steam whistle. Companies A, B and H went
outside the lines, hoping to run across parties interested in
carrying off the clergyman, but were unable to gain any
intelligence of his whereabouts. Infantrymen are illy adapted
for a long stern chase.

June 13.—A company of the Third New York Cavalry from
Newbern, reached the Ninth’s camp at six o’clock this evening
to join in a scout towards Swansboro. Companies I and M,
commanded by Captain Hufty, left the barracks soon after—
the cavalrymen following at eleven o’clock.

June rg.—The cavalry, unable to cross Broad creek, and
being of no further use, returned to camp, while the two
infantry companies, determined to destroy the cavalry barracks
on the White Oak road, some four miles further on, crossed in
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‘‘ dug-outs,”” and accomplished their purpose, besides capturing
three prisoners, returning to camp at Newport without mishap
at a late hour in the afternoon.

June 15.—The cavalry returned to Newbern.

June 16.—Two beautiful locomotives from New Hampshire
passed over the railroad to-day, going as far as Morehead
City.

June 18.—Trains coming down from Newbern were protected
by men within what we called ‘‘Monitor’’ (iron-clad) cars.
‘Two small cannon were mounted upon the platform cars, plated
with iron.

To-day a party of Company K’s boys sailed across Bogue
sound, landing near the house of an islander named Lewis,
whose sixteen-year-old son agreed to pilot the party over to the
beach, which he succeeded in doing after pursuing a most intri-
cate pathway. The boys had a delightful ramble along the
shore, and viewed with great interest the spots where huge-
throated mortars and monster cannon a short time previous had
hurled shrieking death-dealing missiles against the unwelcome
occupants of one of Uncle Sam’s forts. After examining
various localities of interest, and contrasting the present calm
with the tempest of fire that recently swept over the lower end
of the island, the adventurers suddenly grew thirsty.
*‘Water!’’ ‘‘water!’’ was the cry, but Sahara’s desert is not
more arid than the scorching sands over which they rambled.
Readers of narratives of shipwrecked mariners may oftimes
imagine that their descriptions of sufferings endured for want
of water exaggerated, but with this brief experience of the
torture caused by thirst, none in that little party were disposed
to doubt stories told by the sailors.

June 21.—This was a memorable day for the Ninth. As the
weather was charming, many people from the surrounding
country visited camp to witness the afternoon drill and the
dress-parade at sunset, especially as it was generally understood
that a magnificent sword was to be presented by the line officers
to the esteemed regimental commander. At the conclusion of
dress-parade Captain Boudinot of Company K, stepped forward.
from the line of officers and said :
PRESENTATION OF A SWORD. 77

CoLONEL HrcKMaNn—I am deputed by the line officers of the Ninth
regiment to present you with this sword and belt, as a small token of
our appreciation of your merits as our commander, as well as our
esteem of you as a brother officer. The uniform impartiality with
which you have administered the offices of our now famous regiment,
the courtesy you have always extended towards us in our social inter-
course with you, and the intrepidity you have displayed in leading the
command on to victory, have endeared you to us in an eminent degree.
We thank you, sir, for the proud name you have won for us as officers
of the glorious Ninth. As Jerseymen, we thank you for the lustre you
have added to the name of our state. Mounted on this blade are the
emblems of our national greatness, and of the impious rebellion—not
yet fully crushed, although doomed to a certain and ignominious death.
We have still our parts to act, and shall doubtless pass through other
struggles before returning to our homes. The scenes of Roanoke and
Newbern may again be enacted; but rest assured, sir, that wherever
you may lead, we will follow, confident that we are on the road to
victory and honor. In conclusion, permit me to wish you every success
in your military career, and that when this unhappy war is ended, you
may long enjoy the blessings of prosperity in the happy consciousness
of having in your country’s service won for yourself a lasting and an
honored name.

Colonel Heckman, on receiving the sword, spoke substantially
as follows :

Captain BoupDINOT—I beg, through you, to thank the gallant line
officers of the Ninth New Jersey volunteers for this elegant weapon,
presented by them in appreciation of Roanoke and Newbern. However
well I may have performed my duties on those memorable fields, yet I
would have been debarred the proud satisfaction of receiving this
beautiful sword had it not been for the indomitable energy, obstinate
bravery, courage, skill and fortitude of those brave boys standing in
yonder ranks [pointing to the men in line]. Without them I would not
be what I am; and to them I owe a debt that never can be cancelled.
New Jersey has just cause to feel proud of her sons—her historic fame
has not been tarnished in the slightest; on the contrary, we have ably
maintained the honor and the reputation of the ‘‘ Jersey Blues” of the
revolutionary age. The regiment which I have the honor to command
has within its ranks as brave and hardy a band as ever shouldered a
rifle, and marching with them to meet the enemy is but to victory,
honor and success. It is an honor to be connected with any of the New
Jersey regiments in the field, but especially so is it when associated with
the Ninth—whose famed deeds will ever shine on the brightest pages of
history. My greatest ambition in the future, as heretofore, will be to
serve my command to the extent of my ability, and strive to merit the
continued respect and confidence of officers and men.

To the inspiring strains of ‘‘ Hail to the Chief’’ by the band,
Captain Boudinot buckled the sword to Colonel Heckman’s
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belt, the men making the welkin ring with cheers. Everybody
felt happy, so Major Zabriskie assumed command without
orders, and passed the regiment in review before its idolized
chieftain, who subsequently invited ali present to partake of
his hospitality. Occasions of this character cheer the spirits,
sharpen the appetite and promote the health of all who
participate in them.

June 23.—An alarm at midnight roused the regiment, which
formed line with its usual celerity, and Colonel Heckman took
advantage of the circumstance to drill the command for half an
hour by moonlight.

June 24.—At nine o'clock this morning, while a,train of cars
were at Newport barracks, news was received from Captain
Curlis, at Havelock, that the enemy had appeared near the
station the previous night, and attacked and driven in his
piquets. Within five minutes Colonel Heckman, with Com-
panies E, H and I, were on board the cars and proceeding
hastily to the relief of the little garrison at Havelock, reaching
which point Companies E and I disembarked, while the train
proceeded on to Newbern, carrying Company H as a guard for
its protection. A reconnoisance was made towards Lewis’
plantation, where it was found a large force of cavalry had been
during the night, but on hearing the approach of troops had
withdrawn. Major Zabriskie and Surgeon Woodhull were
temporarily absent from camp when the train started, but on
returning and learning the condition of things, placed a hand-
car on the track, and with half a dozen men started up the
railroad, reaching Havelock at noon-time, their appearance
being greeted with cheers by Company F’s boys. Company I
remained at Havelock to assist in building the block-house,
while Companies E and H returned to camp late in the after-
noon by train.

Company F commenced and completed the block-house at
Havelock, and remained on duty there most of the summer,
which was passed in an agreeable manner—the duties being far
from irksome. The members lived ‘high’ so long as their
money lasted, but a time came when they felt that fresh meat
would be more palatable than the ‘‘salt hoss’”’ regularly issued
A Crack SHOT DISAPPOINTED. 79

by the quartermaster. ‘The death of a large black hog which
had been running at large on the Lewis plantation, and which
had been fed by the boys, was finally decided upon. As Hiram
G. Voorhees had been boasting of his ability as a marksman
(and not without cause), he was selected to kill the animal.
Carefully loading his rifle, Voorhees went in search of the
porker, leaving his weapon resting against an old building
while he drove the hog to the block-house, where it was pro-
posed to have it die. During his brief absence one of the
practical jokers of Company F withdrew the bullet from
Voorhees’ rifle. When Voorhees had driven the hog to the
appointed place, he picked up his rifle and taking deliberate
aim at the unsuspecting animal, not more than ten yards
distant, blazed away. ‘The report of course startled the hog,
which looked up and grunted. Voorhees, greatly amazed,
looked at the hog, then towards the men, who, unable to restrain
themselves, nearly exploded with laughter. Voorhees reloaded
and ended the days of Mr. Lewis’ fattest hog, but so long as he
remained in the army he never heard the last about his ‘‘ poor
shooting.’’

June 25.—About noon to-day Colonel Heckman marched
from the barracks with Companies B, E, H and M, headed by
a squadron of the Third New York cavalry, commanded by
Major Lewis, with the expectation of capturing a party of Con-
federate horsemen who were committing depredations on the
White Oak road. A Mr. Roberts, a farmer living outside our
lines, acted as guide. After a toilsome march of twelve miles
the command halted and bivouacked for the night near where
it was thought the enemy might be. A strong guard was
posted, but the guerrillas failed to appear.

June 26.—The command, at daylight, hurried its march into
the interior for a considerable distance, but failing to overtake
the enemy, who fled before it, set out upon its return to camp,
which it reached without mishap at a late hour on the night of
the twenty-eighth—the cavalry returning next day to Newbern.

June 30.—After inspection and muster, Company E, Ljieu-
tenant Ben. W. Hopper, commanding, was sent off to do
piquet duty at Evans’ Mills. Mr. P. G. Evans, the owner of
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the place, was not at home to dispense any hospitalities or to
welcome the company, which proceeded to make itself as com-
fortable as circumstances would permit. Mr. Evans found it
convenient to be in command of a cavalry company some
miles away. ‘The old saw-mill on the place was used to furnish
timber for the block-house, which the command proceeded to
construct. Blackberries were abundant—so were mosquitoes,
gnats, wood-ticks and the ever-to-be-dreaded moccasin snakes,
some of which measured three feet in length and four inches in
diameter—not pleasant fellows to meet with, by any means.

July r.—l,ieutenant Edward S. Carrell, who had been acting
as regimental quartermaster, returned to his company—H—
having been relieved at his own request—Ljieutenant Thomas
B. Appleget of Company M, assuming the duties of the
position.

July 3.—Company @ Captain Stearns, and Company &.
Captain Jey, Third New York cavalry, and a section of
artillery, with three rifled six-pounders, arrived from Newbern.
Company F, of the Third cavalry, Captain MacNamara,
stopped at Havelock.

July 4.—A national salute was fired at sunrise, to the great
delight of the troops and natives.

July 5.—Confederates are reported advancing—great joy being
evinced by the men of the Ninth.

July 7.—A private of Company C, on piquet six miles west
of camp, was wounded in the leg to-day by a lurking bush-
whacker.

July 8.—Firing being heard in the direction of Company C’s
post, two companies of the Ninth, with two companies of
cavalry, under Major Zabriskie, hastened away. Arriving at
Company C’s quarters, it was found that some men relieved
from guard had discharged their rifles in order to clean them.
Almost every day there were alarms at some point along the
line, and as the Confederates became emboldened and more
persistent, Colonel Heckman determined to punish them.
Learning that a considerable force had gathered at Youngs’
Cross-roads, he arranged to co-operate with a detachment
which was to be sent out from Newbern.
MOSS ENG.CON.

 

MAJOR ADDISON W. WOODHULL, LIEUT. WM. E, TOWNLEY,

SURGEON. COMPANY K,
A SENSELESS TRAMP. 81

July 77.—A contraband from up country having entered our
lines and reported a force of Confederates encamped at Adams’s
creek, Companies E and H were despatched to that locality. A
long march and careful search failing to reveal the enemy’s
presence, the companies bivouacked for the night, and next
day returned to camp—many of the men, although footsore
and weary, incensed enough to have cowhided the aforesaid
contraband, could he have been found, for being the cause of
the fatiguing tramp. ’

July 26.—At four o’clock this morning, Companies B, C, D,
H, I and M, with three companies of the Third New York
cavalry, and two pieces of artillery, started from camp with
elastic step, in high expectancy of again meeting the foe. The
sun withered everything by the road-side, the men suffering a
good deal from its piercing rays. By noon-time the command
had attained a distance of over twenty miles, and as the horses
needed rest and feed, a halt was ordered at Peltier’s Mills for
two hours, when the march was resumed to Davies’ Mills, where
Colonel Heckman had determined to spend the night. Andan
awful night it was, owing to the heavy showers and the
blinding sheets of lightning and peals of thunder, which shook
the earth.

July 27.—Expedition moved at daylight. The apparel of
the men being soaked with rain rendered traveling difficult
and unpleasant, but under the genial sun rays the water
speedily evaporated and locomotion became natural. Young’s
Cross-roads were reached just before noon, when Colonel
Heckman, discovering evidences of the enemy’s presence,
ordered the three companies of cavalry to advance and make
observations on the various roads leading from the junction.
The colonel accompanied Captain MacNamara’s company on
its reconnoissance down the Onslow road, which led across the
White Oak river—a deep, sluggish stream, emptying into
Bogue sound. They had gone a mile, perhaps, when, upon
turning a bend in the narrow road, the head of column received
a volley, which wounded Colonel Heckman and Surgeon
Woodhull and several cavalrymen. Although they had fallen
into a clever ambuscade, the cavalrymen maintained composure,
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and quickly dismounting, took cover and opened with telling
effect upon the Confederates, who, sinking spurs into their
horses, dashed away and across the bridge over the river,
promptly setting fire to the pine structure to prevent pursuit.
The cavalry, without waiting for the Ninth to come up,
cautiously followed the retreating Confederates, and while
engaged near the burning bridge were joined by the infantry
and a field-piece brought up by Captain Hufty, who started
the moment‘he heard the volley. In a minute two companies
were deployed along the left bank of the river, while Lieutenant
Graham’s gun opened in a mantier that surprised the Confed-
erates. Meanwhile Colonel Heckman was vainly endeavoring
to find a ford in the river. The infantry, led by Company I,
crossed on the bridge stringers, which remained intact, and
making the woods resound with cheers, dashed up the bank on
the opposite side, but too late, however, to surround the enemy,
who precipitately fled on seeing the perilous feat performed by
the Jerseymen. Eighteen prisoners, however, were taken,
together with some small arms, horses, etc. ‘The prisoners
stated that their force numbered between two hundred and three
hundred. The Union loss amounted to seven wounded, none
mortally. Had the force from Newbern, which Colonel
Heckman expected to meet him at this point, arrived, the Con-
federates could not have escaped.

July 28.—Captain Stewart, with Company H of the Ninth,
and two companies of cavalry, proceeded as far as Pollocksville,
ten miles distant, to which point, it was ascertained, the
co-operating force from Newbern had marched the previous
day, but for some inexplicable reason had gone back to the
city by the same route it had advanced. Captain Stewart,
finding nothing of the enemy, retraced his steps and reported to
Colonel Heckman shortly after noon. At three o’clock the entire
force moved forward in the direction of Newbern—this being the
nearest point to the Union lines—and early in the evening went
into quarters at the Seminary building near Pollocksville.

July 29.—Resumed the tramp as gray streaks illumined the
eastern horizon, and at noon entered Newbern—returning to
camp at Newport by cars late in the afternoon.
A Visrr To Fort Macon. 83

July 30.—Artillery and cavalry came down by train from
Newbern.

With several members of the Ninth, the writer to-day visited
Fort Macon for the first time. ‘There was but little within or
without to remind one of the struggle that had taken place
a few months before—happy contrabands having removed the
debris and repaired the walls that had been breached by heavy
missiles. Ninety-one guns grinned defiance from barbette and
port-hole. The light-house that, like a giant sentinel, had
borne high heavenward its brilliant torch, had been destroyed
by the Confederates previous to their surrender, by which act
of vandalism the tempest-tossed mariner is deprived of a beacon
that, in happier days, welcomed him to a safe and pleasant
anchorage in the beautiful harbor. Beaufort and Morehead
City are directly opposite the fort, while Carolina City (two or
three houses) is situated two miles southwest, on Bogue sound.
From either place the ocean scenery is enchanting. The
constant roar of the sea, the shrill cry of each bird that wings
its flight far above our heads, the fish leaping from their
natural element to catch a glimpse of the brilliant landscape,
the fleet clippers spreading their ample sails, the sparkling
blue waters that leap skyward to receive the sunbeams’ kisses,
the sailors’ strains that mingle with the murmur of the winds
and waves at eventide—these things were enchanting to us who
were only accustomed to inland life.

August g.—Company F left Havelock to-day (being relieved
by Company I), and repaired to Beaufort, for provost duty—
Captain Curlis having been appointed marshal of the place.
Company G, Captain Ritter, was ordered to Morehead City.

August rg.—A detachment of one hundred picked men from
three companies of the Ninth, and three companies of cavalry,
left the barracks early this evening, and before the sun made
its appearance next morning, the command had halted on
Edward Hill’s plantation, Cedar Point, on the left bank of
White Oak river, opposite Swansboro—twenty-six miles from
our starting point. Colonel Heckman looked in vain for two
“‘ wheelbarrow ’’ steamboats, that had started early the previous
day, with small boats intended for our use in crossing the river
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to the town ; but unfortunately the steamers had run aground
in the wide, but deceitful sound, and failed to get off in time
to be of any use to the expedition. Determined not to be
foiled, the colonel marched his forces down the bank of the
wide river towards Bogue sound—searching all the creeks and
bays for means of water transportation. He found nothing,
however, except a yawl-boat and two or three small canoes,
which were inadequate and illy adapted for the purpose. But
in these frail crafts Captain McChesney of the Ninth, embarked
with sixteen men, and rowed away towards Swansboro, which
place they had nearly reached when the Confederates, stationed
on the wharf at the lower end of the village, opened upon him
with a small field-piece, and in a few minutes several hundred
armed men rose up and delivered volley after volley. Captain
McChesney’s men dropped their oars and picking up their
trusty rifles, returned the fire. The Confederates evidently
looked upon the death or capture of the small attacking party
as a foregone matter, but the men of the Ninth took a different
view of the situation, and resolved to effect their retreat,
especially as Confederates, in three large boats, were pulling
towards them. When quite near, the Ninth’s representatives
poured a volley into the foremost boat, which put a stop to
further pursuit, and returned in safety to the shore.

August 19.—As the ‘‘ wheelbarrow ”’ steamers did not return
to Beaufort, and nothing had been heard from them, Colonel
Heckman despatched Companies L, F and K, on a schooner
to go in search of them. The men enjoyed the sail up the
sound, and about the middle of the afternoon, all hearts were
gladdened by the discovery of the steamers, lying at anchor
off Swansboro. The steamers had grounded on going up,
which prevented them from aiding Colonel Heckman’s force,
but getting off next day, continued on to the town, where
Colonel Stevenson of the Twenty-fourth Massachusetts, landed
some of his men, who destroyed two large salt factories—a
serious loss to the people of that section as well as the entire
state. ‘The three vessels then returned to Beaufort.

August 20.—A number of ‘‘ contrabands ’’? came down Bogue
sound in boats to-day, and were halted by Company K’s
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piquets, who provided them with quarters in an old building
on the Ogilvie plantation. The men-folk were subsequently
employed in cutting timber for the erection of Company K’s
block-house, in process of construction, while the females made
themselves useful in washing for the men. Lieutenant Kdwin
Stevens Harris is acting as adjutant, vice Abel, who is north
on leave of absence.

August 21.—Company B relieved Company A at Havelock.
The disappearance of Captain Boudinot of Company K, a day
or two ago, gave distress to his men. The captain had sailed
down to Carolina City, a few miles below the post, in a small
boat, but on returning up the sound in the evening, missed the
piquet post, and passed the night on the water. Next morning
being unable to locate himself, he sailed away at hap-hazard,
and, by-and-by, when nearing the shore, and hearing shots,
from his own piquets (which, however, he mistook for those of
the enemy), he turned his craft about and sailed away across
the sound. The piquets, not recognizing the boat, and be-
lieving that some one was ‘‘spying the land,’’ went in pursuit.
When nearly to Bogue Island they saw the craft they were in
pursuit of turn directly over, but on reaching it, discovered no
trace of the man who had a minute or two before occupied it.
An examination of the boat revealed the fact that it was the
one the captain had sailed away in, and after a fruitless search,
they took it in tow, and returned to the mainland with hearts
burdened with grief. Next day a prolonged search was made
along the sound, but no trace of the missing captain or his
body could be found. In the evening, however, Major Zabriskie
sent word to Company K that Captain Boudinot had ‘‘ turned
up’’ at Fort Macon. Supposing himself pursued by enemies,
and being a clever swimmer, he sprang out of his boat, he
afterwards said, and swam to shore, which he reached in safety
and then made his way down the lonely island, to the fort.

August 31.—Piquet station of Company B at Havelock, two
miles from railroad, attacked by several hundred Confederates,
who were held at bay until Lieutenant Ben. W. Hopper, with
Companies B and E, reached the scene, when the enemy

‘retreated. A corporal of Company E—the only man injured
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on our side—was shot through the hand. Lieutenants Hopper
and Burnett captured two guerrillas and some fifty stand of
arms of every conceivable make.

September 1.—Captain James Stewart, Jr., and Adjutant Abel
returned to the regiment to-day from their visit north. After
dress parade in the afternoon Company H marched over to
Captain Stewart’s quarters, and on the appearance of that officer,
Corporal J. E. Matthews stepped forward, and said :

CapTain—I am deputed by the members of Company H to present.
you with this sword, belt and sash—not so much as a token of the
respect and love we all feel for you as our commander—for we believe
that feeling would be but feebly expressed indeed, were we to demon-
strate it by so meagre an offering—but we give you this emblem of your
present profession, that in after years, when our association is broken
up, you may recall, through it, the brave deeds performed by yourself
in this dark period of our country’s struggle, as well as to remind you
of the men who have so gallantly followed you through manifold dan-
gers, and the confidence those men felt in their leader and captain.
May the reflection that you have our full respect and confidence give
you the same satisfaction it does us in presenting to you a weapon
which, while in your hands, we know will only be drawn in the cause of
justice and right.

Captain Stewart replied :

CORPORAL AND MEN OF Company H—But scarcely returned from an
absence of over a month, I find myself taken completely by surprise—
an agreeable one, I confess—and one that any soldier, no matter how
punctillious he may be regarding his duties, should be proud of.

It has ever been a boast of mine, and one that our leader has fre-
quently endorsed, that I have a company second to none in the service,
in point of discipline, drill and efficiency ; and for me to know that in
the difficult task of moulding a body of citizens into a company of sol-
diers I have not only succeeded, but at the same time, retained the
respect and confidence of these men, is of itself a triumph one may be
justly proud of. My interests and feelings have been identified with
you from the organization of our regiment to the present time, and, God
willing, that association shall continue until the mighty work which
called us together shall be successfully accomplished.

You have already, during your brief connection with the service, been
called upon, on more than one occasion, to test your patriotism and valor
on the battle field, and many of our comrades who started with us from
our native state, full of life and hope, are now numbered among the
dead—their bones left to bleach on Carolina’s shore, far away from their
kindred and friends. Nevertheless, their brave deeds are remembered
by all, and while we drop a tear to their memory, let us try and.emulate
their heroism, and prove to all our determination to defend to the last,
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and sacrifice life itself, it may be, to protect that government which
has nurtured and cherished us in the past.

Having just returned from the north, and from the homes of many
of you, I can give you the assurance that your conduct is closely
watched by those who in ’61 bade you God-speed on your mission, and
that their prayers ascend daily for your safety and success. They are
justly proud of your record thus far, and have no fear of the future. I,
too, am well satisfied with the readiness with which you have obeyed
all my orders, and the diligence you have displayed in acquiring a
knowledge of your duties. Let the confidence which has heretofore
existed between the officers of this company and the men continue, and
I pledge you that the handsome gift handed me this day, while I shall
ever cherish it as an expression of your good feeling toward myself,
both as your captain and friend, I shall do all in my power to preserve,
untarnished in any cause of injustice, but bright and glittering in the
defence of right.

Hearty cheers greeted Captain Stewart at the conclusion of
his speech, most of the men and officers in camp having been
attracted to the spot by the unusual spectacle.

September 2,—Second Lieutenant Edward S, Moffat of
Company K, a worthy son of Professor Moffat of Princeton,
and one of the brightest young officers in the army, was to-day
detailed to report to the chief signal officer at Newbern. He
remained on the signal corps until the end of the war, serving
with distinguished gallantry and fidelity. Company M relieved
Company B at Havelock—not a desirable post, by any means,
hence the frequent changes.

September 10.—Two false alarms to-day, which greatly pro-
voked Lieutenant Hopper.

September rz.—Company E left the barracks for Morehead
City. Dr. Fidelio B. Gillette, a New Jersey man by birth,
joined the Ninth as its assistant surgeon, and was assigned to
the troops at Morehead and Carolina City. He instantly became
popular with officers and men.

September rg.—Company B left for Morehead City, while
Companies C and I, were ordered to duty at Beaufort.

September r5.—Company M gladly left the wilderness at
Havelock for Carolina City, having been relieved by a company

of the Twenty-seventh Massachusetts.
September 17.—Colonel Heckman, with Companies E and H
of the Ninth, and two companies of the Third New York
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cavalry, left Beaufort at an early hour this morning for Adams’
creek, which point was reached next morning, after a fatiguing
tramp. ‘‘The object of the expedition having been accom-
plished,’’ the command retraced its steps and arrived at
Beaufort at midnight on the 18th.

September 19.—Company E returned to its pleasant quarters
at Morehead.

September 24.—Company E, this afternoon, presented Lieu-
tenant William H. Able with a handsome sword and belt,
Quartermaster-Sergeant Oscar Van Houten making the speech
on behalf of his comrades. Lieutenant Able, in accepting the
gifts, responded in appropriate terms, and concluded by inviting
the ‘‘boys’’ to partake of refreshments in the dining-room of
the hotel at Beaufort.

October 2.—Surgeon Woodhull was appointed surgeon-in-
chief of Hammond general hospital at Beaufort.

October 20.—Captain Hufty departed from camp this morning
with his company I, each man carrying three days’ rations and
one hundred and twenty rounds of ammunition. Although
accompanied by a Confederate named Robinson, whom it was
desirable to exchange, the real object of the expedition was to
ascertain the whereabouts of Lieutenant Cushing of the U. S.
navy, who had been sent up to Swansboro to capture a Con-
federate schooner and effect the destruction of the salt
manufactories near that place, but from whom no tidings had
been learned. Captain Hufty was instructed to continue his
march until he obtained definite information concerning the
lieutenant and his command. Fortunately, he ascertained at
Swansboro, where he delivered his prisoner, that Lieutenant
Cushing had met with success in his undertaking, and returned
down the sound to Beaufort the day previous. There being
nothing further for him to do, Captain Hufty recrossed White
Oak river, lowered his white flag and marched back to camp.

October 29.—Companies B, C, E, G, H, I, M and a portion of
Company F, left Morehead City at midnight on cars for New-
bern, with three days’ cooked rations in haversacks, each man
carrying sixty rounds of ball cartridges, and before daylight
were on board steamer ‘‘ Patuxent.’’
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October 30.—This afternoon the Ninth was transferred to
gun-boat ‘‘Huzzar.’’ Steamed away in the evening—the men
wondering where the scene of their next triumph would be, but
not allowing the mystery to interfere with their appetite or their
slumbers.

October 31.—Arrived at the town of Little Washington at
noon and debarked, going into quarters on the outskirts of the
place. Before night two brigades, under General Foster, had
landed.

November z.—A brigade, which had marched from Newberm,
reached our camp this afternoon and bivouacked.

November 2.—All the troops having arrived the column was
put in motion at daybreak, and an hour or so afterwards the
skirmishers encountered the enemy, who were compelled to give
way before our superior forces. "The enemy, however, became
more active and aggressive as the day wore on, and in the
middle of the afternoon made a determined stand at a creek two
miles this side of Rowell’s Mills. The Forty-fourth Massa-
chusetts—a very pretty (nine months’) regiment on dress
parade—had the advance, but on finding it necessary to wade
through a heavy swamp, and having one man killed and several
men wounded, declined to proceed farther—the rebels on the
‘opposite side of the creek having frightened them, besides
setting the bridge on fire. The Twenty-fourth Massachusetts
was then ordered to dislodge the enemy, but notwithstanding
its valor, it, too, was compelled to retire. General Foster was
irritated when he exclaimed: ‘‘I know I have one regiment
here that can cross that swamp, and that is the Ninth New
Jersey,’’ and then turning to an aide he said: ‘‘ Bring up the
‘Muskrats !’’’ Colonel Heckman, who had been anticipating
this command, was at the head of his column when the order
reached him. In an instant the Ninth moved at a quick step,
and as it passed along the narrow roadway the men of the
other commands stepped one side and vociferously cheered, for
they knew the Ninth had never failed in any undertaking,
however arduous or dangerous. In another minute—with
Companies I and B deployed as skirmishers—the Ninth entered
the swamp, through which it dashed, and despite a heavy fire
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from the enemy, who were eligibly posted, it gained the bank
and gave the Confederates ‘‘tit for tat.’ Colonel Heckman
then directed Lieutenant A. Benson Brown of Company C, to
start the mill, which that officer successfully accomplished, for
the purpose of drawing off the water from the stream, and
although frequently fired upon he raised every gate, letting out
a flood of water. Lieutenant Abel crawled up to the burning
bridge and examined that structure, and on reporting that it
might yet be saved, Colonel Heckman placed a number of
sharpshooters from Company G, among whom were Frederick
Rosenbauer, Corporals William Zimmerman, Philip Eckerson
and Sergeant John H. Fadde, immediately at its entrance to
protect himself, the adjutant and others, who then set to work
to extinguish the flames and make the bridge passable. As
the Confederates were vacating their position on the opposite
side, Colonel Heckman did not wait for the planks to cool but
gave his well-known battle-cry, ‘‘Charge, Ninth, charge!”
In an instant Company I sprang upon the smoking structure,
and despite a well-directed fire, succeeded in gaining the
opposite side, when it again extended itself, and hurrying for-
ward, drove the Confederates half a mile, when, finding that the
enemy could not be overtaken, the Ninth halted, posted piquets
and went into bivouac for the night. Belger’s Rhode Island
battery meanwhile had poured shot, shell and canister across
the swamp and creek with splendid effect. The Ninth’s
brilliant achievement was the theme of prolonged and pleasant
converse among the various commands that night, for every
man in it was esteemed a hero.

Shortly after noon, while resting, Christopher Reese of
Company B, was accidentally shot throught the right breast by
a sergeant who was carelessly handling his rifle. ‘The unfor-
tunate man died in great agony two hours afterwards—his death
causing profound sorrow.

November 3.—The Ninth was up and doing before daybreak.
Anticipating that it would be retained as the leading regiment,
the colonel ordered the men to boil their coffee and partake of
their morning repast. They never needed a repetition of an
order of that character, and in a few minutes several hundred
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tin cups were steaming over small fires, which had burned
brightly during the night. The Ninth reached Williamston at
ten o’clock, after an uninteresting tramp of nine miles—nothing
of the enemy being anywhere observed, and halted till noon,
to allow the other regiments to ‘‘catch up,’’ as General Foster
smilingly called it, then continued on in the direction of
Tarboro until sundown, when it went into camp for the night
on a large plantation.

November g.—Another early breakfast and a start at daylight,
the Ninth, as usual, leading the way, marching into the town
of Hamilton at two o’clock in the afternoon, having attained a
distance of fifteen miles. The troops having ‘‘caught up,”
the Ninth proceeded three miles farther on, and fixed itself for
the night. A number of regiments remained in the quaint old
town. Late in the afternoon a fire broke out, and a number of
houses were consumed, despite the efforts of many soldiers, who
labored to prevent the flames from spreading. _ The great line
of fire was swept by the northwesterly wind, which fanned the
flames till they roared and crackled and twisted like fiery
ophidians, attempting to rise but beaten down by some invisible
power. The spectacle was grand, not to be forgotten by those
who witnessed it. The surrounding country was turned to
crimson—the forms of the moving column of men resembling
phantoms, as they marched along under the heavy smoke
clouds which hung over them like a blood-tinged pall.

During the afternoon the cavalry and a section of artillery,
with two companies of the Forty-fourth Massachusetts infantry,
were sent out on a scout in the direction of Tarboro. The com-
mand had not proceeded very far when it found itself confronted
by the enemy, advantageously posted. But nothing daunted, our
cavalry dismounted and attacked the Confederates—our artillery
opening with splendid effect. Had the two companies of the
Forty-fourth (nine months’ men) given proper support the
enemy could have been dislodged, but the cowardice shown by
them compelled the cavalry and artillery to give up the unequal
contest and fall back. The cavalry had two men killed and a
number wounded.

November 5.—Daylight found the column in motion, escorted
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by the Ninth. Prisoners coming in at noon reported a large
force of the enemy at Tarboro, strongly entrenched. ‘The
Ninth continued on until it reached a swamp within four miles
of Tarboro, when it biouvacked for the night—one of the
most unpleasant ever experienced by the men, owing to the
prevalence of a cold storm from the northeast.

November 6.—General Foster deeming it inadvisable to
attack the Confederates in their stronghold, so far from his base
of supplies, ordered his column to make a retrograde movement,
which commenced at daylight—the Ninth covering the retreat.
The night was passed at Hamilton—the troops gladly occu-
pying such buildings as they could find, owing to a continuance
of the storm. Company E took possession of a negro shanty,
in which the boys found a cupboard well supplied with flour,
molasses and lard. With these toothsome articles it was not
long ere ‘‘flap-jacks’’ were being fried over a fire in the con-
venient chimney-place. With this unexpected feast the boys
speedily forgot their fatigues.

November 7.—Heavy fall of snow, rendering the march
difficult and fatiguing. Many of the men suffered greatly—
especially from frost-bite. The town of Williamston was
reached early in the evening, when the troops took possession
of the buildings to escape the severity of the weather.

November 8.—Storm prevented movement of column, but as
it cleared away in the afternoon Colonel Heckman held a dress
parade of the Ninth on the main street, to the great edification
of the natives and the darkies, who had never before seen any
ceremony of that kind.

November 9.—Resumed the homeward tramp at an early hour,
and when the sun had set, the wearied troops were boiling
coffee and eating hard-tack in an open field near Plymouth,
having marched more than twenty-five miles, not a very unusual
thing, by any means, for the Ninth to do. The members of
two companies in the Forty-fourth Massachusetts, after supper,
indulged in singing patriotic songs, and if they could have
marched and fought as well as they sung would be invincible.

November to.—Started on the ‘‘ home-stretch’’ at ten o’clock,
and reached Plymouth shortly after noon, when the Ninth
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embarked on board the gun-boat ‘‘Lancer,’’ and amid the
cheers of the assembled troops, steamed away. At midnight
the ‘‘ Lancer’’ anchored off the northern extremity of Roanoke
Island—the men not being able to sleep owing to hunger.

November rz.—Steamed away at daylight, and as the bright
sun sank behind the woods on the left bank of the river Neuse,
the ‘‘Lancer’’ entered that stream, and at ten o’clock hove to
seven miles below Newbern. ‘The men had scarcely rolled
themselves in their blankets when news arrived that the Con-
federates were threatening the city, and that every man would
be needed in its defence. At midnight the ‘‘Lancer’’ reached
the wharf, when the Ninth disembarked and proceeded to Fort
Totten, on the outskirts, where it lay under arms until morning.

November r2.—Nothing having been heard of the enemy
during the night, a force of cavalry was sent out at daylight to
reconnoitre. Company K being ordered to Newbern, ‘‘ double-
quicked’’ from its post to the railroad, four miles, in thirty-five
minutes, and reaching the city fell in its place in line, for the
first time in many months. ‘The Ninth remained in the fort
till early evening, when it took cars and was transported rapidly
to Morehead City. The old locomotive resembled a meteor as
it rushed along through the heavy pine woods, throwing large
burning cinders from its smoke-stack, to the danger and
annoyance of the men who occupied open platform cars, and
who were sorely troubled in keeping their clothing and blankets
from burning. Never before nor since, I opine, was there a
more exciting railroad ride.

Many men in the Ninth had captured valuables and
curiosities. Some, however, were not so fortunate in what they
got—especially those whose under-clothing were covered with
gray-backs. A two weeks’ tramp, without change of clothing,
is apt to make a man of cleanly habits feel wretched.
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Report of Colonel Heckman to Governor Olden.

HEADQUARTERS NINTH REGIMENT, NEW JERSEY VOLUNTEERS,
Newport BARRACKS, NORTH CAROLINA, Nov. 18, 1862.

Sm—I have the honor to submit the following as the part taken by
the Ninth Regiment of New Jersey Volunteers on the Tarborough
expedition.

On October thirty, some thirteen thousand troops, under General
Foster, composed of three (provisional) brigades, viz.: First brigade,
Colonel Amory, Eighth, Seventeenth, Twenty-third and Twenty-fifth
Massachusetts ; Second brigade, Colonel T. Stevenson, Twenty-fourth
and Forty-fourth Massachusetts, Tenth Connecticut and Fifth Rhode
Island; Third brigade, Colonel Horace Lee, Third, Fifth and Twenty-
seventh Massachusetts, and Ninth New Jersey, with five hundred
cavalry, five full batteries, and a section of boat howitzers, in command
of Lieutenant-Colonel Manchester, of the Marine artillery, set out on
an expedition to Tarborough; the second and third brigades being
transported by water to Washington, North Carolina, and the First
marching overland. The tardy movement of the overland brigade,
which did not reach the point of concentration until the morning of
November second, had jeopardized the success of the enterprise. But
notwithstanding this discouragement, at an early hour the column
moved forward in the order of second, third and first brigades, en-
countering only scattered rebel rangers as it advanced. About four
Pp. M. firing at the front warned us of the enemy’s presence. The
column came to a halt. On the musketry being joined by artillery
fire, with Captain Belger of the First Rhode Island artillery, I rode
forward to learn something of the situation. We found that the
advance was being held back by a lively fire of musketry and artillery
from the opposite side of Deep creek, on which the enemy were posted
to dispute the passage of the stream, having already fired the bridge.
A part of Stevenson’s brigade, with Manchester’s boat howitzers, were
engaged on the right of the road, with swamp ground between them
and the creek. Captain Angel’s battery of Napoleon’s, Third New
York artillery, were in position in a field on the left of the road; General
Foster and staff, were in the rear of, and close to the centre section of
the battery. The effect of our fire was unknown, as the enemy were
protected by a breastwork of logs, and shrouded by heavy timber, in
the shadow of a high bluff. Stevenson ordered forward the Forty-fourth
Massachusetts, but they were soon retired with loss. He then sent his
Twenty-fourth regiment in, but it, too, was forced to fall back before
the galling fire. Manchester was nobly holding his ground. Perceiv-
ing possible work’ for the rest of us, we rode rapidly back to our
respective commands. Soon an order was received for the Ninth New
Jersey to report to General Foster, at the front. On the double quick
report was made, and an order given to cross the stream. On recon-
noitering I found a little to the south of our end of the bridge a clay
bank which would shield the regiment while forming for assault. At
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the command “ Forward, double quick, march!” the Ninth rushed
through the prostrate files of the Twenty-fourth and Forty-fourth
Massachusetts, passed athwart the enemy’s front, by the burning
bridge, and halted under cover of the clay bank beyond the swamp,
near Rowell’s Mill. From this point details were sent to find a ford
above and below the bridge, and another under Lieutenant Abel, to
examine the condition of the bridge, while Lieutenant A. B. Brown
was directed to start the mill near by for the purpose of drawing off the
water from the dam. Captain Angel having responded to our request
for a section of Napoleons, was placed in battery, facing the approach
to the bridge, with his guns double-shotted with grape and canister.
Lieutenant Abel reporting that the bridge could be crossed by infantry,
Angel fired his pieces and followed it with a round of half-second shell,
when the Ninth dashed upon and over the burning bridge, and into the
intrenchments, as the enemy fied into the gloom of the forest. Dark-
ness being upon us, it was deemed inexpedient to pursue the foe. This
gallant charge over a burning bridge, seemed to have demoralized the
‘‘ Johnnies,” for we did not get a glimpse of them after having crossed
the stream. But we found that Angel’s last round had disabled a
caisson, and riddled the house which had been the headquarters of the
alert foe. The Ninth, with Angel’s battery, bivouacked on the field.
Early in the morning of the third the column was en route and during
that and the next day moved steadily forward without serious hind-
rance. On the night of the fourth we bivouacked at a point about four
miles from Tarborough. Here a council of war was held which re-
sulted in the issuing of an order to countermarch the column, and
return to Newbern by way of Plymouth. The time lost at Washington
waiting for the first brigade, had defeated the object sought, and the
heavy storm now raging was fast making impassable the swamp which
we had to recross. It is said that reason was the firstborn, but faith
inherits the blessing. Well, if we could reasonably imply a
doubt as to our expectations while on the advance, the retreat
left none so unreasonable as to question its thoroughly dampen-
ing effect. At daylight of the fifth, the column was moving on
the back track. The Ninth covered the crossing of the swamp of the
artillery, and then formed the rear guard. Our march to Plymouth was
accomplished without mishap, other than that inflicted by the storm.
The men were tired, wet and footsore, and I determined that they should
sleep on board ship that night, if it cquld be effected. With this purpose
in view, I stopped by the roadside until the coming of our chief. Pres-
ently General Foster and staff made their appearance. He rode up to
me and said: ‘Colonel Heckman, you have the best regiment in my
command.” ‘General, your appreciation of its merits is exceedingly
gratifying, and I thank you most heartily. I hold that the Ninth New
Jersey have done as much effective work as any brigade in the depart-
ment.” He replied: ‘‘ You are right, and from this date you are an in-
dependent command; you will report direct to my headquarters and re-
ceive your orders thence.” That night the Ninth, comfortably stowed
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aboard the steamer Convoy, accompanied by her consort, the Escort,
with Belger’s battery aboard, set sail for Newbern, where they arrived
in time to quiet the alarm of its citizens, and relieve the garrison from
the annoyance of the rebs, who had kept them stirring during the ab-
sence of the expedition. The Ninth reached Newport the 12th.

I have the honor to be, Governor, very respectfully, your obedient
servant, C. A. HECKMAN,

Colonel Commanding.
To CHARLES 8. OLDEN, Governor of New Jersey.

[On the eighth instant, Company K, Lieutenant Jonathan
Townley, Jr., Captain Lee’s Rocket battery, a company of the
Third New York cavalry, and two companies of the Third
Massachusetts (nine months) regiment, under Captain Lee,
made a raid to Peltier’s Mills, near the White Oak river, but the
Confederates retreated without giving the advancing force an
opportunity to show its mettle. Several splendid horses, a spy-
glass and a number of shot-guns in the houses of farmers were
brought back as trophies. ]

November r7.—Lieutenant-Colonel James Wilson left the
department to-day, having resigned by request.

November 18.—To-day, by orders from the secretary of war,
the Ninth was consolidated into ten commands—the one
hundred and seventy-one members of A and JL, (Germans)

‘being assigned among the other companies. ‘Twenty-seven
enlisted men and the following-named officers were mustered
out: Captains Charles Hayes and Charles Erb, and Lieuten-
ants Felger, Mueller, Muller and Moll.

For eight months the Ninth New Jersey had guarded a wide
extent of country, keeping back Confederate bushwhackers,
and by its energy and vigilance, said to be the price of liberty,
giving complete protection to the inhabitants within the Union
lines, who held its services in highest esteem.

November 28.—Thanksgiving Day. Visions of old-time
family gatherings and the rapid disappearance of turkey and
“‘fixins ’? come up before us vividly, but they are only memories
of the past, and surrounding realities rapidly dispel them.
Loved ones at home cluster around well-laden boards, as has
been their wont in other and happier days, but many family
 

MAJOR FIDELIO BUCKINGHAM GILLETTE,

SURGEON,
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circles have been broken since last they met on a similar occa-
sion. Instead of turkey the men of the Ninth are content with
beef soup, although many received boxes well filled, the
delicacies being distributed among various messes. General Fos-
ter had issued an order excusing all commands from drill to-day.

November 29.—Rumors prevail that a large contingent of
nine months’ troops has arrived at Newbern, and that a general
forward movement is about to be ordered. The Ninth is always
ready, and if the nine months’ men are to make any return to
the government for its outlay in getting them together, the
sooner the order comes the better. But I very much doubt
whether General Foster will give them any opportunity to fight
after his experience with them at Rowell’s Mills, where the
Forty-fourth Massachusetts ‘‘ flunked.’’

December 1.—Nine months’ men from Massachusetts relieved
the Ninth to-day, when the latter packed up preparatory to
leaving.

December g.—The Ninth, with the exception of Company K,
was transferred on cars to its old camping-ground opposite
Newbern to-day.

December 6.—Company K, having been relieved at Bogue
_ sound, rejoined the regiment at Camp Reno. The magnificent
block-house which it had built under the superintendence of
Corporal: ‘‘Sam’’ Dilks, was shortly afterwards captured by
the Confederates and destroyed—its garrison, nine months’
men, being carried off as prisoners-of-war. The enemy never
neglected any opportunities of that kind.

December 7.—Cooks set to work to prepare ten days’ rations,
which encouraged the men to indulge in a thousand and one
prophecies regarding the movement which the troops had
been assembled to make.

December 8.—Colonel Heckman to-day, by order of General
Foster, assumed command of a battalion of the Third New
York cavalry, Major Cole, and Captain James Belger’s First
Rhode Island battery, which in addition to his regiment, made
his force quite formidable. ‘The cavalrymen and artillerymen,
as well as the Ninth, were highly pleased with the assignment
—each feeling the utmost confidence in the other.
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December 1z.—On to Goldsboro. After a very early break-
fast the Ninth crossed the Trent river into Newbern, where a
considerable force—perhaps fifteen thousand men—were drawn
up in line. As it was well known that Colonel Heckman’s
(independent) brigade had been honored with the post of
danger, as usual, the troops who had recently witnessed the
prowess of the Jerseymen gave them a hearty cheer as they
moved through the streets, with their cadenced step, to the
outskirts of the city, where a brief halt was made, when,
everything being in readiness, the column proceeded on its
long and dangerous march. Along toward the middle
of the afternoon, at a point some fourteen miles from New-
bern, the enemy were first discovered, behind some large
trees, which had been cut down and thrown across the road,
forming a strong barricade. Colonel Heckman, ever at the
front, despite the remonstrances of his officers and men, ordered
Major Zabriskie, in immediate command of the Ninth, to
charge through the obstruction, which was promptly done—
the men leaping from tree to tree, sometimes climbing over, at
other times crawling under, occasionally wading in water, and
oftener in mire, until with a cheer, they emerged into an open
space just at dusk. Strong piquet posts were established, and
during the night a venturesome Confederate cavalryman on a
white horse was captured. The Ninth spent the night alone,
none of the other regiments being able to make their way
through the abdattis, which, however, was entirely removed by
the pioneers before daylight—a herculean task.

December 12.—Moved forward at eight o’clock, and shortly
afterwards encountered a small force of the enemy, who made
an effort to delay our progress into the interior, but the Third
cavalry rushed upon them as often as they attempted to check
the column, and invariably compelled them to retreat to a more
advantageous position. It was highly exciting to witness their
charges, which were cleverly made—Colonel Heckman, Captain
Abel and Lieutenant Graham, a volunteer aide and a perfect
‘‘ daredevil,’’ generally participating in the dash and pursuit.
As darkness set in, the Ninth established piquets and bivouacked
for the night, about ten miles from Kingston.
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December 13.—Made an early start, and after a tramp of six
miles, found the Confederates occupying strong entrenchments
on the opposite side of Southwest Creek, the bridge over which
had been destroyed the day previous. Colonel Heckman, who
took in the situation at a glance, directed Major Cole to dis-
mount his cavalry and advance, which he promptly did. Cap-
tain Schenck then brought forward two of his Napoleons, and
opened with telling effect—the enemy answering with two guns,
posted near the roadway. This revelation decided Colonel
Heckman to change the movement he had at first adopted, and
instead of making a direct attack, as at Rowell’s Mills, endeavor
to flank the enemy and get in his rear. With this in view, he
ordered Morrison’s New York battery to the front and to open
fire. Meanwhile, he deployed three companies of the Ninth
along the left bank of the creek, towards the enemy’s right.
One of the Ninth’s ‘‘ bummers’’ having discovered a mill-dam
in this direction, Colonel Heckman led the remainder of the
regiment cautiously across the same, continuing noiselessly on
until within a few yards of the Confederates’ works, when, with
their old-time cheer, the Jerseymen dashed over the entrench-
ments, almost paralyzing their defenders, who had been in total
ignorance of the movement. ‘‘ There comes that damn Dutch
Heckman !’’ exclaimed a Confederate officer, who lost no time
in vacating the fort with his men. ‘Thus was the position taken,
and by a mere handful of men—two thousand men, with artil-
lery, being put to ignominious flight. The exultant shouts of
the ‘‘ Muskrats’’ were instantly answered by the army on the
opposite side of the creek. The three companies of the Ninth
which had previously been deployed, having no further service
to perform, and hearing the buglers sound the ‘‘ assembly, ’’
speedily crossed the dam and rejoined the regiment, which,
without support of any kind, started in pursuit of the fleeing
foe. The Ninth, however, did not advance very far without
molestation, as the Confederates, recovering from their fright,
had taken a new position,—a thousand yards away—when
they reopened with musketry and artillery. But those in front
gave a yell, which was taken up by the entire regiment, and
starting up the narrow roadway, on a dead run, the Ninth
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quickly reached the guns, clubbing its defenders with the butts
of their rifles. In the confusion incident to an affray of this
character, the Confederates succeeded in getting away with one
piece, but the other, bespattered with blood, remained in pos-
session of the Ninth New Jersey, together with a caisson and an
artillery guidon. Had the cavalry been able to cross the creek
and join in the pursuit, most of the Confederates would have
been cut down or captured. As it was, the Ninth, com-
pelled to do all the fighting and chasing, captured quite a
number of prisoners, while every few yards a dying or dead
Confederate was discovered lying along the roadside, having
been picked off by the unerring aim of our sharpshooters. The
Ninth vigorously continued the chase for some distance, when,
recollecting that the army with which it had started out was
far behind, Colonel Heckman, flushed with excitement and suc-
cess, concluded to halt and await the arrival of the major-general
commanding and his forces. ‘‘ You have done splendidly,
Colonel Heckman,’’ said General Foster, smilingly, as he rode
up, ‘‘ but if you keep on this way, you will leave very little for
my other troops to do.’’ ‘‘ We’ll get a star for him ¢hzs time,
sure, general,’’ said 'Jake Ralfe, amid the hearty laughter of
the boys, who stood near.

After a luncheon the Ninth again led the way—two or three
companies deployed as skirmishers preceding the command.
Just before nightfall the Confederates were observed in the
woods, with a strong skirmish line in front. The Ninth’s
skirmishers promptly opened fire when within easy range, the
‘Johnnies’ replying with equal vigor, and as they showed no
disposition to give way, Colonel Heckman strengthened his
line, which had the desired effect, the Confederates slowly
retiring to their main force, now concealed by the shadows of
night in the deep recesses of the woods in their immediate rear.
The two lines of skirmishers—one slowly advancing, the other
sullenly retreating—maintained a constant fire, the flashes of
the rifles more resembling to those some distance in the rear
the flitting fire-flies of an August evening than the discharge of
deadly weapons. Owing to the mathematical precision with
which the Ninth’s veterans discharged their trusty rifles, and
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the ready response of the Confederates, it seemed as if there
were two walls of fire in that field. It was only when the enemy
had been pushed back to the woods in our front that the Ninth
halted and went into bivouac—the remainder of the column fol-
lowing its example on reaching the spots prescribed. The
weather was cold and cheerless, but the excitements and fatigues
of the day had so exhausted the men that they no sooner threw
their weary bodies upon the frozen ground than sleep—tired
nature’s restorer—came to bless and invigorate. And as the
gloom of that long night settled down our camp-fires illuminated
the scene with unearthly glow.

During the long and dreary night, which, to the Union army
passed with the stillness of death, the shrill shrieks of locomo-
‘tives could be heard in the dim distance. Were the enemy
evacuating Kingston, or were reinforcements sufficient to
encompass our defeat arriving for the defence of the town?
Daylight and the inevitable advance alone would solve the
mystery.

December r4.—The usual early start was made by the Ninth,
as the foe in front tauntingly invited it to advance. The
skirmishers engaged at once, but the precise firing of the New
Jerseymen cooled the ardor of the Confederates, and compelled
them to fall back for half a mile or so, when, without a warning
of any kind, the enemy unmasked a battery near the main road
on which the Ninth was marching, and opened a heavy fire.
Colonel Heckman, however, quickly guided the Ninth out of
immediate range, and sent word to General Foster of the con-
dition of affairs. The general directed Colonel Heckman to call
for such aid as he needed, and act according to his own judgment.
Meanwhile the Ninth’s skirmishers had become hotly engaged
with a superior force of the enemy, but their duties were greatly
lightened when Morrison’s battery went into ‘‘action-front,’’
and poured grape and canister into the ranks of the obstinate
Confederates. A brigade of infantry also came up at this
moment and deployed across the road, extending the line
towards the enemy’s right. Seeing the road safe, Colonel
Heckman moved off to the right with the Ninth and Seventeenth
Massachusetts, with a view of turning the enemy’s left flank,
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but, unfortunately, did not go far enough to accomplish that
purpose, and entering a dense swamp was assailed by two
Confederate regiments, which he was about charging upon
when he learned that a considerable force was at that moment
making its way around his right and rear. The Ninth gladly
retraced its steps out of the swamp, where it was constantly
assailed by a rattling shower of grape and leaden -hail, but it
had hardly reached high and dry ground when artillery opened
with fearful effect. ‘The Ninth, formed in column by company,
rested on the brow of the hill for a few minutes, while the
ubiquitous Heckman reconnoitered towards the enemy’s left
flank. He had been absent from us but a minute or two when
a man behind a fence, directly in front of the first company,
rose up and fired at Color-Sergeant Myers, who was standing in
his place on the left of Company F (color company). Sergeant
Myers, who had never been known to dodge or sit down while
fighting was going on, and whose black eyes gleamed with fire,
supported his treasured silken banner against his left shoulder
and seizing a rifle from one of his guard, was in the act of
leveling the piece when Major Zabriskie commanded him to
‘‘put down that piece and be quiet!’’ The whole regiment
saw the act performed and knew a Confederate did it, and a
hundred rifles were instantly aimed in that direction. ‘‘ Put
down those guns,’’ again commanded the major, who was near-
sighted and could not distinguish the color of a uniform at so
great a distance. Again did the fellow fire, and again did the
imperturbable major command the men to lower their rifles and
“be quiet.’’ The men of the Ninth obeyed their major, but
they had hardly done so ere a regiment rose up along the fence
in our front, and leveling their rifles delivered a volley into our
very faces. In less time than it requires to narrate the fact, the
Ninth sprang forward and formed line, and with bayonets
leveled, rushed upon the unexpected and hidden foe, who fled
precipitately through the open fields in the direction of the
Neuse river, along whose banks we now could plainly see
entrenchments. Manya Confederate fell while fleeing from the
wrath of the sharpshooters of the Ninth, who had great glee
in punishing them for their covert attack. It was at this
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moment that Private Francis Cahill of Company B, who had
been sent off early in the morning with Lieutenant Edgar
Kissam to ascertain something about the Confederate position,
returned to the regiment. He was minus a bayonet which he
had lost while climbing a tree in the swamp, near the school-
house, from which he obtained a view of the bridge over the
Neuse river, as well as the town of Kingston. Running up to
Colonel Heckman, Cahill gave that officer much valuable infor-
mation, when he was despatched to the rear for a battery of
light artillery.

Satisfied that he understood the Confederates’ position,
Colonel Heckman determined that the Ninth should possess
itself of the honors its hard and continuous service and desperate
valor entitled it to. Accordingly he formed the regiment in
column by company, and led it quietly down through the open
field towards the river, the movement being covered by a dense
woods on the left, in the heart of which the battle continued to
rage with unabated spirit. On reaching the road, the Ninth
halted to further prepare for a continuance of the struggle, and
an assault upon the works on both sides of the bridge, half a
mile distant. ‘he proper moment having arrived, Colonel
Heckman directed the Ninth to move quietly forward, which
the men did, with bated breath, until within a few hundred
yards of the bridge, when, under the inspiration of their gallant
leader’s clarion-like voice and example, they sounded a yell,
which struck terror to the hearts of the foe in their front,
causing such of them as retained presence of mind to beat a
hasty retreat towards the bridge, the only avenue of escape left
them, as Colonel Gray of the Fifty-second New Vork, had
already terrorized those on the right by appearing suddenly on
that flank, and was heading in the same direction as the Ninth.
The Confederates set fire to the bridge across the Neuse, and in
a moment the structure, previously saturated with turpentine,
was enveloped in fierce flames. For a moment the scene at the
bridge was a wild one—Union men and Confederates—those
who had been unable to cross—apparently being inextricably
mixed. ‘The men of the Ninth and Fifty-second made strenuous
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heavy fire from the enemy on the opposite bank, drove them
back. I regret to chronicle the heroic death of Colonel Gray,
which occurred at this moment.

The writer was assisting in reforming Company K in a
graveyard, to which it had fallen back, when it was saluted by
a shower of grape from a Confederate field-piece on the opposite
side of the river. One of the iron shots richochetting, struck
Tom McCormick upon his cartridge box belt in the middle of
his back, and mistaking this for a blow which he supposed I
had given him while getting him in his position, he turned
suddenly upon me in great anger, and threatened dire punish-
ment. When I picked up the shot which had fallen at his feet
and handed it to him he begged pardon, but swore he would
have satisfaction of the fellow who had fired it.

The regiments were promptly reformed and the prisoners
sent to the rear out of the way and danger, when the Ninth
again made for the bridge, Color-Sergeant Myers leading the
column at the head of Company F, Captain Curlis commanding.
Where the colors went the regiment invariably followed, and
long before General Foster and staff had reached the bridge
the Ninth New Jersey had taken the entrenchment on the left
bank, with several hundred prisoners, a Texan battle-flag, and
several pieces of field artillery. Many Confederates, shot down
while retreating acrosss the bridge, were burned to a crisp—the
spectacle being a sickening one, even to men familiar with
scenes of death.

Captain Curlis had scarcely reached the left bank, when he
saw a Confederate officer rise from behind a fallen tree in rear
of the earthworks, and take to his heels in a very undignified
manner. ‘‘ Charley Geary,’’ said Captain Curlis to one of his
best men, an excellent runner withal, ‘‘ capture that fellow and
you'll get something.’’ Away darted Geary like a flash, and
within a few moments the fleeing Confederate was brought to
bay, and on the way back a prisoner of war. Geary, believing
that to the victor belonged the spoils, politely requested his
guest to turn over a handsome gold watch and chain, which he
reluctantly did. When Geary introduced his prisoner to Captain
Curlis, the Confederate major remarked: ‘‘’ That man (pointing
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to his custodian), took my watch ; I didn’t know that Yankees
stole!’’ Geary couldn’t stand this,so he handed the watch
back to the major. And that evening, after roasting a chicken
for the captain, he said: ‘‘’The next rebel I capture who has
a good watch, / will bring him in dead, so that he can’t make
any complaint.’’ Geary, a splendid soldier, was wounded at
Drewry’s Bluff, Virginia, May 16, 1864. but he served until the
Ninth was mustered out. He died a few years afterwards from
the effects of his four years’ exposure in the army.

Colonel Heckman detailed Company K to collect the Confed-
erates in the works on the left bank (or Kingston side) of the
river, then hastened on towards the town—three-fourths of a
mile distant—without waiting for a support from the other
troops. Of course the cavalry and artillery were unable to
cross owing to the destruction of the bridge flooring, something
the Ninth very much regretted, as with the aid of the cavalry
the further retreat of the Confederates could have been pre-
vented. The Ninth entered the town at about two o’clock in
the afternoon, where it remained until General Foster came up
with the remainder of his command. Some members of the
Ninth, while ‘‘bumming’’ about the place, secured consid-
erable booty. ‘‘Tom’’ McCormick of Company K, found a
stocking half full of Mexican silver dollars, while ‘‘Jake’”’
Ralfe of Company E, appropriated all the razors, soap, etc.,
which he discovered in a barber’s shop. It is scarcely necessary
for me to state that both these gentlemen placed the above-
named artieles in their capacious haversacks, and rejoined the
regiment, their brief absence not having been noticed by the
officers. ;

With a view of making the Confederates believe that he
intended marching on Goldsboro, on a line parallel with the
railroad, General Foster directed Colonel Heckman to move
slowly forward on the main road, leading thereto. When a
proper place for an encampment, about two miles outside the
town, had been reached, the Ninth halted, and as it was quite
dark by this time, the men made themselves as comfortable for
the night as the situation would allow.

During the engagement Assistant-Surgeon Gillette established
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the regimental hospital in a large house just in rear of the center
line of battle—a capital place, he thought, especially as every-
thing was so convenient about the premises. In a few minutes
some fifteen or twenty wounded Jerseymen were brought in for
treatment, and the surgeon and his steward, Dr. Salter, were
kept very busy. Dr. Salter having occasion to go out of doors,
was surprised on emerging to find a battery—Morrison’s—
unlimbering in close proximity to the building. Rushing back
and saluting Gillette, he said: ‘‘ Doctor, there is a battery quite
near us, and the moment it opens the fire of the enemy will be
attracted upon this building. You had better get out of this
place before Morrison draws the fire of the rebels.’’ ‘‘ Guess
there is no danger here so long as the Ninth is in front of us,’
replied Dr. Gillette, who was preparing to amputate the leg of
aman among the first wounded. Bang! Boom! W-h-r-r-r-s-t!
And pieces of a shell rattled about the hospital, creating con-
sternation among the almost helpless men within. One of the
stretcher-carriers—a member of Company G—who had just
brought in a bucket of water, grabbed his haversack and
stretcher and started out of the building, saying to the surgeon :
“Tam going to the rear. You are a h—1 of a doctor to put
the hospital in front of a battle!’’ and away he went. By the
time the ‘‘ Johnnies’’ sent their compliments a second time the
hospital had been vacated by every one except Surgeon Gillette
and three men. After their removal on stretchers the doctor
mounted his horse and galloped away, unconsciously passing in
front of the battery, which startled his animal so suddenly that
Gillette, although a good rider, was forced to ‘‘ grasp the
pommel of his saddle to keep from going over the horse’s tail,”’
as he himself told it. A few minutes after this the building he
had just evacuated was demolished by a shell. After this
experience Surgeon Gillette was somewhat particular as to
where he located his hospital during a battle.

December 15.—Daylight found the Ninth retracing its steps
through the town, and when the sun came up, it was tramping
over the battle-ground of the previous day, fearful evidences of
the struggle still remaining—the dead of both armies still lying
where they fell, one fighting for the Union, the other for what
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it had been taught to believe was right. After.a hard day’s
march, the Ninth, which continued to have the advance, halted
at eight o’clock in the evening and went into biouvac about
three miles from Whitehall, where, it was known, a Confederate
iron-clad was in process of construction. After stacking arms,
the ‘‘boys’’ kindled fires, using convenient fence rails, and
with their coffee, relished the fresh meat they had been able
that day to provide themselves with—officers and privates faring
sumptuously that night on chickens, geese, roasted pigs, honey,
sweet potatoes, etc.

About midnight a bright column of flame some distance
away, Satisfied us that the Confederates had again taken a
position to intercept our march. ‘They were probably burning
more bridges, or perhaps, the iron-clad—if so, they were surely
saving us much trouble.

December r6.—As most of the men in the Ninth had spent the
night in feasting, apprehensive of never again having such an
opportunity, no delay occurred in preparing breakfast, and
away we quietly marched in the lead, the cavalry hurrying away
in another direction to destroy the railroad track between Golds-
boro and Wilmington, which duty was gallantly and effectually
performed. When the Ninth reached the hamlet of Whitehall,
where a bridge crosses the Neuse river, the entire right wing
was deployed as skirmishers along its right bank, which move-
ment had no sooner been accomplished than a brisk fire was
opened from both sides of the river. "The Ninth speedily dis-
covered that the bridge had been destroyed, but saw that the
iron-clad (nearly complete) was still intact, and moored on the
opposite side of the wide and deep stream. The Confederates
occupied a line of rifle pits extending for a long distance, and
had a number of field pieces in position near the vessel, whose
music quickly added to the din, announcing in unmistakable
terms to General Foster and his troops, yet some distance away,
that another battle was in progress, and that New Jersey’s
Ninth was again giving a good account of itself. The left wing
of the Ninth had meanwhile marched into the heart of the

village and halted behind a number of dwelling-houses, to
await further developments. But as the enemy opened with a
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heavy fire on it, sending shot and shell through the buildings,
and killing several men, Colonel Heckman deployed it along
the river bank, towards the enemy’s right. A withering fire
assailed the left wing as it emerged into an open field and.
quickly advanced [by the right flank to the shelter afforded by
trees on the bank, and by head stones and mounds in a grave-
yard near by.

Colonel Heckman, finding that he had a greater contract on
hand than he had anticipated, directed the Seventeenth, T'wenty-
third and Twenty-fifth Massachusetts regiments, who had now
arrived, to a position on the left, where they rendered great
assistance. Meanwhile, Captain Abel, aide-de-camp, piloted
Belger’s, Morrison’s and other batteries to a commanding
position—two hundred yards in rear of the Union line—when
the engagement became furious and general. The skirmishers
of the Ninth, feeling comparatively secure in their coverts,
popped away whenever they saw a “‘ gray back,’’ and seldom
without effect. The Confederates, finding the odds against
them, finally slackened their fire, and retired, their retrograde
movement being accelerated by some well-directed shots from
our excellent artillerists. It was the work of but a few moments
to kindle a fire on the iron-clad, which the Ninth’s men reached
by means of a small ‘‘dug-out,’’ which they happily found on
this side of the river, and while a dense column of black smoke
rose heavenward from the deck of the ship, the regiments
reassembled, and with cheerful hearts the column moved on
towards Goldsboro—the objective point—the Ninth New Jersey
leading.

Among the laughable incidents that occurred in this battle I
recall the following :

““Big Jake Ralfe,’’ as every one called him, was lying on
the river bank, shooting as opportunity offered, when a cannon
shot struck his haversack, tearing it from his side, and scat-
tering the razors he had captured at Kingston on the ground
about him. Forgetting his ownership of them, and partially
recovering from his surprise at the strange freak of that pat-
ticular cannon-ball, ‘‘Jake’’ sung out to Lieutenant Ben.
Hopper : ‘‘ Say, Lieutenant, I’m be if the Johnnies ain’t

 
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firin’ barber shops,’’ saying which he changed his position to a
big tree, which stood nearby, and with blood in his eye,
continued to fight. While the fighting was hottest a chaplain
of a Massachusetts regiment, whose curiosity was very great,
took cover behind a large tree near where Belger’s Rhode
Island battery was belching shot and shell with ten-second
fuses, and seeing a wounded artilleryman lying close by, said
to him: ‘‘ Are you,”’ inquired the chaplain of the poor fellow,
‘supported in this your hour of pain and need by Divine
Providence ?”’

““No, sir,’? answered the Rhode Islander, ‘‘ this battery is
supported by the Ninth New Jersey.’

It was near midnight when the Ninth, having reached within
eight miles of Goldsboro, halted by the roadside to rest and
await the dawn of another day.

December r7.—The men drank their coffee and munched
their hard-tack in silence, and after replenishing their car-
tridge-boxes with ammunition, resumed the march. Upon
discovering a railroad embankment, and a long wooden-covered
bridge three-fourths of a mile away to their left and front,
Colonel Heckman deployed the right wing of the Ninth,
which advanced across an open space to the right bank of the
Neuse river—keeping the left wing temporarily in reserve.
Upon the speedy arrival of the Seventeenth Massachusetts,
Colonel Heckman ordered it to change direction to the left and
march along under cover of the railroad bank, and called for
volunteers from the two commands to move forward and set
fire to the bridge, half a mile distant, strongly defended by a
railroad ‘‘monitor,’’ several batteries, and a strong force of
artillery. Nearly every member of the Ninth within hearing
of the colonel’s voice, begged to be selected for the duty, but
as a few could perform the dangerous task as well, if not better
than many, the following were chosen: The adjutant and one
man of the Seventeenth Massachusetts, Lieutenant Graham,
volunteer aide to Colonel Heckman, Corporal James W. Green,
and Private Elias C. Winans, of Company K, and Private
William Lemon of Company E, of the Ninth.

These brave fellows, being supplied with fuses, bade us
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“adieu,” and set out on their perilous enterprise, with their
lives in their hands. ‘The Confederates on the bridge, and
near by, plainly seeing the object upon which these men were
bent, directed their fire upon them with terrible fury, and those
of us who watched their perilous progress, believed it would
be impossible for either of them to reach the structure and
live. The adjutant of the Seventeenth was fatally wounded,
but his companion from that regiment remained with him,
protecting him as best he could by digging a hole in the earth
with his bayonet. Green and Winans, despite the storm of
leaden hail, were first to reach the bridge, where, covering
themselves as much as possible, they attempted to ignite the
fuses with which they had been supplied. But they labored in
vain—the worthless things would not burn. Winans, deter-
mined to accomplish his mission, or die, closely watched his
opportunity and crept down the embankment into the edge of
the woods, and, gathering an armtul of dried leaves and light
wood, scampered back to his companion, who had screened
himself from the enemy’s fire by standing against a heavy
timber on the side of the structure. Winans, while clambering
up the embankment on his return, was discovered by a party
of Confederates under the bridge, who, with bitter curses, sent
their compliments in the shape of a shower of bullets and
buck-shot, one passing through his canteen, one through his
tin cup, another through his coat, and still another through
his old cap. Placing the leaves, with the fuses, upon a beam,
against the side of the bridge, they were set on fire, and in
another minute the interior was enveloped in flames. While
preparing to escape, their breath was fairly taken from them by
a fusilade which swept through the doomed structure, and
looking out, to discover the cause of this fury, they saw Lieu-
tenant Graham of the cavalry, and Private William Lemon,
of Company E, entering the bridge, each bearing fuses in their
hands. This supply having been added as fuel, our heroes,
satisfied that the flames could not be extinguished, dashed
from their shelter, and under cover of the dense black smoke
which filled the air, ran, as fast as legs could carry them, to
their appreciative comrades in the Union lines, whom they
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safely reached—cheer upon cheer greeting them, as with
flushed faces and modest demeanor they once more resumed
their respective stations.

It must not be understood that while this important work
was being performed either Colonel Heckman or the Ninth
had been idle. On the contrary, both had been active. The
left wing had meanwhile been advanced to within a short
distance of the bridge to support the men engaged in destroying
it, and it was only when the daring fellows had accomplished
their undertaking, and rejoined the command, that it fell back,
amid a terrible fire, to the brow of the gentle slope upon which
it had stood when the fuses were distributed. While the Ninth
and Seventeenth Massachusetts held the enemy in its original
position, a brigade of infantry made its way to the railroad, and
destroyed its track for a considerable distance in the direction
of Wilmington, burning the ties and bending the iron rails.

Prisoners captured along the river bank by the Ninth’s
skirmishers reporting that the Army of the Potomac, under the
noble and patriotic Burnside, had been defeated at Fredericks-
burg the previous Sunday—the day we fought at Kingston—
and that large reinforcements were arriving at Goldsboro from
Lee’s army in Virginia, General Foster decided upon imme-
diately retracing his steps to Newbern. This movement had
scarcely commenced ere increased signs of activity on the part
of the enemy were plainly discernible.

It was nearly dusk before the discomfited Confederates ven-
tured to cross the railroad track, although we all knew a large
force had been posted early in the afternoon in the woods along
the wagon-road leading to the city. The enemy evidently
suspected that the Union army was in a hurry to get away, now
that it had destroyed the track and bridge, which tempted it to
follow. Accordingly, it advanced across the railroad embank-
ment, and over the broad field on this side, squarely towards
two batteries—Belger’s and Morrison’s—whose men were
breathlessly awaiting the onset. A brigade of infantry, whose
flanks extended far beyond the guns, lay quiet, but ready to
defend with bayonet the grizzled monsters of war. On, on,
marched the unsuspecting Confederates until they suddenly
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discovered the true condition of affairs, when, with a yell that
woke the echoes of the surrounding woods, they made a dash
upon the Unionists. In a moment, bright, deafening flashes,
lightened up the increasing darkness, and crash ! went a mass
of iron-winged messengers of destruction through the serried
ranks of the advancing foe. The thought of the miseries caused
by that terrible avalanche of ruthless hail, as I write more than
a quarter of a century after, makes my heart beat and pulses
throb tumultuously. Again did the Confederates, under the
inspiring example of their brave leaders, close up the wide gaps
caused by the hurricane of fire—this besom of destruction—and
renew the charge with such undaunted resolution that in the
very face of this perfect hell they almost succeeded in driving
the gunners from their blazing pieces. The infantry alone saved
them. And this unexpected succor proved too much for the
hitherto sanguine Confederates, who reluctantly retired across
the field, everywhere covered with their dead braves, and be-
yond the railroad embankment, where they found a balm for
their troubles and defeat—a place of security.

If any charge ever compared with that of Pickett’s division
at Gettysburg, the following summer, it was the one made on
this occasion. Captain Belger, who saw much service, not
only throughout the entire rebellion, but also in the war with
Mexico, has repeatedly informed the writer that never on any
previous or subsequent occasion, had he seen such determina-
tion on the part of an advancing party, or more fearful slaughter.

The Ninth New Jersey, on retiring from the field, late in the
afternoon, took a position in the edge of the woods on the left
of the batteries, and at a right angle thereto, and although
quite near to the right flank of the enemy’s long line, it did not
engage in the struggle, which was terrible enough in its conse-
quences to the enemy without any aid on our part. Satisfied
that the Confederates would make no further attempt to follow
him in the darkness, General Foster directed the batteries to
limber up, when the return to Newbern was commenced in
earnest. ‘The men being wearied by their excessive marching,
and badly needing rest, the column halted five miles from the
battle-field, where it remained until daylight.
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December 18.—Marched seventeen weary miles—weary
because of loss of sleep and severe exposure and want of
excitement. Bivouacked nine miles from Kinston. The
night was intensely cold, and although fence rails, found in
abundance, were kept constantly blazing, they afforded but
little comfort, as it was ‘‘ roast on one side and freeze at the
same moment on the other,’’ as ‘‘ Johnny ’’ Clark of Company
F, remarked to Sergeant Sheppard.

December 19.—An early start was caused by reports reaching
General Foster that the enemy was close in pursuit. Marched
fifteen miles, halting for the night a few miles south of
Kinston.

December 20.—After a cold and distressing night another start
on the home-stretch was effected at six o’clock, many of the
men having sore feet and stiffened limbs, rendering marching
very painful and difficult. The gallant fellows of the Third
New York cavalry, who had been in the saddle ten days, doing
severe duty, dismounted several times during the day and
insisted upon their seats being taken by members of the Ninth,
These courteous acts were never forgotten. It was just as the
sun-down gun at Fort Totten sounded ‘‘ retreat’’ that the Ninth
passed through the fortifications into the streets of Newbern,
having during the daylight made the astonishing distance of
thirty-four miles. The entire population lined the broad avenue .
to witness the eztree of the victorious column. The nine
months’ troops, who had remained to guard the city, also
joined in welcoming the returning braves, according them an
ovation. At one point a tall Massachusetts sergeant, pointing
to the Confederate ‘‘lone star’’ flag, which the Ninth had
captured in the conflict at Kinston, sung out to his
companions: ‘‘Oh, see the rebel flag !”"

‘‘Wouldn’t you like to have it?’’ asked Corporal ‘‘ Johnny ”’
Good of Company K.

“Ves. We would send it home,’’ replied the Massachusetts
boys.

‘‘Well, you'll find plenty of ’em if you go up where we got
this one,’’ retorted the corporal, and fatigued as the boys were
they united in hearty laughter at the sally.
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The Ninth during ten days had led an army corps over one
hundred and fifty miles, into the heart of the enemy’s country,
opened and participated throughout in five severe engagements,
sustaining a loss of one hundred and seventy-one men in killed
and wounded. It was only by such fatigues and sacrifices that
the Union was restored and peace accomplished.

Report of Colonel Heckman to Governor Olden.

HEADQUARTERS NINTH REGIMENT, NEW JERSEY VOLUNTEERS,
Camp RENO, N. C., December 21st, 1862.

Sm—I have the honor to submit the following as the part taken by
the Ninth regiment of New Jersey volunteers in the Goldsboro expe-
dition. This enterprise was intended to be a combined movement on
Weldon, North Carolina, by the Newbern forces and the troops under
General Peck at Suffolk, Virginia. But for reasons unannounced
General Peck failed to connect. Early in the morning of the eleventh,
with an independent command, composed of the Ninth New Jersey,
Lieutenant-Colonel Zabriskie ; Seventeenth Massachusetts, Lieutenant-
Colonel Fellows ; a squadron of the Third New York cavalry, Major
Cole ; and the First Rhode Island battery, Captain Belger, as the
vanguard of a column of some twelve thousand troops, in command of
General Foster, I started on a march directly inland. Squads of rebel
videttes were encountered, some of whom were captured, but no
evidence of serious opposition was met until we had reached a point
about sixteen miles from Newbern, when we found the road effectually
blockaded by fallen timber. After a hasty reconnoissance it was
determined to push the Ninth through the obstructions, and the regi-
ment moved foward. After penetrating the barricade a short distance
it was found necessary ‘‘for our own safety,” to remove the caps from
all the rifles but those of the skirmishers. The men at times were
twenty feet from the ground, climbing from tree to tree, sometimes in
water, mud and mire, for the distance of one mile. Just at dark the
regiment emerged into an open space, ‘‘ Nethercut’s plantation,” where
pickets were posted on the roads leading to Kinston and Trenton.
Here it remained until the following morning, when the pioneers having
removed the obstructions the march was resumed. We had not gone
far before we came upon a detachment of rebel cavalry, which showed
a disposition to dispute our passage; Major Cole’s squadron charged
them in fine style, killing and capturing a number and stampeding the
balance. Reaching a point ten miles from Kinston, on the morning of
the thirteenth, by order of General Foster, with the Third New York
cavalry, Lieutenant-Colonel John Mix, and a section of the Third New
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York artillery, Captain Schenck—the main column continuing the
advance by the direct road—I made a detour to the left, on the Trent
road, for the purpose of cutting off any reinforcements in that direction,
and, if possible, attacking the enemy ia flank should he be found in
position. After a trot of some six miles we found the rebels intrenched
on the opposite side of Southwest creek—the bridge over which had
been destroyed. The cavalry were promptly dismounted and the rebel
skirmishers driven into their works. Captain Schenck did good service
with his section, while Major Cole, with his dismounted squadron,
approached to within short musket range of the enemy’s works, and
discovered several pieces of artillery, supported by a considerable body
of infantry. It was a strong position and suggested other than a front
attack. Just at this moment the Ninth appeared; having heard our
music they joined us on the run, closely followed by Morrison’s battery,
which was posted on a slight elevation on the right of the road, where
it opened a brisk fire, the enemy responding with equal spirit. Three
companies of the Ninth were deployed to the left of the enemy, along
the creek, with instructions to cross and attack in flank the moment
Morrison ceased firing. A mill-dam having been discovered on the
rebel right, the remainder of the regiment was placed in position for
crossing at that point—General Wessels supporting the movement,
Several men of the Ninth stole across the dam and secured two of the
enemy’s outposts without alarming the garrison. At a signal, the
artillery ceased firing and the Ninth cautiously crossed the dam, keeping
straight up to the fort, when, being discovered, they dashed with a cheer
into it, as the last of the enemy safely passed out. Thus again the
gallant “Jersey Blues” had put the enemy to flight, capturing a strong
position, defended by twenty-five hundred men with three pieces of
(field) artillery. Hastily the Ninth were reformed and pushed on in
pursuit of the fugitives. Upon turning a bend of the road some five
hundred yards in rear of the works, it received a discharge of grape and
canister from a twelve-pounder, but the next moment the men of Com«
pany A were astride that gun, clubbing the gunners with their muskets,
The drivers cut the harness and escaped with the horses to the main
force, which was retreating in great disorder, the rear-guard, however,
being soon overtaken, and a number captured, together with a caisson,
a guidon, and other trophies; a spirited pursuit was kept up for some
distance, when an open country being reached it admonished us to halt
for the approach of our troops. Later in the day we moved across the
open space with Cole’s cavalry and found the enemy posted in the
timber. The Ninth were ordered up, the right wing of which deploying,
dislodged the enemy, with the loss of but one man wounded. We had
now reached a point about three miles from Kinston, where the rebels
were concentrated in large force and strongly fortified. On the following
morning, about seven o’clock, the Ninth’s skirmishers became warmly
engaged along its entire line. Hotly pressing the enemy’s piquets the
Ninth, far in advance of our main body, was suddenly fired upon by
artillery hidden by the underbrush in the timber about a mile from the
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bridge leading across to Kinston. A reconnoissance showed that they
held a naturally strong position with plenty of artillery and supported.
by a large force of infantry. On reporting our discovery to the com-
manding general, he sent to us Morrison’s battery with a brigade of
infantry as support, and directions to call for what men and material
was needed and to “goin;” that he would attack on the enemy’s right
near the river. Morrison being placed in position commanding the road
at once opened the engagement. Leaving the Ninth’s skirmishers in
front of Morrison’s battery with the balance of the regiment and the
Seventeenth Massachusetts, I made a detour to the right and quickly.
discovered two rebel regiments moving in the direction of the woods on
our left, and almost simultaneous with our formation to meet this
demonstration, two other regiments were found lying under cover of a
slightly elevated stretch of ground on our right. At this moment
happily we were reinforced by the Ninety-ninth Pennsylvania, Fifty-
second New York, Colonel Gray, and the Eighty-ninth New York,
Lieutenant-Colonel Welden, with a section of Wiard guns. These were
put in battery and did splendid execution. Leaving the Ninety-ninth
Pennsylvania as its support facing to the right, the Fifty-second and
Eighty-ninth New York were ordered to charge the regiments under the
hill and to cut them off from their main body. In this Colonel Gray
was eminently successful. Meanwhile the Ninth New Jersey and
Seventeenth Massachusetts pressed forward over the open ground under
cover of a belt of woods, forcing the two regiments on their front to
the left and rear of their batteries, and Colonel Gray at the same
moment emerging from the woods, and Jennie’s battery bounding along
on our right, the three commands started on the run for the bridge,
hoping to prevent the escape of the enemy, but the rebels discovering
the movement, at once abandoned their works and rushed for the same
point. Having the inside line many of them succeeded in crossing
the bridge, which they fired as they crossed, and in an instant the
structure was ablaze, it having been smeared with turpentine.
Quite a number of the fugitives who were borne down by the press
and rush of the retreat, met a most horrible death, being roasted alive
in the flames which their comrades had kindled. Some four hundred
of those who were cut off from the bridge fell back to their fortification,
and were captured by our troops who were then in possession. Captain
Jennie’s guns were placed in battery on the river bank, and engaged a
rebel battery posted on the opposite shore, the men of the Ninth New
Jersey and Fifty-second New York, with the buckets from Jennie’s
battery, succeeded in extinguishing the flames, although greatly
annoyed by sharpshooters, when the Ninth, lead by her color company,
Captain W. B. Curlis, and supported by the Fifty-second New York,
dashed across and into the battery at the end of the bridge—capturing
four brass field guns and many prisoners. In charging the bridge, the
gallant Colonel Gray was killed by the discharge of one of the
abandoned rebel muskets, which became heated in the flames of the
bridge. Without delay, we pressed forward into the town, which
BATTLE OF WHITEHALL. 11y

General Evans had hastily deserted, and was making a night retreat
towards Whitehall. The Ninth in this victory captured one stand of
colors, four brass field guns and several hundred prisoners. On the
morning of the fifteenth we resumed the march, recrossed the bridge,
burned it in our rear, and pursued the road on the south bank of the
Neuse toward Whitehall, some twenty miles west of Kinston.
Reaching a point some three miles from Whitehall the column halted
for the night. Early in the morning of the sixteenth the cavalry with
a battery having been meanwhile dispatched to Mount Olive, a station
on the Wilmington and Weldon railroad, fourteen miles from Goldsboro»
where a mile of track was destroyed, as was the bridge at Goshen Swamp
—the main column pushed on to Whitehall finding on arriving that the
bridge over the Neuse was destroyed, and that the enemy had taken
position on the other side, with ten guns in battery on an elevation,
with their front well protected by a breastwork of heavy timber and
rocks. Whitehall is only a hamlet on a level plain, extending from the
river westward about half a mile, where it rises abruptly, forming a
bluff thirty feet high. In this open space the Ninth were deployed, and
advanced under a brisk fire to the river where they found partial cover
under a single row of trees which skirted its bank. The Twenty-third
Massachusetts took position on the left of the Ninth, and the Seven-
teenth and Twenty-fifth Massachusetts formed a second line to the rear,
and all of them were ordered to lay flat upon the ground. Our fire
(apparently) was having no effect upon the ‘‘Johnnies” who were
having things pretty much theirown way. Belger’s battery, in position
near the bridge abutment, was badly crippled, losing most of its horses
and many men. The guns were drawn off by hand. To add to our
discomfort Colonel Ledlie of the Third New York artillery, from the bluff
in our rear, opened (senselessly) several of his batteries with fuse
shell, which, bursting overhead, showered their fragments upon our
men, wounding a number of the men of the Twenty-third Massachu-
setts. But he would not be silenced until his craze was brought to the
attention of the commanding general. If Colonel Ledlie or Colonel
Rush Hawkins perform anything creditable while the war lasts, the
good citizens of New York state will have reason to be thankful. The
enemy were admirably posted, and had perfect command of the plain
we occupied, while we had no means for crossing the stream. While
searching down stream I found the key that would unlock their strong-
hold. The river made asharp bend to the eastward, and furnished a
position for a battery which could rake their line in rear of their
-formidable breastwork. A section of Napoleons, a section of three-
inch Rodmans and a section of three-inch rifies, were placed in battery
and an enfilading fire opened upon them, which set fire to their works,
blew up their magazine and in less than thirty minutes the rebs were
on the retreat. Again our little army is on the march towards
Goldsboro, the Seventeenth Massachusetts in advance, the Ninth having
-been left behind to clean their pieces, which had been fouled by bad
ammunition. Bivouacked about eight miles from the objective point;
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the Ninth, having joined us during the night, were in their old place—
the advance. Goldsboro, the point to which our operations were
directed, lies at the junction of the Wilmington and Weldon, and the
Atlantic and North Carolina railways, and to destroy the former of
these roads, which is the main line of northern communication for the
Confederates, was the present object of the expedition. To effect a
complete interruption it was necessary to destroy the bridge which
spanned the Neuse at this point. It was a covered wooden structure an
eighth of a mile long. About a mile from the bridge southwest, the
highway abruptly turns to the left, south, enters the timber and
descends the hill. To the northeast a beautiful undulating landscape
opens to view, and a mile away, the Wilmington and Weldon railway
stretched along the low land in a line directly north, and disappeared
in the timber on the north bank of the Neuse. On our right the country
was open to the river, and descended in an easy (natural glacis) slope
for half a mile where a creek separated it from the plain which stretched
to the railroad embankment. The lay of the land was all that could be
desired, and the doom of that bridge was sealed. General Foster
planted his park of artillery on the brow of the hill, with his infantry
in line, half way down the decline, and opened a vigorous fire on the
enemy’s batteries, posted at the north end of the bridge. The Ninth,
with the Seventeenth Massachusetts, and Rigg’s Third New York
battery, moved along the highway under cover of the timber until they
reached the railroad track, when, leaving the Seventeenth to hold this
point until the arrival of Wessel’s brigade, we changed direction to the
right, and being joined by the Seventeenth Massachusetts, moved up
the track towards the bridge. The enemy divining our purpose, con-
centrated heavily at the threatened point, opening a rapid fire of both
musketry and artillery. They had a railroad ‘‘monitor” with a
Whitworth gun, which sent its bolts with such earnest precision as to
force us to leave the track and hug the embankment. Two regiments
presumed to dispute our ‘oute, but were brushed aside with but little
effort. General Foster’s artillery on the hill kept pounding the enemy,
and thus materially lessened our difficulties, as we advanced toward
the coveted prize. At length we reached a point sufficiently near the
bridge, when we found an excavation (where the railroad contractor
had borrowed ground), of dimensions ample to shield our little force,
and enable us to prepare for the destruction of the bridge. Volunteers
were called for to complete the crowning piece of the expedition, but
the number that responded would leave no reserve force, and as three
or four could do the job as well as a regiment, Corporal James W.
Green and Private Elias C. Winans of Company K, Ninth New Jersey,
were selected for the perilous service. Running rapidly forward under
cover of the railroad embankment, exposed to the fire from infantry
and artillery, these intrepid ‘‘ Jersey Blues” safely reached the bridge.
There under cover of the bridge timbers, they attempted to kindle the
fire, but the fuses refusing to ignite, they tried to fire it with matches,
but these, too, failed. Divining their trouble, with a fresh supply of
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fuses, Lieutenant Graham of the New York Rocket battery, and Private
William Lemon of Company E, Ninth New Jersey, were sent to the
rescue. They reached the bridge safely and soon a column of smoke
rose over the bridge, then tongues of flame leaped high into the air,
and the work was accomplished. Then hurrying from their shelter,
these heroes of the day, under cover of the dense cloud of smoke,
safely reached their comrades, when cheer upon cheer welcomed them
as they took their places in the ranks. How men could live under a
fire so withering is unexplainable, yet with their clothing and accoutre-
ments perforated by the enemy’s missiles, they escaped whole, except
‘Winans, whose face was seared by a bullet, sent for more effective
work. Not so fortunate were the self-constituted detail from the Seven-
teenth Massachusetts which attempted to share the honors. They were
shot down before reaching half-way to the bridge and were carried back
by their comrades. After tearing up the track for several miles the
Ninth and Seventeenth were withdrawn, both having suffered severely,
being the only infantry actually engaged. About 3p. M., the “object
of the expedition being attained,” our little army commenced its
homeward march. The Ninth, Seventeenth Massachusetts and Rigg’s
battery were placed in centre of the column. When some three miles
on our return we suddenly halted, formed line of battle, faced to the
rear with the battery covering the highway, heavy firing being heard
in the rear, and were soon dispatched to the relief of the rear guard
which had been attacked by the enemy. Although greatly fatigued
our gallant command promptly moved to the rescue, arriving on the
field just in time to witness the retreat of a Confederate brigade which
had been repulsed by Belger’s and Morrison’s batteries. That rebel
brigade in their foolish charge on these batteries paid a heavy penalty
for their leaders’ lack of discreetness. The column resumed its march
toward Newbern, where it arrived on the evening of the 20th. About
ten a. M., while at Nethercut’s place, I turned over the regiments and
the battery to their respective commanders with instructions to make
their march to camp by easy stages. Accompanied by Lieutenant
Graham I cantered on to Newbern, intending to surprise the Ninth on
their arrival with a warm supper ready at hand. But when “after a
short trip,” I rode on to the railroad bridge I saw a regiment filing off
its other end and was told that it was the Ninth New Jersey. It can’t
be, but it was, as I found on entering the camp. Fortunately Adjutant
Carrell had preceded them and the supper piping hot was ready. It
seems that the Seventeenth had claimed that they would beat them into
Newbern but the Ninth insisted that it couldn’t be done, and in proving
it, marched the last thirty miles in elevenhours. During the expedition
the Ninth marched one hundred and fifty miles and fought four battles
with a total loss of over one hundred and fifty killed and wounded.

I have the honor to be, Governor, very respectfully, your obedient
servant, C. A. HECKMAN,

Colonel Commanding.
To CHARLES S. OLDEN, Governor of New Jersey.
120 Ninta New JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

December 21.—The veterans of the Ninth remained very quiet
in their tents to-day, poulticing their feet, which had been badly
used up by their long march, and in attending to other personal
necessities, for they had had no charge of shoes or raiment
during their absence.

December 22,—Glorious day—one ever to be remembered, as it
‘brought several months’ pay to the regiment, a commission of
brigadier-general to our beloved colonel, Heckman—to date
from October twenty-ninth—anniversary of the Ninth’s heroism
at Rowell’s Mills, and a stand of beautiful colors, costing nearly
five hundred dollars, a gift of the New Jersey legislature,
together with the following resolutions unanimously passed by
that body, and gracefully delivered to the command on the part
of the state by Major William S. Stryker, (afterwards paymaster
in the army.) The men of the Ninth, quickly forgetting their
bodily sufferings, gave vent to their enthusiasm in vociferous
cheers, which were continued until they became hoarse. Noth-
ing, however, pleased them more than to be assured that their
patriotic services were fully appreciated by the authorities and
people at home.

The following are the resolutions which accompanied the
elegant flags:

Resolved, That the Ninth regiment of New Jersey volunteers, by their
‘patient endurance under privation and fatigue, and by their courage at
the ever-to-be remembered battles of Roanoke and Newbern, (a courage
evinced by the havoc made in their own unwavering columns better
than by the reports of partial journals), have sustained the high repu-
tation which since the days of the revolution have belonged to the
soldiers of New Jersey; and as evidence of our appreciation of that
acme of every manly virtue, ‘patriotic devotion to country,” the
governor of the state is requested to have prepared and forwarded to
said regiment a standard on which shall be inscribed these words:

* Presented by New Jersey to her Ninth Regiment, in remembrance
of Roanoke and Newbern.”

Resolved, That Colonel Charles A. Heckman, who so gallantly led his
well-ordered men to the conflict, is requested, at the proper time, to
report to the clerk of the house of assembly the names of those who
fell, killed or mortally wounded, on either of the said battle-fields; and
that the clerk of the house is, by virtue of this resolution, ordered to
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enter their names, with the place where they fell, in the minutes of the
assembly of New Jersey, as men who have fallen in defence of the best
government of the world,

Resolved, That New Jersey looks with pride upon all her soldiers in
the field, without exception or distinction, and is prepared to honor
them ; and while extending congratulations that the occasion has never
‘yet occurred when they have been put to flight by an enemy, entertains
entire confidence that such occasion will never he recognized by them.

Resolved, That New Jersey highly appreciates the disinterested
fidelity of Brigadier-General Philip Kearny in declining proffered
promotion, rather than separate himself from the command of Jersey-
men to him entrusted.

Resolved, That with the families, relatives and friends of those
members of the Ninth regiment who on the fourteenth of March met
death in that form most courted by the true soldier—on the battle-field,
with their faces to the foe—we most deeply sympathize and sincerely
condole.

Resolved, That copies of these resolutions be forwarded to the
generals and colonels commanding the New Jersey troops.

December 23.—Captain W. H. Abel, Company E, was to-day
appointed A. A. G. by General Heckman, and Dr. Addison W.
Woodhull, brigade surgeon.

December 25.—Christmas! Day of hallowed memories.
Throughout Christendom multitudes of grateful mortals, happy
that the Savior visited the earth on an errand of mercy, will
delight to manifest their gratitude for the precious privileges his
mission secured. In some localities in our distracted country it
will be commemorated with joyous festivities, and scattered
families will assemble around the familiar fireside to inquire
concerning each other’s welfare, and renew their vows of attach-
ment. Doubtless many of those who are periling life in defence
of country will be pleasantly reminded that their heroic services
are appreciated,

Surgeon Gillette and Captain Stewart visited the hospitals in
Newbern to-day, brightening the hearts of the poor fellows who
knew them so well. Among those they found suffering from
ghastly wounds was Walter Dey of Company B, shot through
the {head at Whitehall. After conversing some time with the
officers, Dey complained of an unusual pain in his neck.
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Surgeon Gillette promptly examined that locality, where the
bullet had made its egress, and feeling a hard substance, extracted
what he found to be a double tooth. “Ihe ever jovial doctor
and genial Captain Stewart joined in Dey’s hearty laughter at
the discovery, and in a few days he was able to rejoin his
company, with which he remained until the regiment re-enlisted,
when he was discharged from the service.
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1863.

January t.—No duty to-day, except the usual guard-mount
and dress-parade.

January 2.—Rumors that Longstreet is advancing upon New-
bern relieve us from ennuz.

January 3.—Companies put to work on the skirmish drill.

January 4g.—Reminded of the sanctity of the day by cessa-
tion from drill and sweet-sounding church bells across the
river. Some of the men attend service in the city.

January 5.—Heckman’s star brigade was reviewed by
Brigadier-General H. M. Naglee, commanding Second division,
Eighteenth army corps.

January 8.—Vieutenant-Colonel Abram Zabriskie received
his commission as colonel, to the great delight of the men.

January 13.—The Ninth struck camp, and was transported
on cars to Carolina City—a camping-ground that afterwards
became very familiar, and which the men were loth to leave.

January rg.—Although General Heckman has established
his headquarters at Morehead City, he daily visits the Ninth,
which he cannot help looking upon as his own.

January 15.—Jupiter Pluvius took command in this section
to-day, everything fleeing before him—the troops being sorely
tried in keeping their tents fastened to the light soil. The
storm raged with great violence until the following evening.

HEADQUARTERS FIRST BRIGADE, SECOND DIvISION,
EIGHTEENTH ARMY CORPS,
MOREHEAD City, N. C., January 14, 1863.
General Orders, No. 4.

As rapidly as any of the following vessels are supplied with coals,
water and ten days’ provisions, you will commence embarking your
troops designated to go with them, leaving cooks and cooking utensils
to supply them temporarily : Steamer ‘‘ City of Bath,” Eighty-first
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New York, four hundred men; steamer “ Expounder,” Eighty-first New
York, one hundred and ninety-one men; ship ‘‘ Morton,” Twenty-third
Massachusetts, seven hundred and forty-five men; steamer “Key
West,” Ninth New Jersey, three hundred and seventy-two men ; steamer
“ Curlew,” two hundred and seventy-one men; steamer ‘“ United
States,” Ninety-erghth New York, four hundred and seventy-four mer
Headquarters of the brigade will be established on the steamer ‘‘ Unite
States.” * * * Sealed instructions will be furnished each vesse.,
iti Ae’ By command of
BRIGADIER-GENERAL C. A. HECKMAN, Commanding Brigade.
Wru1am H. ABEL, Captain and A. A. G.

January 20.—With rations in haversack the Ninth left camp
early this morning, and marched leisurely to Morehead City—
off which at anchor lay over one hundred vessels. A thousand
stories were in circulation as to the probable destination of the
fleet, but Wilmington was regarded by the majority as the
spot where additional glory was to be won. Companies A, B,
C, E, F and I were assigned to the steamer ‘‘ Key West,”’ and
Companies D, H, G and K, to the steamer ‘‘ Curlew.”’

January 21.—The harbor of Beaufort had never before pre-
sented such an animated spectacle, and it is not likely that a
similar scene will ever again be witnessed on its usually quiet
waters. At night the myriad of lights on the vessels resemble
scenes in fairyland that we read of.

January 22.—‘‘ Large bodies move slowly,’’ is an adage that
was fully exemplified in this instance, as we did not sail away
for more than a week after going on ship-board. The men
‘regretted this, as it deprived them of excellent fishing in the
waters of Bogue sound, which also supplied succulent bivalves
in any quantity.

January 29.—The fleet weighed anchor this afternoon—I
suppose because it is very rough outside and a strong wind
blowing from the southeast. A number of the vessels
experienced difficulty in getting over the shoals, most of them
bumping ‘quite heavily on the bar as they scraped slowly over
it. The ‘‘Curlew,’’ with four companies of the Ninth on
board, had a narrow escape from swinging around into the
breakers, but it finally managed to get away with the loss of
her keel, which was ripped off as with a saw.

January 30.—Those who disliked the sea passed a hard night,
 

CAPTAIN BENJAMIN w, HOPPER,

COMPANY eg.
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while those who professed while on land to love it, slept but
little, owing to the violent motion of the ship. At noon the
captain of the ‘‘Curlew’’ attempted to get a reckoning—the
sun appearing temporarily for that purpose, as it was thought
by landsmen. He told us we were off ‘‘ Frying Pan Shoals,’’
and from the lively manner in which our ship kept rolling
inclined me to the belief that he was about right. If there are
any rougher spots along the Atlantic coast than Hatteras
and Frying Pan Shoals, I imagine the Ninth New Jersey,
for want of time, never got there. Towards night we saw
several blockaders off Cape Fear river. The sea had
somewhat calmed by midnight, allowing the ‘‘Curlew”’
to make good headway, and as the weather was quite
pleasant, many rolled themselves in their blankets to get
needed repose upon her ample deck. ‘The sudden boom of a
heavy gun and the passage across our bow of a shell with a
burning fuse attached, awakened us with a start, and brought
every man quickly to his feet. Some distance away over our
stern, the most frightened ones among us saw a light on a vessel
which appeared to be dancing like a thing of life upon the
waters. Our steamer, however, kept right on, but it was quite
evident that we could not escape from our pursuer—whether
she be a Union gun-boat or a Confederate privateer. A second
shot came within such close proximity that it had the effect of
causing our captain to order his vessel stopped. Ina minute
or two the strange vessel was quite near, when some fellow with
stout lungs sung out:

‘Bear to. Who are you?’’

Our captain, a mild-mannered man for a sailor, replied :
“‘U. S. transport steamer ‘Curlew.’ ”’

‘*None of your damned lying tome. Where are you bound ?”’
asked the stranger.

‘“T’o Port Royal, with troops,’’ answered the captain of the
** Curlew.”’

“Lay to, and I’ll send aboard and see what you are,”
returned the fierce disturber of our peace.

Sure enough he lowered a boat in all that darkness and
roughness, and in a few minutes a lieutenant clambered upon
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our ship and walked through the crowd of blue coats who filled
the deck to the captain’s room, where, our identity being
established, he took a swig from an ever convenient demijohn,
and descending to his boat rowed away, first giving permission
for our vessel to proceed. Before leaving he said his craft had
been chasing a blockade-runner most of the evening, but had
for the time being lost sight of it, and on seeing us so close into
shore felt confident that our vessel was the one they had been
in pursuit of.

I may as well add here that during the night the blockade-
runner ‘‘ Princess Royal,’’ with military stores valued at one
million of dollars, was captured, and brought into Port Royal
the day after our arrival there. ‘This was the vessel the navy
had mistaken our old craft for.

The wild excitement of this night did not, however, cease
with this adventure, as along toward daylight our pilot found
himself very close to the entrance leading to the harbor of
Charleston, and as he turned the head of the vessel seaward a
gun or two were discharged as a signal, as was supposed, by
the Confederate batteries on Sullivan’s Island. The blockaders,
whose lights were now in plain view by us, sprang after us like
dogs released from a leash, thinking our vessel was a blockade-
runner on her way out, and a prompt examination of our papers
by the foremost of them was the only thing that saved us from
delay.

January 31.—The fleet entered the beautiful harbor of Port
Royal to-day, the weather being delightful—a balmy breeze
blowing from the southwest. The vessels having on board
Heckman’s star brigade anchored off St. Helena Island—a
most charming spot, as it appeared to the men on shipboard.

February r.—The sun shone brightly and hotly, but no signs
of our leaving the vessel, which had become noisome.

February 2.—Still on board, every man longing to be
ashore.

February 3.—As no signs of a forward movement were visible,
and as the Department of South Carolina was not noted for
push or daring, the men began to grumble at their continuance
on shipboard, especially as there was ample room on the lovely
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island upon which we could almost throw a line from the deck
of our vessel.

february g.—Unpleasant rumors are floating about the harbor,
some going so far as to say that General Hunter had asserted
his right to command our corps—the Eighteenth—by virtue of
his commission antedating that of General Foster.

February 5.—For some reason there appears to be but little
enthusiasm among the troops on shipboard, who pass away the
long days and dreary nights in a listless manner.

february 6.—Foster’s corps, used to fighting, dislike the
lazy life they are now compelled to live, and spend hours in
looking over the vessel’s sides, meditating upon the supineness
of things in this department.

february 7.—Thousands of fat, well-dressed and indolent
negroes are inhabiting cozy homes on St. Helena island, in
plain sight of our anchorage. ‘They come down to the shore
daily, gather pails full of oysters, and after taunting us retrace
their steps homeward. Is it, then, any wonder that some
uncomplimentary things are said by our men ?

February 8.—Fresh bread and tolerably fair meat enliven our
spirits to-day, and give us a more charitable view of the de-
partment.

february 9.—The four companies on board the ‘‘ Curlew ”’
disembarked to-day, going ashore in the best of humor. A
rumor prevails that General Foster having been illy treated by
Hunter, has left the department, taking his staff with him.
Our only regret is that he could not telegraph to Washington
for orders to take his corps back to its old stamping-ground in
North Carolina. General Henry M. Naglee, a fighter, assumed
command of the Eighteenth corps detachment.

february ro.—This morning the six companies of the Ninth
on the steamer ‘‘ Key West,’’ together with the rest of General
Heckman’s brigade, came ashore, and before night the entire
detachment were pleasantly encamped under the fragrant
orange trees. In the early evening some of the men visited the
habitations of the darkies to procure good drinking water from
the wells there, preferring it to that only to be had in the
swamp. ‘The darkies objected to this, and forcibly resisted the
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men who attempted to obtain the water. This was more than
some of the men who had left pleasant homes to fight for the
country would submit to, and the negroes bidding them
defiance the soldiers rallied, and, although without other
weapons than those provided by nature, made a charge on the
obstreperous negroes, who were swept away like chaff before a
stiff wind. Somebody upset a stove in one of the houses and
in a moment the flames were consuming it. As no one
attempted to extinguish the fire, adjoining houses ignited and
before daylight not a vestige of the village remained. The
negroes, petted and spoiled by Hunter, had lorded it over the
troops in the department, imagining themselves as having been
given their freedom for that purpose, never dreaming that the
gallant men from the battle-fields of the old north state had any
rights they were bound to respect.

But Hunter made the Eighteenth corps pay dearly for
interfering with the ‘‘ sacred rights ’’ of the ‘‘ poor black man,”’
for whom he had sympathy of an unknown quantity, and the
first thing this blatant and unsuccessful major-general did was
to deprive Foster’s veterans of fresh bread, and wholesome
meat; and to gratify his spirit of vengeance against them,
ordered drills under the burning sun, in the hot sand, almost
every hour in the day for one whole month. He compelled
company roll-calls every two hours each day—from reveille till
taps, and occasionally ordered the long-roll to be beaten in
every camp at night to prevent these men who had done some-
thing for their country from obtaining sleep and needed rest.
But the troops bore this punishment uncomplainingly, and so
cheerfully performed their onerous duties and appeared so
magnificently on parade and review that they lived down the
despicable charges that had been made against them, and at
length conquered ‘‘ Black Dave’s ’’ anger.

February ro.—‘‘ War” broke out between Hunter and Gen-
eral Naglee, commander of the Eighteenth corps, the latter
being ordered to make a return of the forces under hiscommand
to the ‘‘ Department of the South.’’ General Naglee imme-
diately forwarded the roster of the colonels in his division,
saying : ‘‘At the same time, in the absence of any order from
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the war department transferring the troops of the department
of General Foster to that of General Hunter, or of any order
of General Hunter assuming the command thereof, I would
respectfully protest against the request of General Hunter, it
being in direct violation of the written and verbal orders of
General Foster to me, which I am preparing to transmit to
you.”’

Hunter, on receiving this communication, seeing his mistake,
promptly issued an order (February 11), assuming ‘‘ command
of the reinforcements recently arrived in this department from
North Carolina—such troops, on their arrival here, having
become a portion of the Tenth army corps.”’

General Hunter also on the same day wrote General-in-Chief
Halleck that ‘‘as the conduct of Major-General Foster has
been disrespectful, insubordinate, and tending to excite mutiny
and insubordination among the troops ordered to reinforce this
department, in this matter I shall deem it my duty, should
General Foster return here, immediately to arrest him.’’

General Naglee, on the eleventh of February, protested to
Assistant Adjutant-General Halpine: ‘‘General Foster, prior
to his departure, ordered that ‘during his temporary absence
his detachment should be kept distinct’ and detached from the
Tenth army corps, and stated that he had come to South
Carolina for an especial purpose, and that as soon as that was
accomplished, if not before, it would return to his department ;
that his absence, caused by the necessary delay of the navy,
would be short, and that it was understood between General
Hunter and himself that the immediate command of the force
to operate in the present expedition was to be in his hands, in
accordance with the wish of the secretary of war, Mr. Stanton.’’

“You are probably aware that the expedition was intended to go to
Wilmington in General Foster’s department, and that after it was
prepared to move the monitor sank, and it was found the other iron-
clads could not cross the bar, and that the government, in order not to
lose the preparations made, ordered General Foster to co-operate in this
contemplated attack upon Charleston. This purpose was unknown to
any of the command until after the sailing of the vessels; on the
contrary, they believed Wilmington to be the object of the movement,
and were assured that they would return to North Carolina. General
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Foster was in this department from the second until the tenth (yesterday),
during which time General Hunter did not, so far as I am able to Jearn,
exercise any command over General Foster or any of his troops.

“Three hours after the departure of General Foster an aide-de-camp
of General Hunter delivered two communications, both dated before the
departure of General Foster, but addressed tome. * * * I protest
that we came here with the full assurance of General Foster that he
was sent by the secretary of war and General Halleck to command the
troops brought by him, and that the same assurance has been repeated
by him since his conferences with General Hunter.”

On the thirteenth of February General Foster reached
Fortress Monroe, when he telegraphed General Halleck :

‘‘T have just arrived from the south to obtain more heavy guns and
ammunition. I have reconnoitered the whole coast from Charleston to
the Ogechee, and can give full information of the state of affairs both
naval and military.”

On the fifteenth the general-in-chief wrote Hunter :

«There seems to be a misunderstanding in this matter on both sides.
General Foster and his command, while serving in your department,
was to be subject to your general orders and direction; but that com-
mand was to form no part of the Tenth corps. It was organized as the
Eighteenth army corps by the president, and no subordinate authority
could change its organization. You will, therefore, rescind so much of
your orders as consolidates it with the Tenth corps. But while this
command remains as a distinct organization, with its own officers, as
assigned by its proper chief, the command itself, so long as it remains
in your departfnent, will be subject to your orders. The transportation
which belongs to the Eighteenth army corps will so continue. It will,
of course, be used for any temporary purposes you may direct, but will
afterward be restored to the North Carolina forces, to which it properly
belongs. In fine, these forces are merely assigned for temporary duty
under your orders, and their organization, both, in men and material,
will be retained, so that the corps can at any time be returned entire
(except casualties) to its proper department. General Foster will
immediately return to South Carolina to take direct charge of the
expedition (under your direction), and will remain so long as he may
deem it safe to be absent from his own department.”

Notwithstanding the above, Hunter continued to make it
warm for General Naglee during his entire stay in the depart-
ment, culminating in his being relieved from duty on the fifth
of March, when he left, greatly to the regret of every man in
the Eighteenth corps.

Some fun was occasioned after battalion drill this afternoon
while some of the Ninth’s boys were down along the beach.
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A wealth-begetting sutler, without sufficient help, was busily
engaged in transferring his goods from a vessel to the shore.
He had succeeded in getting half a dozen barrels of apples on
land, when he espied ‘‘ Steve’? Crane of Company K, and some
others near by picking shells from the sea. Would they oblige
him by rolling the barrels over to his tent, just beyond the hill ?
Of course they would. And away rolled the barrels, while the
sutler jumped into his boat and rowed out to the vessel for
additional commodities. The men had barely covered them-
selves by the hilltop when the heads of the barrels were knocked
in and the contents picked up and carried away—the men using
their blouses for the purpose. For several days afterwards
“*Steve’’ and his chums indulged in all sorts of dishes—apples
forming the chief ingredient. We prefer to leave the feelings
of the sutler, on discovering Crane’s little joke, to the imagina-
tion of the reader, as no effort of ours can do any sort of justice
to his ravings. :

february 13.—The Eighteenth corps, commanded by General
Heckman, was reviewed to-day by General Naglee. ‘The sight
was inspiriting. General Heckman, dispensing with his aides,
gave all commands direct—his voice, clear as a bell of silver,
being heard at every point—the various regiments executing
the movements with promptness and precision. Few generals
can handle twelve thousand men without having their com-
mands repeated by aides.

February 14.—It is nothing but drill and review, and it
would be a decided relief if the major-general commanding
the department, in order to punish the Eighteenth corps, could
be induced to direct that it work upon entrenchments. Many
-wonder why he has not already thought of this mode of punish-
ment.

february 24.—General Hunter reviewed the Eighteenth
corps to-day. He was followed by his staff, which resembled
a small dimy. Many ladies came over to witness the
ceremony.

March 5.—General Naglee’s farewell order was read to the
command to-day. ‘The Ninth was inspected and mustered for

pay.
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March 6.—General Heckman was ordered by General Hunter
to take command of the First division, Eighteenth army corps.

March 24.—Reviewed by Colonel J. J. De Forrest, com-
manding First brigade, Second division. One Saturday,
Colonel De Forrest was unable to have a brigade drill on
account of the rain, but he ordered the drill for next day—
Sunday. General Heckman, not appreciating his zeal, issued.
an order that Sunday duties should be limited strictly to the
requirements of the army regulations.

March 26.—The Eighteenth corps, for the third time, was
reviewed by Hunter to-day. This was one way he had of
putting down the rebellion.

March 31.—The Ninth, having drilled everything in the
book, was closely inspected by way of variety, by Captain
Kent of Colonel De Forrest’s staff.

April g.—Companies A, B, E, F, H, I and K embarked on
the steamer ‘‘Key West’’—companies C, D and G going on
board the ‘‘ Tillie.”” The men received the order to embark
with cheers—preferring any service to the confinement and
continual drill which they had undergone ‘‘on the island ”’ for
over a month.

April 5.—The vessels, conveying General Heckman’s divi-
sion, steamed out of the beautiful harbor, and heading
northward, came to.anchor in the North Edisto river, south of
Charleston, early in the evening. Lieutenant Edward S.
Moffat reported to General Heckman for duty as signal officer,
and it did his old comrades of the Ninth great good to see him
again among them.

April 6.—A contraband, reaching our lines on Seabrook
Island, reporting that the enemy were preparing to float
several fire-ships down the river, General Heckman directed
Colonel Zabriskie to detail two companies to go ashore and
reconnoitre. Accordingly, Companies I and K, under Captain
Hufty and Lieutenant Townley, proceeded on thé mission.
They advanced some distance, and seeing no evidence of fire-
ships or the enemy returned to the vessel.

April 7.—The long-expected attack upon Fort Sumter com-
menced at an early hour, and although the Ninth is fifteen
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miles away, we can plainly hear the roar of the guns. The
bombardment never had a parallel in history. Admiral
DuPont, who had his headquarters on the ‘‘Ironsides,’’ in
making his report, said: ‘‘I attempted to take the bull by the
horns, but he was too much for us. ‘These monitors are mis-
erable failures where forts are concerned ; the longest was one
hour and the others forty-five minutes under fire, and five of the
eight were wholly or partially disabled.’”’

As the fleet of iron-clads, from which so much had naturally
been expected, failed to accomplish satisfactory results, ot
course there was nothing that the army, under the present
major-general commanding, could do, and on the ninth orders
were received to ‘‘ prepare for sea.’’

April ro.—Weighed anchor at noon and steamed south,
“Key West’’ towing steamer ‘‘ City of Bath,’’ which met with
an accident on crossing the bar. Anchored off Hilton Head at
sunset.

Afri rr.—Entered the harbor, but there was no enthusiasm
among the troops, owing to the failure of the undertaking,
which had been anticipated by the Eighteenth corps veterans.

April r2.—The steamship ‘‘ Augusta Dinsmore,”’ direct from
Morehead City, arrived, bringing intelligence that General
Foster was besieged at Little Washington by a large force of
Confederates. Major Giles, Third New York artillery, and
Captain Hutchins, assistant-quartermaster, who were cognizant
of General Foster’s peril, after reporting to General Heckman,
prepared a statement, which they submitted to General Hunter
upon his return to Port Royal in the afternoon. General
Heckman, who felt solicitous concerning the safety of his old
chief, accompanied them to headquarters, where the following
colloquy occurred.

The statement being presented, General Hunter read it,
winked several times, and then quietly folding the document,
placed it in hispocket. An answer was, of course, expected, or
that further information would be asked for. Whether General
Hunter wished to be waggish or not, does not appear, but he
certainly exhibited a quaint way of disposing of a matter of so
much importance as that which had just been laid before him.
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‘Ah, General Heckman,” said he, ‘‘you are from New
Jersey, I believe ?’’

‘‘No general,’’ answered Heckman, ‘‘I was born in Pennsyl-
vania—in the town of Easton, but I have lived in New Jersey
for the past fourteen years.”’

‘In what part, pray ?”’

“In the town of Phillipsburg.’’

‘What town did you say ?’”’

‘* Phillipsburg.”’

‘* Phillipsburg !_ Where is that beautiful place?”’

‘Phillipsburg, sir, is forty miles from Trenton, on the line of
the Belvidere, Delaware and Central railroads, and directly
opposite Easton.”’

‘* Ah, indeed !”’

A solemn pause of three minutes here ensued, during which
period not a word was spoken on eitherside. Hunter, however,
seemed to be keeping up a continual thinking. At last the
silence was broken by General Hunter, who, good-naturedly
enough, asked if those present would not take a little whisky.

‘* Thank you,’’ said General Heckman, ‘‘ we have just taken
a little sherry wine.’’

Another ominous pause, which was broken by the fortunate
intervention of the dinner bell. Declining an invitation to
dine, General Heckman and his party left, to await the decision
of the commanding general.

General Heckman returned to his command in an unhappy
state of mind, and while all could see that he had failed in
procuring the order to proceed to the rescue of his brethren in
North Carolina, all wondered what the final outcome of the
matter would be. That night was one of anxious suspense—
many of the men praying in a left-handed manner for Hunter’s
repose.

April 13.—At an early hour this morning General Heckman
received the following order ;

‘HEADQUARTERS, DEPARTMENT OF THE SOUTH,

; “Hutton Heap, 8. C., April 12, 1863,
“ Special Orders, No. 160.

‘It having been officially represented to the major-general command-
ing, by Brigadier-General Heckman, Major 8. Giles and Captain W. V.
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Hutchins, that Major-General Foster, commanding Department of
North Carolina, is besieged, and in danger of being captured by the
enemy at Little Washington, North Carolina, Brigadier-General
Heckman, United States volunteers, is hereby ordered to proceed with
his brigade, consisting of the following regiments: Ninth New Jersey,
Twenty-third Massachusetts, Highty-first and Ninety-eighth New York,
to Newbern, North Carolina, where he will report to the general in
command for service in relieving Major-General Foster. This duty
executed, or it being found that Major-General Foster has been already
relieved, Brigadier-General Heckman will forthwith return with hb

command to this department.
“By command of Magor-GENERAL HUNTER.”

When it became known that General Heckman had received
this order, a wild scene took place among the men, especially
in the Ninth. Cheer after cheer—the first they had ever given
in the department—rent the summer-like air, and were wafted
by zephyrs across the broad bay to the lazy-looking head-
quarters on the other side. In an hour the brigade was again
on board ship, but an unavoidable delay occurred in coaling
and watering one or two of the vessels. The men, just as
impatient as the officers to get out of the department, were
afraid that Hunter would countermand the order under which
the brigade commander was acting, and, soon after, when they
saw a staff officer being hastily rowed towards General Heck-
man’s flag-ship, a feeling prevailed that there might yet be a
“‘slip.”’? But the officer in question was hurriedly rowed away
towards the shore, and as all the steamers signaled ‘‘ ready,’’
General Heckman’s vessel moved out towards the sea—the open
sea, followed in ‘‘quick time ’’ by the other vessels—the men
transported with joy, giving vent to their feelings, in every
conceivable way.

The following is a copy of the communication delivered to
General Heckman, just previous to starting :

“(GENERAL HECKMAN—I am instructed by the major-general com-
manding to call your attention to the delays in getting off your
command—delays the least excusable in view of the representations of
urgent haste made yesterday afternoon, on which it was decided to send
your brigade to General Foster’s relief. Should these delays be con-
tinued, in view of the imminent probability of active operations in
another quarter, it will be necessary to countermand the orders already
given to your brigade. Yours respectfully,

C. G. Hatpin, A. A. G.”
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For three months most of the Eighteenth army corps had
been worse than idle, and when the men were not crowded
together on transports, were unnecessarily exposed to blinding
storms of sand, a broiling sun or shivering breezes from the
ocean. It was no wonder, then, that they cheered themselves
hoarse on moving away, and forever, from a department that
was using up the substance of the government in constantly
making preparations for ‘‘ active operations’’ always imminent,
but never accomplishing anything of benefit to the nation.

‘Put on more steam,’’ was signaled from General Heckman’s
ship when some distance outside, and when we looked about
and speculated on the meaning of this order we saw a steamer
following in our wake. Although it did not overtake us, we
subsequently learned that it was Hunter’s dispatch boat, with
an order directing the immediate return to Hilton Head of the
brigade. General Heckman did not find it convenient to
officially recognize the signals displayed, and continued on his
course.

April r14.—The sea was very rough, but its inconveniences
were preferable to the life we had been compelled to live while
on shore in South Carolina. During the night the ‘‘ Key
West,’’ with seven companies of the Ninth on board, was
tossed about on the angry waves like a cockle shell, so violent
had the sea become. It was along towards midnight, when off
he dreaded ‘‘ Frying-pan Shoals,’’ that all on board two ships
came within an ace of being hurled into eternity. The writer,
who was on the forward open deck of the ‘‘Key West,” will
never cease to remember a few moments of horror he
experienced on that eventful night. The ‘‘ Key West,’’ a large
and powerful steamer, had risen high upon a foaming wave,
from which it seemed it would never descend, when almost
directly underneath her larboard bow, in a yawning trough,
was observed another vessel going in an opposite or southerly
direction. It was an awful moment for all, and fraught with
great peril. But that kind Providence which had preserved the
Ninth from many sea perils in the past, vouchsafed a safe
delivery, as when the vessels again ascended and descended
upon the waves, they were separated by a distance that relieved
 

 

CAPT. EDWARD S. MOFFAT,

u. S.A,

SIGNAL CORPS,
A Joyous MEETING. 137

the terrible anxiety of all hearts. In the awful darkness of
the night, with the sea roaring in the tempest, the pilots were
unable to see either vessel, but God was good.

April 15.—The weather continued boisterous, ‘‘ the sea
running mountains high’’—small mountains. Those who
managed to retain their appetites indulged in all sorts of pranks
upon those who were inflicted with that feeling of nausea so
hard to describe—a favorite mode among the more robust being
to place a piece of fat pork in their mouths and draw it in and
out. This will generally have the effect of causing a sick man
to say ‘“‘ New York”’ quicker than anything else that I know of.

April 16.—The ‘‘ Key West,’”’ with seven companies of the
Ninth on board, steamed into the familiar harbor of Beaufort
at nine o’clock this morning, and proceeded directly to the dock
at Morehead City, where the men quickly disembarked, soon
after taking a train of cars for Newbern, which place they
reached as the steamer ‘‘ Escort,’’ with General Foster on board,
touched the wharf near the bridge in that city. The citizens
‘turned out in the streets ez masse, alternately cheering General
Foster and Heckman’s brigade—both receiving a cordial
-welcome from all. Such a spectacle had never before been
witnessed in the quaint old town.

The ‘‘Escort,’”’ in passing a long line of batteries, was so
completely riddled that her sides and hull more nearly
resembled a honey-comb than ‘‘ walls of oak.’’ General Foster,
who knew a thing or two about artillery, had taken the pre-
caution before starting on his perilous trip to have the
machinery well protected by bales of cotton, which he procured
in the town of Little Washington. The machinery of the
“‘Escort’? was thoroughly oiled, and with the aid of pine
knots in the furnaces, the little vessel was forced through the
water like a racer. Over seventy shot had penetrated her hull
and sides—one missile entering General Foster’s state-room a
moment after he had temporarily vacated it.

The meeting between Generals Foster and Heckman was
most cordial, and although each had much to say to the other,
they postponed that pleasure until the department had been
again made secure by the withdrawal of the enemy beyond the
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prescribed lines, upon which task General Heckman at once
set to work.

April 17.—The brigade, awakened early, started for the post
of danger at eight o’clock, each man provided with eighty
rounds of ammunition. The roads, owing to recent heavy rains,
were execrable, which rendered marching difficult and fatiguing
—something the men had done but little at since December.
Darkness coming on, the. Ninth, with the rest of the brigade,
went into bivouac in an open field, where but little rest or
sleep, owing to the cold, was to be obtained.

April 78.—Started early and marched fifteen miles, encamp-
ing for the night near Blunt’s Mills. About midnight, cheering
in the rear aroused the Ninth from slumber, and in a few
minutes Major Curlis, with Companies C, D and G, who had
reached Morehead after our departure from Newberm, marched in
upon us. The salutations between the men of the two wings
were very hearty. The three companies had marched over
forty miles in a day and a night, despite their sufferings and
exposures on shipboard—but the feat performed was highly
characteristic of our returned comrades, who had no desire to be
absent when glory was to be won or hard knocks to be encoun-
tered.

April 19.—The calendar says this day is Sunday, but there is
no Sunday for us to-day, as forward we march to meet the men
who are endeavoring to destroy a beneficent government. Just
before noon, after an uneventful tramp of ten miles, we reached
Hill’s Bluff, on Tar river, and found the works at that point
vacated—the enemy having taken a hurried departure the
previous night, doubtless having unpleasant visions of that
os Dutch Heckman”’ and his brigade of ‘‘foot cavalry,”
as it was denominated. A division of Confederates had retreated,
without firing a shot, before a mere handful of men.

General Heckman, burning for a fight, sent out a squadron
of the superb Third New York cavalry, with a section of
mountain howitzers, to locate the enemy, if possible, and on
receiving the following despatch from General Naglee, who
had accompanied the expedition as a volunteer, he pushed the
brigade forward rapidly.

 
“ON THE OLD Camp-GROUND.”’ 139

‘¢ JUNCTION OF GREENVILLE AND WASHINGTON RoapDs,
“8.30 Pp. m., April 19, 1868.

“DeaR HECKMAN—We came upon Hill’s rear guard at this point,
charged them, killing one officer and two men, wounding several, and
capturing one guidon, one officer and five privates, whom I send to you
under guard. I will have the squadron remain here until you arrive
with the infantry. I never saw cavalry equal to the, squadron you sent
with me.”

The badly frightened Confederates out-marched the pursuing
column, which, finding it useless to continue on, turned towards
Washington, reaching that place at five o’clock in the afternoon,
when the brigade quartered in vacant houses for the night—the
siege having been raised, and quietness restored throughout
the department.

April 20.—The ‘‘ Escort”? having arrived, the Ninth em-
barked upon it at an early hour, and late in the evening, she
anchored in the Neuse river, a few miles below Newbern.

April 21.—At eight o’clock this morning the ‘‘ Escort’?
reached her wharf, when the Ninth went ashore and occupied
the commodious barracks at the northern end of the city.

April 25.—An order from General Heckman, directing Colonel
Zabriskie to take the Ninth to its former camping ground at
Carolina City, revivified the men, and caused them to forget
their recent tribulations. Before sunset the regiment was in-
habiting its old tents on the spot which had become to be
regarded as home.

April 26.—In order that they might enjoy every possible com-

’ fort, Colonel Zabriskie ordered the men of the Ninth to stockade
their Sibley tents, and gave them ample time to accomplish
this. ‘The colonel was thus enabled to have several days to
himself, which he spent under his centre fly, devouring some
new novels he had just received from friends at home. By
stockading the tents a third more room was obtained,
while the inmates, generally to the number of fifteen, were
afforded more room to turn about in. ‘The other regiments
in the brigade speedily followed the example of the enterprising
Ninth.

April 30.—A very thorough inspection of the Ninth was
made to-day, the officer charged with that duty complimenting
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the command upon its appearance and efficiency in drill, which,
he said, no regiment in the service could excel.

May 2.—Intelligence received to-day that Quartermaster
Samuel Keys of the Ninth, had been appointed commissary of
the Second division, Ninth (Burnside’s) army corps. Quarter-
master Keys, one of the best quartermasters in the army,
remained with the Ninth corps until the end of the war—
General Burnside refusing to allow him to return to the
regiment, which esteemed him highly.

May r2.—The Ninth was reviewed by General Heckman.

May 18.—General Heckman having assumed command of
the department, Colonel Zabriskie was ordered to command the
troops in the district of Beaufort, whereupon Lieutenant-
Colonel James Stewart, Jr., took charge of the regiment.
Lieutenant Thomas B. Appleget of Company A, who had
worthily filled the position of regimental quartermaster for
some months, was relieved of that duty at his own request,
and Lieutenant Charles Hufty of Company D, ordered to take
his place.

May 20.—The Ninth was inspected to-day by Captain
Ralston, of General Heckman’s staff.

May 27.—Colonel Zabriskie, having returned to the regiment,
assumed command.

June r.—Company B, Lieutenant Thomas Burnett, was sent
over to perform piquet duty on Bogue Island, and put a stop to
the practices of those who were supposed to be running the
blockade between Beaufort and Swansboro, thus doing a pros-’
perous business between those points. Barring the alligators
and mosquitoes which infested the island, it was a pleasant
spot on which to pass away the time. As the fishing in the
waters of the sound was good at all seasons, and succulent
clams could be had in great abundance by wading out into the
water and ‘‘treading’’ the sandy bottom, and magnificent
bathing was afforded in the surf, Company B’s boys had a royal
time of it when off duty. Although Lieutenant Burnett, ever
a strict disciplinarian, maintained a careful watch, neither he
nor his men were able to detect any one passing, although they
frequently saw Confederates bathing in the ocean opposite
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Swansboro, which was at all times piqueted by them. On the
island, a couple of miles apart, lived the families of two old
fishermen—one of them named Frost—both of whom were true
Union men. One morning the fisherman whose name cannot
be recalled at this late day, made his way to Company B’s
outer piquet on the beach, and reported to Corporal Manning
Yeomans on duty there, that he had seen three Confederate
soldiers near Mr. Frost’s cabin, which was located on the right
bank of the sound. Yeomans, with visions of promotion before
him, called two of his comrades—Thomas Putnam and Minard
Garrabrant—and promptly started for Frost’s habitation, de-
termined to capture the ‘‘Johnnies,’’ whom, he was satisfied,
were the identical parties who had been running the blockade.
The corporal had no right to leave his post without the authority
of his commanding officer, but, fearful of a hoax, and not
wishing to be laughed at by the boys, he concluded to say
nothing about the matter, and go on and effect the capture, if
the old man’s story was true. ‘The corporal and his command
made their way through the woods, and on nearing Frost’s
home deployed, so as to surround the place and thus prevent
the escape of the Confederates—if any should be in that
neighborhood. As they got within sight of the humble cabin,
and discovered nothing to indicate the presence of an enemy,
they felt that the fisherman had sold them cheaply, but each
resolved to make him pay dearly for sending them on what at
that moment was regarded as a ‘‘fool’s errand.’? However,
the three Union soldiers would not risk anything, so long as
they had gone to so much trouble, and would continue to act as
if an armed enemy was before them. The corporal directed
his steps towards the only door the cabin possessed, and
when within a few yards of Mr. Frost’s abode, discovered
through the open doorway three men seated at a rude table
partaking of breakfast. Signaling to his command, it advanced
on a run, and leveling his rifle Yeomans ordered the three Con-
federates to raise their hands. ‘They promptly complied, and
the corporal and his companions advanced, bidding the inmates
to ‘‘come out of doors.”” True enough, Mr. Frost’s guests were
Confederate soldiers, who had entered our lines, they protested,
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to see some friends living near Beaufort. They informed
Corporal Yeomans that they had left their rifles and accoutre-
ments among the bushes on the beach, and would be glad to
show the corporal the place of deposit, if he would pass along
that way. Satisfied with his capture, and having no disposition
to give his prisoners any means to effect their escape, he escorted
them to camp, and proudly marched to Lieutenant Burnett’s
tent, where he made known the facts in the case.

Lieutenant Burnett, in his usual stern manner, commanded
the prisoners to be closely guarded, and ordered Corporal
Yeomans to his quarters under arrest. ‘‘ Republics ave grateful,
aren’t they?’’ said the corporal to a chum after he had gained
his tent. ‘‘One would suppose the lieutenant could appreciate
our morning’s work—a clever piece of business, as I had led
myself to believe; but he can’t—he’s too much regulation.’
An hour or so afterwards Yeomans was ordered to report to
Lieutenant Burnett. ‘‘Corporal,’’ said he, ‘‘ you did a nice
thing in capturing those men, but you had no orders to do it.
If they had taken you instead, this company would have been
disgraced. You should have reported to me before undertaking
the perilous enterprise. Hereafter do so, and I will give you
permission to capture all you can find. You are relieved from
arrest, and will return to your post.’’ It was by such acts that
Company B was made to rank second to none—by such acts
that Lieutenant Burmett made himself respected by all brave
men.

June 3.—A member of Company C died suddenly in his
quarters to-day, and a large number of the regiment were
ailowed to pay their last sad respects to his memory by following
his mortality to the place of rest—a beautiful grove of pine
trees just outside the town.

June ¢.—A small detail is daily required from the Ninth for
work upon the fortifications, which General Spinola is having
constructed at Morehead City.

June 22.—Company B rejoined regiment to-day.

June 25.—Surgeon Woodhull of General Heckman’s staff,
was ordered to superintend the erection of a large hospital
building at Morehead City, which was afterwards known as
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the ‘‘ Mansfield General Hospital.’? ‘The doctor was highly
complimented for ‘‘ the able and faithful manner’’ in which he
performed the task assigned him.

June 26.—Regretfully the Ninth struck tents at daybreak
this morning, and two hours afterwards was ez route on cars to
Newbern, where it took possession of the barracks near Fort
Totten. During the evening a cyclone passed over the city,
doing considerable damage. Unoccupied barracks near the
camp of the Ninth were blown down, and a sentry badly
injured by being, buried under the debvis. He was finally
rescued from his perilous position by several members of the
Ninth, who heard his cries.

June 30.—General Heckman took command of the forces
and defences of the city. Ninth inspected and mustered for
pay, which ceremony it never objected to.

July 3.—The Third New York cavalry, and a squadron of
the First North Carolina cavalry, left the city at an early hour
to destroy the railroad at Keenansville—forty-five miles distant.

July 4.—Reveille at three o’clock this morning, and an hour
afterwards, General Heckman started with the Ninth New
Jersey, Seventeenth, Twenty-third and T'wenty-seventh Mass-
achusetts, and Eighty-first and One Hundred and Fifty-eighth
New York regiments and Belger’s and Angel’s batteries, as
a support. The infantry proceeded by way of Pollocksville,
eight miles beyond which it went into bivowac early in the
evening, nothing of the enemy having so far been seen.

July 5.—Resumed the march shortly after daylight, and at
seven o’clock passed through the pretty little town of Trenton.
Continuing on till late in the afternoon the column halted on
Scott’s plantation, when Companies B and F went off to
destroy a bridge over the Trent river, which they successfully
accomplished, although the Confederates were known to be but
a short distance away.

July 6.—Owing to the intense heat and the non-arrival of the
cavalry expedition at this point, the brigade remained quiet
until three o’clock in the afternoon, when hearing a signal,
General Heckman started off at its head in the direction of the
Tiver and what was called Free Bridge. Companies E and G,
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deployed as skirmishers, had not proceeded very far, however,
ere they discovered the Confederates, who promptly opened.
with a couple of field pieces, which did considerable execution
—severely wounding Lieutenant-Colonel Chambers of the
‘Twenty-third Massachusetts, and several members of the Ninth.
At this moment, General Heckman dashed up with a section
of Belger’s battery, which speedily drove the enemy from his
chosen position, leaving free access to the bridge, over which
the cavalry soon afterwards crossed in safety—their appearance
being the signal for enthusiastic cheering.

The cavalry had-been eminently successful, having torn up
the railroad track for a considerable distance, and destroyed a
blacksmith shop where sabres and small arms were being
manufactured. ‘Three hundred fine horses (badly needed by
our cavalry), and a small army of the happiest darkies (of all
ages and conditions) under the face of the sun, were among
the results of the expedition. During the day the sun was
severe upon the men, but at night, cooled by the heavy dews,
their situation was more endurable.

July 7.—The Ninth, greatly fatigued by the heat and
excessive marching, reached its barracks at Newbern early in
the evening.

July ro.—John Bader, a member of Company A, while
bathing in the Neuse river this evening, was drowned. His
body was recovered the following morning by a marine, who
went down in fifteen feet of water.

July 72.—An alarm in the city, consequent upon an attack
on our piquets at Deep creek by some Confederate horsemen.

July 13.—The Ninth New Jersey, Twenty-third Massachu-
setts, a section of artillery and a company of Twelfth New
York cavalry, rendezvoused at Newport barracks early this
morning, conveyed thither by rail. Marched at ten o’clock,
via Cedar Point road to Broad creek, over which a rude bridge
was constructed, when the march was continued to Saunders’
plantation, twelve miles distant, where a halt was ordered for
the night.

July r4.—Column in motion at daybreak; reached Cedar
Point at eight o’clock, having travelled nine miles in three
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hours. It had been expected that the gun-boat ‘‘ Wilson,’’
with one company of the Highty-first New York, would ‘com-
municate with General Heckman at this point, but it was ‘‘ hard
aground ’’on one of the many shoals in Bogue sound, ten miles
away. ‘The cavalry company was sent out to observe the
country in the direction of Smith’s Mills, where it found a
small party of the enemy, whom it routed in fine style.

July r5.—Lieutenant Cook, in command of two boats from
the ‘‘ Wilson,’’ arrived with information that that vessel was
still ‘‘fast,’’ with no prospect of release. Captain Edwin
Stevens Harris of the Ninth, with a platoon fromeCompany B,
went off with the boats, from which they made ‘‘ soundings ”’
in White Oak river as far. as five miles from its mouth, and on
returning and reporting no ‘‘ possible chance for fording,’*
General Heckman gave the command an order to return.

July 16.—Despite the intense heat and the burning condition
of the sand in the roadway—almost hot enough to roast an egg”
in four minutes—the column reached Newport just before noon,.
having made eighteen miles in less than six hours.

July r7.—Took cars this morning and returned to our
quarters in Newbern. General Foster departed to take:
command of the Department of Virginia and North Carolina,
with headquarters at Fortress Monroe, General Heckman suc-
ceeding him in the command of all the forces in North
Carolina, and yet it had been only a little more than a year’
since the latter entered the state as a lieutenant-colonel.

July 22.—Considerable excitement consequent upon rumors
of a Confederate advance upon Newbern. Ninth formed line
and after remaining by its colors for a couple of hours retired to:
quarters. :

July 23.—Five companies of the Ninth called out on the
parade ground, but the order to march was soon after counter-
manded.

July 24.—The Ninth was ordered to prepare three days’
rations, and be ready for a move in the morning. Men carefully
cleaned and inspected their rifles, about whose condition they
were always more particular than any officer could be, as they
knew their lives depended upon the efficiency of the weapons.
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July 25.—General Heckman with the Ninth New Jersey,
Seventeenth, ‘wenty-third and four companies from the
T'wenty-fifth Massachusetts, Highty-first New York and Belger’s
battery, embarked shortly after daylight, and after a delightful
sail reached the mouth of the Chowan river and anchored off
Edenton at ten o’clock in the evening.

July 26.—Weighed anchor early and steamed up the Chowan,
reaching Winton on its right bank at about two o’clock in the
afternoon. ‘The steamer ‘‘ Convoy,’’ conveying the Ninth, was
the first to reach the landing-place, which it had no sooner
touched, thaa Company I, commanded by Lieutenant Robert
PD. Swain, sprang ashore and dashed up the steep hillside, with
instructions to advance and afford protection to the debarkation
of the troops. The remainder of the Ninth quickly followed.
After marching nearly a mile without seeing anything of the
enemy, the Ninth, notified by an aide that it had taken the
wrong road, countermarched. It reached the junction too late
to keep the advance, which was now being made by the
Seventeenth Massachusetts. This command, believing that
the Ninth was in its front, was marching unsuspectingly along
when it received a volley from the front and from the woods on
the left flank. The Seventeenth quickly formed line across the
road, and returned the fire until the Ninth came up, when the
Jerseymen, perfectly used to the work, gave a cheer and charged
up the road, driving the enemy in confusion before them. The
pursuit was continued for a mile or so—the Confederates not
stopping to contest the advance until they crossed Pattocassey
creek, over Hill’s bridge, which they only partially destroyed.
Reforming in splendid earthworks on the right bank of that
sluggish stream, the enemy opened with a heavy fire, but the
men of the Ninth had had much experience in fighting for the
possession of bridge crossings, and used their usual skill until
they got the lay of the position, when, with a shout which
struck terror to the hearts of the foe, dashed forward across the
structure and into the works, capturing some thirty Confederates
who were unable to make their escape. The Seventeenth
Massachusetts and Ninth New Jersey had a number of men
wounded—among the latter being Lieutenant J. Madison Drake,
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-who was in command of Company D, and Sergeant Coyte of
Company E. General Heckman at once disposed of his forces,
by placing them where they would be able to render the best
service in case the Confederates mustered courage to renew the
attack, but they were doubtless glad to leave him severely alone.

July 27.—The men were ordered to make themselves as
comfortable as circumstances would allow. Some of the ‘‘ bum-
mers’’ scouted about the woods, and over the plantations
near by, and among those whose curiosity led them to wander
about the country was Private Charles Muller of Company A,
of the Ninth, who, while rambling in the woods, with no other
weapon than a walking-stick, which he carried in his hand,
ran across three Confederates, whom he discovered standing
under a tree, their rifles, accoutrements, etc., stacked close by.
The German lad watched them closely for a few moments,
fearing others might be near at hand, and when satisfied that
they were alone, he noiselessly made his way to their guns,
and seizing one and aiming it at the dumbfounded Confederates,
whom he at the same moment terrorized by a yell, called upon
them to surrender. ‘They had some difficulty in making
Muller understand that they had already done so. He pointed
the direction he wished them to pursue, then shouldering the
three rifles, drove them into our camp—his arrival creating
profound amusement among the men, who cheered him as he
passed slowly along the line. Colonel Zabriskie told Muller
he could have a pass every day if he would promise to do as
well each time.

During the afternoon the First New York mounted rifles,
Eleventh Pennsylvania cavalry,.and Stewart’s (regular)
battery, who had marched from Suffolk, were ferried across the
Chowan river, and everything being in readiness, those com-
mands at nine o’clock passed out of our lines at Pattocassey
creek, to destroy the railroad at Weldon.

July 28.—Weather very oppressive—rainy and hot—many
of the men being down with fever and ague. A member of
Company C, while fishing in the creek, landed what he at first
stipposed to be an eel, but was surprised on seeing the ovifarous
animal making a bee-line for the water, running along in the
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style of an ophidian. Its headlong rush for the muddy stream
was only checked by an effort on the part of the fisherman,
who had to kill it because of its intractability. The animal,
which was nearly two feet in length, propelled itself while on
land with its six short legs, equi-distant along its disgusting
looking body. It was a repulsive creature.

July 29.—Shortly after noon one company of cavalry entered
our lines, bringing some fifty prisoners, many horses, vehicles
and contrabands.

July 30.—Ninth anxious to get away, owing to the poisonous
(malarial) atmosphere along the creek, but must await return
of the cavalry, due to-day. ‘The horsemen were seen approach-
ing at noon, and as they came up, we saw they had been
badly used, having failed to accomplish what they had been
sent to do, owing to the concentration of a large force of the
enemy near Weldon, and returning without the fruits of
substantial victory. It was ten o’clock before the cavalry was
conveyed across the river, and midnight when the Ninth left
its position and retreated to the landing, where it again
embarked on the ‘‘ Convoy ’’ and sailed away, a great majority
of the men being afflicted with fever and ague.

August r.—Some three hundred men in the Ninth prostrated
with the regular North Carolina chills, which made no
distinction between officers and enlisted men.

August 3.—Ninth received its pay to-day from Major
Harbert, a New Jerseyman.

August 5.—Three commissioned officers and six enlisted
men, left to-day for New Jersey to obtain recruits, which the
Ninth badly need if it is to be continued in the forefront of
every battle, as it has invariably been for more than a year.

August 13.—Major-General John Peck arrived to-day, and
relieved General Heckman from command of the district of
North Carolina, which causes the men to think that there will
be no more marching or fighting for some time to come.

August 17.—Inspection of Ninth—slim turn-out, on account
of fever and ague epidemic.

August 26.—Surgeon Gillette, who never tires in ministering
to the wants of the men, made a lengthy report to the medical
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director of the department on the condition of the members of
the Ninth regiment—more than two hundred of whom were
daily borne upon the sick list, not one of whom was fit for
guard or fatigue duty, whereupon an order was issued, directing
Colonel Zabriskie to remove his command to the old camping-
ground at Carolina City, which that officer lost no time in
doing.

August 27.—The old Sibley tents were placed upon the
stockades—still standing—the men being willing to incur any
jabor they were capable of in making themselves comfortable,
hoping thereby to regain their wonted strength and spirits.

August 3z.—Colonel Zabriskie inspected the Ninth and
mustered it for pay—a ceremony that always pleased the men—
every one being perfectly willing to undergo a parade which
was the first step towards securing the monthly stipend from
the government. In the early evening, while the train for
Newbern stopped at camp, as usual, some of the men, led by
““Steve’’? Crane of Company K, who, while being a most
excellent soldier, was. noted for his ‘‘ little jokes,’’ as he called
them, suddenly determined to have some fun. Gathering the
guy ropes in rear of the sutler’s tent, which was pitched within
a few feet of the railroad track, the boys fastened them to the
rear end of the hindmost car, and retired to watch the result.
Directly the train started, tearing the larger part of the tent
from its moorings, and dragging it behind. Simultaneously
with the snapping of the ropes which fastened the sutler’s
habitation to the earth, was a loud crash within, as boxes,
barrels, etc., were overturned, to the consternation of the sutler
and his assistants, who, believing that the end of all things was
at hand, fled as if pursued by a thousand fiends. The noise thus
occasioned attracted the attention of many men in the regiment,
who hastened to the scene of catastrophe, and in the enforced
absence of the sutler, helped themselves to the tobacco, sweet-
meats, etc., lying promiscuously about. This transaction cost
the sutler several hundred dollars, and ‘‘Steve’’ said it was
worth that amount, considering the fun they all had. I may
just as well say that it was a long time afterwards before ‘‘Steve’”
revealed the perpetrators.
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September r.—The regiment drilled daily during this month—
the exercise benefitting the men, most of whom, on filling their
lungs with pure sea air, recovered from the intermittent fevers
incident to the poison taken into their system on the recent
march to Winton. Although the Ninth enjoyed themselves to
the fullest extent, with none to molest or make them afraid,
along towards the close of the month they began to express
their discontent, and long for something more exciting. As
there had been no ‘‘reviews’’ in over two months, the outlook
for active service was not particularly encouraging to those
more ambitiously inclined.

October r.—Time drags heavily with the Ninth, notwith-
standing the fact that the men are comfortably located, and
living on the fat of the land and the best bounty of the
government.
~ October r4.—Rumors are floating about that the Ninth is to
be sent to Virginia, to ‘‘ seek fresh fields and pastures new.’’
Well—anything for a change, say the men. This afternoon
General Heckman surprised the regiment by suddenly riding
into camp. Shortly after the buglers sounded the ‘‘ assembly ’’
for parade, and forming line the command was reviewed by the
general, who declared it had never marched more steadily,
Perhaps the boys wanted him to see that they had lost none of
their vigor, and that they had as much espvzt du corps as in
former days. At all events everybody was pleased, and as an
itinerant photographer visited camp, the artist was kept busy
in taking pictures of men and officers.

October 15.—Orders received to prepare three days’ rations,
and be in readiness to move at a moment’s notice.

October r8.—Struck tents after dinner, but did not leave camp
till late in the afternoon, when the Ninth took train for Newbern,
where it embarked on steamers ‘‘ Albany’’ and ‘‘ Jersey Blue”’
at ten o’clock. An hour and a half later steamed down the
Neuse, with whose contour we were all familiar—other vessels,
with the remainder of the brigade, following.

October 19.—The sail was enjoyed by most of the men of the
Ninth, they having become quite used to sea-faring life, owing
to their frequent movements upon the water.
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October 20.—Arrived at Fortress Monroe at eight o’clock this
morning, and, after a brief time, continued on up the James
river to Newport News, where it landed. Before the sun went
down that day the brigade was fout ensemble.

Our camp, located on a high bluff, on the left bank of the
majestic James, overlooked the spot where the ram ‘‘ Merrimac’’
won her victory over the United States fleet, in which contest
she destroyed the ‘‘ Congress’? and ‘‘Cumberland,’’ whose
topmasts, above the surface of the quiet waters, were still to be
seen. One day Corporal ‘‘Sam’’ Dilks of Company K, made
his way out to the projecting spars and removing a piece
returned to camp. He subsequently, with that ingenuity for
which he was distinguished, made a handsome miniature hose

carriage from the stick, and presented the same to the America
Hose company of Trenton, in whose house it still remains.

October 21.—Camp was placed in tip-top order and dress-
parade held.

October 22.—Ninth received orders to cook three days’ rations
and be ready for a move, which brightens up the intellect of the
men and sets them to speculating. During the afternoon,
however, the order was countermanded.

October 23.—General Heckman arrived to-day and assumed
command of the post, consisting of six infantry regiments, one
regiment of cavalry and three batteries of artillery.

October 29.—Brigade reviewed by General Heckman, which
inclines the men to the belief that active operations are con-
templated at an early day.

November 2.—General Foster came up to-day and reviewed
us with a smile upon his handsome face. The pleasure of
seeing each other again was mutual.

November 16.—A singular battle took place in the Ninth’s
eamp to-day, being no less than a spirited engagement with an
army of rodents, which had occupied the grounds since the
time McClellan’s force was encamped there in idleness. The
one-sided contest afforded considerable exercise for the men and
rich amusement for the ladies, quite 4 number of whom were
living in camp with their husbands—officers, of course.

November 26.—Thanksgiving day, with interesting services
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in the Ninth’s capacious chapel—a log structure. ‘The chaplain
made some return this month for the pay he received from the
government, but as a general thing I never saw useful chaplains
in the service. I know there were exceptions to the rule.
Chaplains might have been very useful, but nine times out of
ten they did no more work than they were compelled to do.

December r.—General Butler rode through camp to-day, and
the boys ran out of their stockaded tents to see him. On
reaching the street where Company D was located, the general
stopped his horse, and pulling out his big navy revolver, his
inseparable companion when out riding, he pointed the weapon
direct at the head of Joel Hulse of that command. Of course
there was considerable commotion among the men, each one of
whom thought the general had his eyes upon them, owing to
their peculiar conformation. No one could account for his
conduct, and for a moment it looked as if Joel’s hour had come.

‘“Hold, general! what’s the matter?’’ asked Sergeant
Bennett.

‘‘Matter enough !’’ replied the general, slowly turning his
head. ‘‘I once swore that if I ever saw a man uglier than
myself, I would shoot him on the spot, and there stands the
man who has haunted me.”’

The boys now understanding the matter, burst out into a
hearty peal of laughter, and the general, who never allowed an
enlisted man to suffer or want for anything which was in his
power to supply, rode off amid cheers. Joel, poor fellow, was
killed near Suffolk, Virginia, in February, 1864, and his death
sincerely mourned by all who knew his amiable traits of
character.

December 2.—The men of the Ninth received pay to-day,
enabling their families at home to have a ‘‘ Merry Christmas.”

December g.—The arrival in camp of several ‘‘ patriots”? from
New Jersey with plethoric purses, which they were willing to
turn inside out for the benefit of those who would ‘‘re-enlist
for the war,’’ created a flutter of excitement. Eight hundred
dollars was the minimum price offered to any one in the Ninth
who would be re-mustered for another term of three years. ‘To
many this large sum of money was a great temptation, and
 

LIEUT. HENRY HOPPER

COMPANY E,

 
How CHRISTMAS WAS SPENT. 153

before night over one hundred young men had signed the
muster-roll and pocketed the treasure. The ‘‘bounty’’ had
much to do in stimulating recruitment, but a desire on the part
of these men to return home and see their families was the
chief reason actuating them in accepting the terms offered.

December ro.—The Twenty-seventh Massachusetts regiment
having been ordered to Norfolk, its quarters were occupied by
Ninth.

December 20.—Company drill in the forenoon, with battalion
movements and a dress-parade in the afternoon, were the
routine at this post. Officers and men fared sumptuously—
most delicious bivalves being readily obtained at prices within
reach of all.

December 2z.—A cold snap rendered bright fires necessary,
and occasionally a tent was consumed, putting its occupants to
much inconvenience.

December 24.—Mrs. J. Madison Drake and Mrs. Charles W.
Grover arrived in camp to-day, and were presented to the other
ladies—Mrs. Edwin S. Harris, Mrs. Edward S. Carrell, Mrs.
“Thomas Burnett and Mrs. W. D. Rogers.

December 25.—Our third Christmas in the army—and a merry
‘one it was to those who had been spared through all the vicissi-
tudes of the past to enjoy it. Well-filled boxes from home had
arrived a day or two previous, and so the happy recipients had
invited their particular friends to enjoy the good things, there
were none in camp who did not have good cheer. Some of the
regiments celebrated the day by engaging at target-practice,
while others had excellent programs of athletic exercises,
concluding with burlesque parades, in which some of the
officers saw their peculiarities cleverly mimicked.
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1364.

January 1r.—Snow—of which the best use was made—the
men giving themselves to all sorts of frolicing. During the
forenoon the artillerymen improvised sledges, which they drove
through the various camps, creating lots of fun; and after
dinner, the Ninth’s boys got out and formed line of battle—
the right wing being opposed to the left wing. The missiles
used on this occasion were balls of snow, instead of the Minie
bullet. Officers and men participated in the excitement—no
undue liberties being indulged in by either—so popular were
the shoulder-straps, who never lost any of their self-respect by
mingling with their men. ‘The contest raged with unabated
fury for an hour or so, to the delight of the ladies present,
when, both parties being fatigued, and neither side showing
signs of surrendering—something the Ninth had never studied
—the engagement stopped by mutual consent.

The following letter, written toa newspaper by Rev. J. J.
Carrell, chaplain, will show the religious feeling which
pervaded the Ninth regiment :

Newport News, Va., January 11th, 1864.

By your permission, I will send you a few lines from East Virginia,
designed for the eyes of the many friends and acquaintances who made
our stay in Livingston pleasant and profitable. It was a matter of
regret that I could not, in person, wish them a merry Christmas and a
happy New Year. From this point, and through your paper, I would
send them many greetings, assuring them that they are ever in mind,
having, as formerly, a deep and imperishable hold on my affections.

We have been here since the 23d of October last, and besides changing
our encampment once, the removal of some three regiments and a
battery for duty elsewhere, and the supplying of their places by other
troops, and two grand reviews, one by General Foster, and the other by
General Butler, little has occurred out of the usual routine of camp life.

Weare close by the waters in which lie the wrecks of the Cumberland
and Congress, relics from both of which, in large numbers, have been
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sent to friends at home by the parties who are and have been here. In

this work a mast from the Cumberland, which had been washed upon

the shore, and worth, by marine estimation, three hundred dollars, has

entirely disappeared. The old Merrimac, which did the work of destruc-

tion upon our ill-fated vessels, lies between this point and Norfolk, and

more recently came near including the Champion, a government vessel,
plying between this place and Old Point Comfort. It happened in this

wise : A pleasure party, consisting of officers, ladies and civilians, had

gone over in her to attend the theatre at Norfolk. Upon her return, the.
night being foggy and withal dark, she came in collision, at low tide,

with the bogus Confederate, who nevertheless clutched and held her
fast. For several hours the Champion—not Champion now—was
interlocked in the embrace of this malignant secesh, and not without

danger of serioys injury. But in time the watery element came to the
rescue, lifting with its rising tide the proudly named, but for once

throttled ship from its awkward and defenceless predicament. Accord-
ingly she did not return to Newport News untii eleven o’clock a. M.

next day, when at eight she should have been on her way to Fortress
Monroe. A party, among whom was the writer, had. been waiting from.
eight to eleven for the boat, to go down to the fortress, and conse-

quently were not in the best of humor. And at the announcement of
the reason of the detention, your correspondent, who often does queer
things, said: ‘Glad of it ; wish theatre-going people would always be
served just so; the punishment in this life is only a little taste of what

such will get hereafter.” The company being evidently a good deal

crestfallen, gave hard looks but no blows; an opportunity was given

them of meditating upon the estimation in which such people are held
by a chaplain in the army.

The force at this point, under command of Brigadier-General Heck-
man, consists of five regiments of infantry, one of cavalry, and two
batteries. The general is a great favorite in that branch of the army
of which he is the head. That he is universally esteemed, trusted and
loved, is a eulogy that may truthfully be pronounced. Order, discipline,
efficiency, and the comfort of all, are matters evidently aimed at and in
a high measure attained. Indeed, everything moves like clock-
work; any disorder that may arise is immediately suppressed ; the
closest surveillance is employed against the clandestine introduction of
that which would make the men noisy and unruly. At one time liquor
was kept at farm houses in the region of the camps; it was also sent in
boxes by express, but lately the examination has been rigid, so that this
enemy seldom gets within the lines, at all events not among the men.
I understand that on Christmas day the monster Alcohol got through
the pickets and escaped the inquisition by ensconsing himself in a fine
fat turkey. The Jesuits, the inquisitors at this place, committed the
same blunder that the Greeks did in the matter of the Trojan horse ;
they did not examine the turkey internally, and so the enemy got in. I
do not know that he did much mischief. At all events, somebody got.
on that joyous day not only good dinner, but something to drink into
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the bargain. But, nevertheless, it is well for the soldiers’ friends at
home to know that there is danger of confiscation in running the
blockade, but that if successful it is a very sure way to the guardhouse.
But since there are so many ways by which to smuggle in contraband
articles, it has astonished us that we so seldom suffer from this cause,
and we attribute it to the wise and firm administration which holds the
avenues of entrance to this port.

The chaplains have special reasons for loving their general. It is
pleasing to the flesh to have an opportunity to preach to the great ones
of earth, and the general and his lady attend our Sabbath worship, the
writer having his full share, if not a monopoly, of this honor. In his
attendance our good general does not seek the highest seat in the
synagogue. He comes in like any other man, takes any seat that offers,
is always very attentive, goes out as others do—the star being his only
mark of distinction. Indeed, his presence, for its commanding influence,
is much coveted, and I do not know how it is, but of late my congrega-
tions, and particularly in the evenings, have grown so large that the
house will no longer hold them. Several are also dropping in from
other regiments, t6 our encouragement. Iam inclined to think that the
presence of the commander and the ladies, who are in attendance, have
much to do with it. Possibly having a church now may be some expla-
nation in the matter of increased attendance. Indeed the chaplains
here are afforded, by the general, every facility in his power that
comfort and efficiency may connect with our work. All work unre-
quired by the army regulations is prohibited on the Sabbath. Our
general ordered the observance of the day of Thanksgiving appointed
by the president, and having enjoined the conducting of the exercises
by the two chaplains who were then here—the others having gone home
to spend the holidays. He called out his entire force—a novel scene
and a novel work in the history of the war, for such days are seldom
kept in the army. The presence of some four or five thousand men,
wearing the garments and armor of their country, assembled to thank
the Deity for war’s success, was a sight grand and imposing, trying to
the nerves of timid and unwarlike chaplains, yet requiring the force
and voice of a Whitfield. The general himself took command, refused
to be seated on the platform, but stood at the head of his men. Out-
wardly, it was a sublime acknowledgment of the sovereignty of the
Deity, who gradually develops His purposes among men by an over-
ruling providence.

In concluding these rambling remarks, I would like to say that our
position here is in many respects exceedingly pleasant. We have a
number of Northern ladies in our several camps. Christmas was a
high day with us. In the morning I gave, by way of present, to each
man in the regiment a copy of the Army Hymn, written by O. W.
Holmes. In the afternoon we had an elegant Christmas dinner at-the
house of the adjutant and Captain Harris, who have their wives here—
in part from the contents of a box made up and forwarded from a
farm house, not a hundred miles from East Groveland post-office. In
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the evening we had services in our chapel and a crowded house. The
hall was decorated ; adamantine candles in profusion gave forth their
light from ornamented chandeliers, from grotesque hangings about the
pulpit and along the walls. The music was grand and appropriate to
the occasion. The sermon was from the words : ;

“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward
men.”—Luke ii, 14.

And much in the preacher’s usual style. It was my first Christmas
in the army, and altogether was full of business and of many unalloyed
pleasures.

In our meeting to worship God, the adornings are still above and
around us, as also the Stars and Stripes—the torn and blackened colors
which have been in the regiment in eight hard fought battles, the
names of which appear in gold upon their immortal folds. In passing
into my pulpit, it is both a pleasure and a necessity to bow to the flag
of our country. I am supported on the night by the officers’ ‘“ better-
halves,” several of whom are here, on the left by the musicians, whilst
in front a sea of faces are upturned, apparently eagerly drinking in the
words of life. Indeed since our encampment here, and in possession
of a chapel, my situation, as chaplain, has been so pleasant and the
attendance on my ministry so large, that I sometimes feel myself the
happiest and most favored among men.

With pick and shovel, axe and hatchet, saw, auger and nails, the
soldiers put up the house in which we worship ; excepting the pulpit
and some seats for the ladies, boards find no place in the building. The
seats are split timbers, standing on wooden feet ; the walls are of split
timbers of large size let into the ground, the interstices being filled
with mud to the eve of the roof; the shingles are split with the axe ;
the materials came rough from the woods, and the building, as it is,
stood erect after the work of afew days. It is capital for summer use,
but altogether too open, especially under the fierce winds which disturb
this coast and the snow which for a few days past persists in stopping
with us. Still we hold in it, in the most inclement weather, two
services and a bible class on the Sabbath, and a weekly prayer meeting,
and we feel cheered every way in our work.

It has been rumored in camp that we are to leave shortly for duty
elsewhere. From the source by which it has reached us, there is
probably truth in it. If so, considerable suffering will necessarily
connect with the moving of our quarters, as it is in the dead of winter
and extremely cold.

Wishing yourself, and all my old friends, long life and every needful
good, I remain your obedient servant,

J. J. CARRELL

January 13.—The gallant fellows who had re-enlisted for the
war went off to-day to spend thirty days with their friends at
home. Many of the men who remained behind rather envied
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them their good fortune, and another party of patriotic cap-
italists from New Jersey arriving in camp, the re-enlisting fever
set in badly. It was contagious. Nothing else was talked of
among the men.

January r6.—General Heckman rode through the camps this
forenoon, and it being known that he had been ordered
elsewhere, the men cheered his heart by making the welkin
ring, as they often had when following him in battle. At dress
parade the following orders were read :

HEADQUARTERS, NEWPORT NEWS, Va.,

January 12th, 1864.
General Orders, No. 2.

Having been relieved from the command of this brigade, by special
orders, No. 12, from Headquarters, Department of Virginia and North
Carolina, I therefore bid farewell to the officers and men comprising
this command. The intercourse, both official and personal, between
myself and those serving in the command, has been highly satisfactory,
and will always be remembered with pleasure. To those troops which
formed a part of my old command, I bid an affectionate farewell.
From my first association with them at Trenton, through the perils and
affliction at Hatteras, the gallant charges at Roanoke and Newbern,
the noble, daring and brilliant deeds at White Oak, Southwest Creek,
Kinston, Whitehall and Goldsboro, my feeling toward them has been
one of affection and pride.

Called to another command, I will continue to watch over you with
unabated interest, feeling confident that your future history will be
equally brilliant as in the past. By command of

BRIGADIER GENERAL C, A. HECKMAN.

W. H. ABEL, Captain and A. A. G.

January 17.—The men, with visions of a good time at home,
even though for a brief period, continue to talk of re-enlisting,
and the line officers are waited upon and asked if they will
remain until the end. This action on their part show how
much the officers of the Ninth are respected. Before night
nearly all the men had expressed a desire to re-enlist, providing
Colonel Zabriskie would stand by them. ‘This fact was com-
municated to the colonel, who was much affected by the
responsibility thus imposed upon him. The men expected he
would say something on the subject at dress-parade in the
evening, but his mind had been so much disturbed by the
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confidence reposed in him, that he did not dare trust himself
before the men, without a deliberate consideration of the
important subject, and Lieutenant-Colonel Stewart commanded
in his stead.

January 18.—Colonel Zabriskie was ordered to command
the troops at the execution of H. C. Fuller, of Company C,
One Hundred and Eighteenth New York volunteers, convicted
of desertion. A reprieve was granted at the last moment, the
courier arriving with the paper as the troops marched out to the
spot designated.

January 21.—The men are in a high state of excitement
to-day, it being understood that Colonel Zabriskie will appear
on dress-parade this evening and give his decision. The
regiment being formed by Adjutant Carrell, the usual ceremony
was gone through with, at the conclusion of which a few
movements were made—the last formation being three sides of
a square—in the centre of which stood Colonel Zabriskie,
Lieutenant-Colonel Stewart, Major Curlis and the staff.
Among the six hundred men—all that now remained out of the
twelve hundred who had started from Trenton with the
regiment over two years previous—not the slightest movement
was made. Each man stood there like a statue, prepared to
listen to whatever the colonel, in his wisdom, might say to
them. In silver tones he said:

MEn—I have delayed answering your question until now, for various
reasons. In the first place, I wanted you to have time to fully consider
the matter, which is so important. It is easy for me to say that I shall
remain in the service of my country, as I have no one dependent upon
me; but to those of you who have wives and little ones, or aged
parents, at home, itis different. I appreciate your motives in asking
me to remain with you as long as I may be able, and if it is possible for
me to serve you as well as any one else, and you think you will never
regret my answer, I cheerfully give it—yes, we will continue to serve
our country together.

. Five hundred men, on hearing this, shouted themselves
hoarse, to the great joy of Mr. Crane, of Essex county, who
thus saved that number of his friends and neighbors from being
drafted into the army. The parade being dismissed the men
began to make plans for the immediate future, retiring early to
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dream of pockets stuffed with crisp greenbacks and loved ones
from whom they had long been parted.

January 22.—Those who declined to re-enlist, believing they
would be able to do their full share of duty within the term of
their original enlistment—three years—were sent off to-day to
Portsmouth, in charge of Major Curlis. Company officers were
kept busy in making out muster-rolls, descriptive lists, etc.

January 23.—The ladies who had spent a season ‘in camp:
very pleasantly, left for home to-day, in the joyous expectation
of an early meeting with their husbands in New Jersey.

January 3z.—Instead of the customary Sunday morning
inspection, the Ninth, with knapsacks well packed, marched
to the wharf, and embarked on two steamers—seven companies.
—two hundred and fifty-eight men—on the ‘‘ Virginia,’’ and
three companies—one hundred and twelve men—on the
“‘Montauk.’’ With the one hundred and ten who had pre-
viously re-enlisted and now at home, this footed up a grand
total of four hundred and eighty men, which made the Ninth
New Jersey a veteran regiment, and as such it was to be
forever after known and designated.

February 7.—Paymaster H. L. King came on board and paid
each man, besides the sum due him for services already rendered,
as follows: One hundred dollars, thirteen dollars (one month
in advance), and sixty dollars—first instalment of government
bounty.

February 2.—The paymaster having concluded his task, the
two vessels steamed away at noon, and an hour afterwards
were ploughing their way through the perturbed waters of the
Atlantic ocean—the men in most joyous spirits, eagerly antici-
pating pleasure in meeting those from whom they had been so
long and painfully separated.

February 3.—Entered the ‘‘ narrows’’ at about eight o’clock
in the evening, and two hours later anchored in the Hudson
river—within stone’s throw of the railroad pier at Jersey City.

February 4.—Flags could be seen floating over many build-
ings in Jersey City—the home of Colonel Zabriskie—in honor
of the arrival of the Ninth, while the docks were thronged
with men, women and children, who had gathered to do
—

poo

 

LIEUT. RICHARD E, COGAN,

COMPANY 8B,

 
AGAIN IN NEw JERSEY. 161

honor to the only regiment from New Jersey which, notwith-
standing its hard service, had enlisted for the war. About
eleven o’clock the Ninth filed off the steamers upon the
wharf, amid the enthusiastic cheers of the populace. At
the city hall the regiment wheeled into line and was formally
welcomed by the mayor, who was surrounded by the members
of the city council and many prominent citizens—Colonel
Zabriskie responding in a modest manner.

After a short march, passing ev voute the mansion of Chan-
cellor Zabriskie, father of the colonel, the Ninth entered
Taylor’s hotel and partook of a banquet, prepared by the city.
At five o’clock the regiment proceeded to a train in waiting,
and at eight o’clock was marching through the streets of
Trenton, amid hearty applause from the people who lined the
sidewalks. The night was spent at the camp near the arsenal.

february 5.—Governor Joel Parker visited the Ninth bright
and early, and on being presented to it, made an eloquent
speech, thanking it for its great services on many fields of
battle. The men, being given furloughs, dated the sixth, with
orders to report for duty on the seventh of March, stored their
arms and accoutrements, and with faces beaming with pleasure
hurried away to their homes.

february 12.—The detachment of one hundred and ten men,
who had re-enlisted January 13, reported for duty at camp in
Trenton to-day, but, owing to unavoidable delays in transpor-
tation, did not get back to Getty’s station, beyond Norfolk,
until noon of the twenty-second. Forty-one recruits returned
with the detachment—this number being all that the veterans.
could find while at home. ‘‘’The Ninth has too much fighting
to do,” said the stay-at-homes, when approached on the
subject of enlistment, ‘‘and we will join some command that
prefers eating to fighting and marching.”’

February 29.—The Ninth’s detachment at Getty’s station, if
it flattered itself to escape hard duty during the absence of the
major part of the command, was doomed to disappointment, as
on this day a detail of one hundred men and a lieutenant were
called for to report to Colonel Smith of the Fighth Connecticut,
commanding piquet post at Deep creek. Lieutenant Thomas
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Burnett was the officer selected to command the detachment,
which reached the place of danger at four o'clock in the
afternoon.

March r.—leutenant Burnett, who never fancied idleness,
whenever anything could be found to keep his men busy,
suggested to the commanding officer of the post the propriety
of making a reconnoissance in order to obtain a better knowledge
of the country. The commandant falling in with his views,
directed the lieutenant to take his detachment and move
forward. Burnett was given twenty-five men—the remainder
forming a reserve, followed along under command of Colonel
Smith. Burnett, after marching seven miles, discovered evidences
of the enemy’s presence, and cautioned his men. Corporal
Thomas MacQuaide, of Company K, and two men, were con-
siderably in advance, keeping their rifles in readiness for instant
use, when, accidentally looking into the dense swamp on the
right of the narrow road upon which they were marching, Mac-
Quaide saw a line of bright barreled rifles leveled upon him at
point-blank range. He dropped as if he had been shot, telling
his comrades to do the same thing, but before they could com-
prehend his meaning, the volley had done its fatal work, and
two brave members of Company D—Albert S. Nutt and Joel
Hulse—had fallen for their country. Nutt received six bullets
in his body, and when found on the following day it was ina
nude condition, and horribly mutilated. Six bullets had
passed through Hulse’s clothing, one through his right arm,
and another in his left side. Corporal MacQuaide, finding
resistance on his past futile, sprang to his feet, and ran with the
fleetness of a deer towards Lieutenant Burnett and his party—
the Confederates sending a volley after him in his flight.

Lieutenant Burnett opened upon the enemy, and continued a
well-directed fire until the Confederates, about five hundred in
number, attempted to flank him, when he slowly fell back to the
cross-roads, half a mile distant, where Colonel Smith awaited
him. The Confederates charged upon the band of heroes at
this point, but were repulsed with severe loss. ‘The Ninth’s
detachment, notwithstanding its loss of two brave men, held its
ground till reinforcements came up—two hours afterwards.
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March 2,—General Heckman, who was at Getty’s station
when intelligence of the fight reached him, late in the evening,
selected a couple of regiments and a battery, and when the sun
appeared this morning, was on the ground ready to avenge the
deaths of men who had often followed him in battle, and whom
he had looked upon as his own children. About noon he came
upon the Confederates, consisting of three regiments of infantry,
one regiment of cavalry, and two batteries of artillery, under
General Ransom, and after an engagement which was short,
sharp and decisive, drove them from their chosen position and
pursued the force beyond the North Carolina line.

March 3.—A number of prominent citizens assembled at the
home of Colonel Zabriskie in Jersey City this afternoon, and
presented him with a magnificent sword, belt, gloves and
aiguillette, when Hon. Isaac W. Scudder made the following
address :

COLONEL ZABRISKIE—To be held in high appreciation by one’s friends
and neighbors is one of the greatest charms of life. Your friends and
neighbors have come together to testify their warm admiration for
your patriotism and courage. Nurtured in ease and affluence; sur-
rounded by those incidents which make life pleasant and agreeable ;
preparing for a profession which rewards those who labor in it with
assiduity with high honors, you could not remain at ease when your
‘country called. The roar of the cannon aimed at the government
erected by your fathers—which has brought peace and prosperity to so
many millions of people—aroused you to energy and action, and you
joined that illustrious band of patriots and heroes who were determined
not to survive the destruction of the Union.

With deep solicitude we have watched your course; we observed the
coolness and courage which marked your conduct when a noble-hearted
Jerseyman, Colonel Allen, was overwhelmed in the waves; Roanoke
Island, Goldsboro, Kinston and Whitehall attest your valor.

We found you, at the commencement of your military career a first
lieutenant and adjutant, now we hail you as a leader of a gallant
regiment, and on the honorable road to promotion.

It has been boastfully said that the south gave to their cause the best
blood of their sons. We, too, have sent from the ranks of ease and
elegance in social life, those who preferred freedom and constitutional
government to arbitrary power. We feel that freedom and constitu-
tional government ought to command as much of sacrifice and devotion
as treason and tyranny.

While we look to the great north: full of trade, business and enter-
prise ; engaged in great schemes of improvement; in commerce and
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manufactures ; where the harvests are sown and reaped in security and
plenteousness ; where the cataract, which leaps from the mountain-side,
and coursing through the valleys, turns the wheels of successful
business; where there is an undoubted confidence in public security ;
and ask ourselves from whence spring all these happy results in the
midst of civil war? the answer is, We owe these blessings to the valor
of our armies and the skill of our officers; we owe these triumphs to
such men as you.

The north has, with undoubted confidence, trusted their fate to the
army, and the very peace and security in which we live is the most
flattering eulogium that can be bestowed on those who carry the bayonet
and wield the sword. Should our army return with defeat and disaster,
then discord, anarchy and confusion would prevail here. Successful
war in the south is peace in the north, and friendship in Europe. If we
succeed, non-intervention will be the watchword of European politics,
and, above and beyond all, it will produce here a triumph of freedom,
union and constitutional government. You and your compatriots are
battling for peace here, the restoration for the Union, and a proud
position for our own nation among the people of the earth. We, there-
fore, hail you on this occasion as a representative of that grand army
which has made its triumphant march along the banks of the Mississippi ;
which has stormed the heights of Vicksburg ; which has raised the
standard of the Union at New Orleans ; which thunders ai the gates of
Charleston ; which has penetrated North Carolina, rescued Kentucky
and Tennessee, and which will not stay its victorious march until it
shall reach the Gulf of Mexico.

New Jersey is proud of her gallant sons, and your name will be
recorded among the illustrious men who have taken up arms in defence
of that right which is most inestimable, the right of self-government.

In presenting to you this emblem of professional pride, I have no
special charge to make. It has been won by your skill and valor, and
whenever you shall wield it, we know it will be in the thickest of the
fight, and our prayer to God is that it may always flash with the beams
of victory.

Colonel Abram Zabriskie made the following modest, manly,
and dignified response :

Mr. ScuDDER—I accept, with feelings of gratitude and pride, the
beautiful present you have tendered me in the name of many citizen-
friends in New Jersey. I thank you, gentlemen, for the gift of this
sword ; I thank you, even more, for the feelings that prompted it; and
I thank you, sir, for the words of compliment and encouragement with
which it was presented.

The soldier, gentlemen, values a testimonial of this kind far more
than youcan think. Separated, ashe necessarily is, from all the former
associations of his life; separated from all the amenities and comforts
of his home; undergoing many hardships, and encountering many
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dangers, it excites his patriotic zeal, enlarges his pride in his profession,
and incites him to a more earnest performance of his duties as a soldier,
to know that he is not forgotten by his friends, to know that his fellow-
citizens are watching his course with interest; that they are ever willing
to offer him their encouragement and assistance, and will do him justice
according to his deserts. This smooths the roughness of his path of
duty, and teaches him that his conduct is not unregarded, and will not
be unrewarded.

I accept this sword, gentlemen, as a New Jersey soldier, and I accept
it with the proud boast that I am one of a band of volunteers that have
never, on any occasion, dishonored themselves, their state, the uniform
they wear, or the flag under whose folds they fight. The history of
many a battle proves their efficiency, and the bodies of New Jersey’s
dead, now mouldering in numberless unknown graves, and the soil of
almost every rebel state, testify to their unflinching execution of their
dangerous and bloody duties; almost every military department has
felt the benefit of their services, and every army has acknowledged its
indebtedness to the soldiers of New Jersey, from the Mississippi to the
Atlantic, from Roanoke Island, first, until Chattanooga iast, in many a
battle. The soldiers of New Jersey have never fought but to fight well,
and while doing their duty to the common country, have always reflected
honor on their state and on themselves, and in every hard-fought field,
bloodily won, or still more bloodily lost, the banner of New Jersey,
floating in unison with the sacred emblem of the nation, has ever marked
the spot where brave men were fighting, and where brave men were
falling ; and as one of New Jersey’s volunteer soldiery, as one whom
she has honored with an important trust, I accept from you, my fellow-
citizens, and I accept with feelings of grateful pride, this testimonial of
your confidence and regard.

March 7.—l,ieutenant J. Madison Drake, who had been in
command of Company D for many months, and who resided
in Trenton, was first to report at the barracks—his veteran
furlough having expired. Colonel Zabriskie arrived at an
early hour, and arranged for the accommodation of his men,
who reached the capital by every incoming train. With very
few exceptions the men reported for duty before sun-down,
which was highly gratifying to the officers, who had ever
teposed confidence in them.

March 8.—Owing to a failure in securing transportation, the
return of the Ninth to Virginia was postponed—officers and
men being allowed to look about the city.

March 9.—The colonel, to-day, wishing to give his men all
the pleasure possible, ordered them to be in camp on the
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morning of the fourteenth, and in the interim they could go
where inclination led them.

March 15.—The Ninth, with a number of recruits, embarked
on cars at eight o’clock this morning, and at noon partook of a
substantial dinner at the Cooper refreshment saloon in Phila-
delphia. At midnight it reached Baltimore, and quartered at
the ‘‘ Soldier’s Home.”’

March 16.—Embarked at nine o’clock on steamer ‘‘ John
Tucker.”

March 17.—Arrived at Fortress Monroe at noon, and two
hours later disembarked at Portsmouth, when a train of cars
conveyed the regiment to Getty’s station, from which point it
marched to Julian’s creek, where ‘‘4udd Lang Syne’’ was sung
by the detachment, which had anxiously awaited its coming.
The command had hardly been dismissed when the men rushed
forward and warmly embraced each other, and yet they had
been separated but little over one month. Fraternity always
existed in the Ninth among those who had so often stood
shoulder to shoulder in battle, the love of these veterans being
considered by the men of other commands as ‘‘ passing strange.”’

March r9.—General Heckman’s command now consisted of
the Kighty-first, Ninety-sixth, Ninety-eighth, and One Hundred
and Thirty-ninth New VYork—First brigade: Ninth New
Jersey, Twenty-third, Twenty-fifth and Twenty-seventh Massa-
chusetts—Second brigade: Fourth Rhode Island, One Hundred
and Eighteenth New York, Eighth Connecticut, Tenth and
Thirteenth New Hampshire—7zird brigade; with nine field
batteries and thirty-two pieces of heavy artillery on the long
line of fortifications.

March 17.—Dress-parade—first ceremony of the kind since
the Ninth re-enlisted. ,

March 28.—Disagreeable wind from the north-east, with
heavy fall of snow during afternoon and night.

March 29.—Snow continued to fall until noon to-day, when
it had reached a depth of two feet on a level, with big drifts,
which put a stop to all work except necessary guard duty.
Those regiments which had failed to provide themselves with
an abundance of fire-wood suffered considerably, as the teams
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could not go into the woods. In some commands the men con-
sumed the floors in the tents, and I know of instances where
bunks were torn down and used for fuel.

April 1.—The genial sun disposed of most of the snow to-day,
leaving the ground thoroughly soaked, which, for a few days,
rendered drilling impossible.

April 13.—The Ninth this forenoon marched over to the
railroad (where General Heckman had his headquarters) to
witness the execution of Charles Crampton of Company F,
Tenth New Hampshire regiment, who had been convicted of
desertion. The poor fellow was sitting upon his coffin—a rudely
constructed pine box, momentarily expecting to receive the
fatal bullet, when all further proceedings were stopped, and the
troops returned to their various cantonments with lively music,
instead of a mournful dirge.

At noon the Ninth, commanded by Lieutenant-Colonel
Stewart, Colonel Zabriskie being on detached service, received
orders to prepare for a march, carrying three days rations, and
at half-past four o’clock it took cars for Portsmouth, where it
arrived two hours later, immediately going on board the steamer
“John Tucker,’’ which steamed away, anchoring off Newport
News at midnight.

April r4.—Were steaming up the James river at daylight,
and an hour afterwards entered the Chuckatuck river, up
which tortuous stream we proceeded for several miles, disem-
barking at what was known as Cherry Grove plantation, at
half-past seven o’clock. The Ninth, in the advance, as it had
ever been where danger lurked, moved forward for a mile, when
it halted and awaited the arrival of the remainder of the ‘‘ Red
Star brigade.’’ Companies A (Captain Appleget), C (Captain
Harris), and D (Lieutenant Drake), were deployed at nine
o’clock, and after advancing a short distance, discovered the
enemy in the edge of a heavy woods skirting a broad plantation
over which it was then advancing. An officer on a white
horse seeming to covet the glory of a soldier’s death, Private
Jesse Wilkins, of Company D, kneeled upon one knee, and
uttering a silent prayer for the horse took good aim, and
discharged his rifle, the bullet doing its work effectually, as the
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man fell from the animal, which galloped madly away. Com-
pany I (Captain Hufty) being deployed, now took the lead—
supported by Companies D, K and C.

The Confederates, who distinctly saw our large force approach-
ing, deeming discretion the better part of valor, retreated into
the recesses of the woods, leaving the road to Smithfield, the
objective point of the expedition, open to the brigade, which
took peaceable possession of the place at four o’clock in the
afternoon—none of the inhabitants having thought it worth
while to remain and give us a welcome, or care for their
property. The Ninth found comfortable quarters for the night
in the vacant dwelling-houses. In an old building on the
main street, near the steamboat landing, occupied by one
company, were many books belonging to Hon. Leopold C. P.
Cooper. As the men were illy provided with light, and unable
to read the interesting volumes, owing to their limited sojourn
in the place, a number of the more valuable volumes speedily
found their way into knapsacks, and ultimately into camp.
Colonel Stewart, on learning of this, issued an order that all
books thus taken be at once sent to his headquarters, and this
being complied with, he boxed them up, and forwarded the
package to the distinguished owner.

April 15.—At seven o’clock the Ninth marched on board the
‘John Tucker,’’ which had come round to Smithfield, but
we did not sail away for a couple of hours, owing to the
appearance of a number of Confederates, who put in an
appearance on a hill a mile or so away on our right. As there
was a suspicion that the enemy were arranging to attack us on
our departure, Colonel Stewart and the officers took rifles and
repaired to the upper deck of the steamer, where they would be
in a position to more effectually resist the Confederates in case
they ventured upon any foolhardiness. At nine o’clock the
‘Tucker’? went down the river stern foremost, being unable,
on account of the narrowness of the stream to turn around,
and at two o’clock it drew up at the wharf at Portsmouth, when
the regiment went ashore, and, taking cars was soon at the
station. Some of the boys captured a large quantity of
excellent tobacco, for which they subsequently found a profit-
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able sale—‘‘ Ed.’ Vantilburg of Company D, a noted ‘‘bummer,”’
realizing handsomely upon his share in the enterprise.

April 18.—The Ninth was inspected to-day by Captain
Wilcox, acting brigade inspector, who was hardly ‘‘up to
snuff.’’

April 20.—Company I joyfully returned to-day from Fort
Walker, where it had been doing garrison duty for some time.
No company in the Ninth ever hankered after ‘‘snaps’’ of that
nature.

April 22,—A lovely morning. The receipt of orders by
officers to send trunks and every unnecessary article to their
homes, created a flurry of excitement among the ‘‘ shoulder
straps.’’ In consequence of this, the merchants of Norfolk did
a thriving business in disposing of valises, satchels, etc.

April 26.—Shelter tents issued to the Ninth, which looks like
business, especially as the army of the Potomac is now under
control of the great fighting chieftain from the victorious armies
of the west. Broke camp and left Getty’s station at half-past
ten o’clock, reaching Portsmouth about midnight. Embarked
on steamer ‘‘ George Leary,’’ and promptly sailed away in the
Stygian darkness—we knew not whither.

April 27.—Awoke early, being anxious to learn something
concerning our destination. Found our vessel, in company
with many others, ascending the York river. At seven o’clock
anchored off Yorktown, and during the day were transferred to
ferry-boat ‘‘Winnisimit,’’ which landed us at the dock at
sunset. Brigade marched two miles beyond what McClellan’s
army had left of the old town, and bivouacked in an open field.

April 29.—The Ninth, with the rest of the brigade, marched
a few miles in the direction of Williamsburg, and as no other
troops followed, many of us wondered whether the commanding
general had decided to let General Heckman see what he could
do in the way of capturing Richmond without other help. But
this illusion was dispelled when the column, without having
had a glimpse of the enemy, countermarched, and returned late
in the afternoon to the camp it had occupied the previous night.
‘The general had merely indulged in this march to give the men
a little recreation—to oil their joints, as it were.
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April 30.—Colonel Zabriskie returned from courts-martial
duty. Ninth was mustered for pay by gallant Lieutenant-
Colonel Chambers of the Twenty-third Massachusetts. In the
afternoon the troops on the field, which consisted of the
Eighteenth army corps, were reviewed by Major-General Butler,
who was accompanied by several well-known generals and a
large and brilliant staff. ‘The corps felt proud, as it thought
itself complete in all its appointments ; and it was a complete
organization, except in the matter of one or two prominent
officers who, actuated by jealousy, which was a crime under.
the circumstances, a few days later, allowed that magnificent
army to be slaughtered and defeated. Sixteen days later
thousands of the brave young hearts who, on this occasion,
felt so much confidence in each other, and who believed them-
selves capable of wresting victory from any force that might be
opposed to them, lay maimed and bleeding or still in death on
a sanguinary battle-field, within plain sight of the Confederate:
capital—only seven miles away,

May 1.—Heavy rain, rendering walking very ‘‘sticky.’’
Every man in the Ninth received forty rounds of extra
ammunition, which replaced the superfluous baggage. Ordered
to keep four days’ cooked rations constantly on hand. New
clothing was issued to-day to those who needed it. General
Heckman issued an order that—‘‘ commandants of regiments.
will see that all men of their commands, now wearing boots,
be supplied with regulation shoes ; this precaution is necessary
to prevent sore feet while marching, which boots have a
tendency to create.”’

May 3.—Ordered to be prepared for “‘ instantaneous move.’”

May 4.—General Heckman formed his brigade line, con-
sisting of the Ninth New Jersey, Twenty-third, ‘T'wenty-fifth
and T'wenty-seventh Massachusetts — honest regiments and
true—at six o’clock, and marched to the wharf, where it
speedily embarked on vessels in waiting. The Ninth was
accommodated on the steamer ‘‘ Nellie Penz,’’ which took the
barge ‘‘Pilgrim’’ with the Twenty-third, in tow. General
Heckman and staff took passage on the steamer ‘‘ Wyoming,’
laden with the Twenty-seventh. At ten o'clock that evening:
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the fleet, with the entire Eighteenth corps on board, anchored
in the James river, stretching from the great fortress to Newport
News.

May 5.—Anchors were weighed together at six o’clock, and
preceded by a number of gunboats, the armada proceeded on
up the noble river—the men keeping a keen watch on either
side for any lurking enemy. Along toward the middle of the
day, the gun-boats, especially the monitors, hugged each side
the stream, prepared to send their compliments, in the shape of
fifteen-inch shells to any who had the temerity to molest them
in their progress. It was about three o’clock when the com-
panies of the Ninth formed on deck and loaded their rifles, and
half an hour later Harrison’s landing was passed. From
certain movements of the gun-boats and constant signalling
between the admiral’s ship and General Butler’s headquarters
boat, the men regarded it as certain that the time for action was
drawing nigh, and although no enemy was visible, they
awaited with feverish anxiety the order to land. As the men
stood motionless upon deck, ready to perform any duty required
of them, the good-natured captain of the ‘‘ Nellie Penz’’ who,
by many acts of kindness, had endeared himself to the boys,
went among them taking such of their hands as he could reach
and bidding them ‘‘farewell,’’ expressed the hope that he would
again be permitted to meet them.

At a little after four o’clock the vessels conveying Heckman’s
Star brigade lay in the mouth of the afterwards historic Appo-
mattox river, which empties into the James between City Point
and Bermuda Hundred—the gun-boats sailing off in different
directions. A steamboat lay at the wharf at City Point awaiting
an exchange of prisoners—negotiations for which were at the
time in progress. Those upon the vessel and about the wharf
looked at us with surprise, which could not well have been
feigned, as our fleet had ascended the river without loss of time,
and its approach could not possibly have been heralded to the
Confederate authorities at Richmond. The fact that the mem-
bers of the signal station on the opposite side of the Appomattox
river were anchored in a small boat in mid-stream engaged in
the pleasant pastime of fishing, did not notice us until too late
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for them to make their escape from a small steamer which sped
after them, proved conclusively that the enemy really had no
notice of our coming; if we were to ‘‘occupy the land”’ in
that vicinity, we preferred doing so in a quiet manner.

At six o’clock the Ninth New Jersey, followed by the rest of
the brigade, landed upon the low meadow-like land of Bermuda
Hundred, and advancing some distance established piquets
without molestation, the men promptly stretching themselves
upon the ground to await the coming of the morrow.

May 6.—Before daybreak the men of the Ninth were engaged
in boiling coffee in tin cups over small fires, and when the
order came at six o’clock to move forward they were in perfect
readiness, with stomachs amply satisfied with coffee, salt junk,
hard tack, etc. The Jerseymen never neglected an opportunity
to satisfy their cravings for food, neither did they put off until
to-morrow that which they could digest to-day.

This was the first real step in the opening of the great cam-
paign around Richmond and Petersburg, which culminated,
nearly a year later, in the capture of those strongholds and the
surrender of General Lee.and his army of heroes, a few miles
away from where the Ninth moved on this beautiful May
morning. General Grant, at the head of the grand old Army
of the Potomac, was at this moment entering the wilderness,
and to General Butler had been deputed the task of destroying
LTee’s communications and cutting off his supplies. Grant
confidently hoped to accomplish the destruction of the great
Confederate army and end the rebellion. There was a certainty
of desperate fighting, needing the sturdiest courage and most
robust endurance, and it was but natural that the veterans of
the Ninth New Jersey, who had opened many fierce battles,
and never turned their faces from the foe, should again have
the post of honor, which in an active army, is always the place
of danger. Accordingly, Company D, Lieutenant J. Madison
Drake, at once deployed as skirmishers, and moved forward
with its centre resting upon a hard level road—General
Heckman and his staff following quite closely in rear of the thin
line, which, however, was well supported by the remainder of
the Ninth and the brigade. Occasionally Company D’s boys
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caught a glimpse of a Confederate horseman or two, but the
latter managed to keep out of harm’s way, having no dispo-
sition to tackle the advance of two army corps—the Eighteenth
and ‘Tenth—composed of between thirty thousand and forty
thousand men—most of whom had been seasoned in battle, and
were inured to all the hardships of war.

It was about noon-time, when Orderly-Sergeant Hulsart, who
was familiar with that section of country, having repeatedly
ascended the James and Appomattox rivers before the war,
pointing to several spires, which could be seen above the tops
of trees, some distance away, in our front, remarked: ‘‘ Lieu-
tenant—there’s Petersburg !”’

‘Halt at the edge of the timber, yonder, lieutenant,’”’ said
General Heckman, who stopped as he reached Cobb’s plantation,
while Company D continued on a few hundred yards to the
point designated, where it kept vigilant watch over a deep
ravine until the following morning.

For two hours or more regiment after regiment filed in upon
the level ground of that plantation and moved to appointed
places. Why the Army of the James did not continue on was
then, and is to this day, an unfathomable mystery. General
Heckman, who had kept his brigade in readiness to move at a
moment’s notice, and was eager to advance before the Confed-
erates could receive reinforcements or erect earthworks, soon
grew heart-sick at the masterly state of inactivity which
prevailed, and after waiting two hours in idleness, rode over to
General Butler’s headquarters with a view of ascertaining
whether anything further was to be done. General Butler,
seeing General Heckman ride up, ordered him to advance his
brigade in the direction of Petersburg, with a view of ascer-
taining something definite concerning the position and strength
of the Confederate forces, but not to bring on a general
engagement.

How horrible, yet terribly sublime and magnificent, is the
scene of a battle. Yonder in the distance, we behold the out-
lines of the enemy, drawn up in array, the bright barrels of
their rifles glittering in the sun, while here and there we see
the bright or brazen bodies of those terrible instruments of
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death and destruction—the field pieces. The tattered ensigns
fluttering in the breeze, the sound of the bugle, the immovable
appearance of the soldiery, each produces its effect. Our army
is now advancing with measured tread—the men being almost
transmuted into demons, as they near the enemy, some to meet
certain death. A halt is ordered, and the engines of death are
quickly arranged, sighted, and in another moment will pour
their deadly contents into yonder ranks. ‘The crisis has come!
The solemn boom of a cannon announces in unmistakable terms
that the battle has commenced. An involuntary prayer escapes
the lips of many, however familiar they may be with such
scenes. But hardly is this uttered before another boom is
heard—then another and another, and finally the dismal rattle
of the rifles. The bright picture of a moment ago is now
shrouded in smoke and dust, and the fragrant air is filled with
a sulphurous stench. The cloud of smoke ascends, the field is
strewn with bodies of men, dead and dying, who, but a brief
space ago, were sanguine of glory and victory. ‘‘ Charge,
Ninth, charge!’’ yells the gallant Heckman, and in a moment
the bright bayonets flash in the sunlight to drink the heart’s
blood of those brave souls who have courage to withstand the
shock.

At three o’clock the star brigade, with two Napoleon guns,
march quietly away—the Ninth leading the van—confident of
its ability to render a good account of itself, no matter how
perilous its mission. When the brigade returned to the camp
at Cobb’s hill, or Point of Rocks, three or four hours later, the
men wore subdued countenances and were burdened with
heavier hearts then they had ever before known.

Upon reaching the ravine on the outskirts of the plantation,
Captain Hopper was ordered to deploy his company (E) and
advance, and it was not long before the Confederates were
discovered, but as they fell back, Captain Hopper found no
necessity of opening fire. This continued for two miles,
when the beautiful plantation of Dr. Walthall was
reached. Three-fourths of a mile away in front without
a single intervening twig, was a line of bushes across the broad
open and almost level field. On the left was a piece of woods
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along which the Twenty-third Massachusetts deployed to guard
the flank. Captain Hopper continued on across the field—the
Confederate skirmishers answering every movement made by
his command. If Company E halted, the Confederates did
the same, and the moment it moved forward the enemy faced
about and marched quietly to the rear—towards the line of
bushes, beyond which for a short distance nothing could be
plainly seen. The Ninth marched magnificently in battle line,
supported by the Twenty-fifth and Twenty-seventh Massa-
chusetts regiments—the battery remaining on the road near the
house. General Heckman, mounted on ‘‘ Mustang,’’ rode at
the front on a line with the left flank of the Ninth, observing
everything. As the day was nearly spent, and the general
somewhat disgusted with the action of the enemy, he ordered
Captain Hopper to open on the Confederate skirmish line, now
within a short distance of the bushes. ‘The fifty brave men of
Company E blazed away. Instantly the thin line of Confed-
erates dropped to the ground, some actually believing, for the
nonce, that it had been swept away by the volley. But this
illusion was quickly dispelled, as from behind the prostrate
skirmishers arose a brigade, stretched for some distance, which
poured a terrible fusilade into the advancing Unionists. Some
thirty men in the Ninth fell in their tracks, while General
Heckman was also wounded and his horse killed—riddled by
thirteen bullets (counted next day.) Captain Hopper fortunately
saw the Confederate line of battle in the edge of the bushes,
and ordered his men to drop upon the ground, which they did
in the nick of time, thus escaping annihilation. The Ninth at
this moment had just gained the summit of a slight elevation.
“Charge, Ninth, charge!’’ shouted General Heckman, the
moment he had extricated himself from his prostrate horse, but
owing to the din of battle, the order was unheard by the entire
command, and but a portion of it dashed forward. The Con-
federates, posted behind earthworks, with an excellent range,
delivered their fire with terrible effect, the Ninth being in a
perfect maelstrom of danger. ‘The general, satisfied that the
force in his front was too strong to be overcome by his brigade,
and having orders to avoid bringing on a general engagement,
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sorrowfully gave orders to fall back, which the brigade was
reluctantly compelled to do, retiring in good order, and bringing
off the wounded, despite the hailstorm which continued to rage
around it. ‘The Star brigade had never before left a field in
possession of the enemy.

The brigade reformed at Dr. Walthall’s house as dusk was
setting in, and remained in position some time, hoping the
Confederates would venture in that direction, but they did not
pursue, being content to remain within the works which had
protected them along the railroad. It was while the Ninth was
standing at ‘‘rest,’? everything being still as death, that a
bullet came singing through the air, and passing through the
head of Corporal John Munch of Company E, killing him
instantly, struck a man in the rear rank in the breast, causing
a mortal wound. It was the last shot fired that day.

The brigade reached camp at nine o’clock—the men,
although thoroughly fatigued, vowing vengeance for their
mortification and the loss of many good men and true.

May 7.—The brigade was in readiness to move at seven
o’clock. Company D, which had performed piquet duty in
front of the army the previous day and night, was ordered to
‘‘assemble’’ and support Company I, which, being deployed
as skirmishers, the advance movement began. ‘The brigade
was accompanied by a section of two field batteries. ‘The
advance was made with caution, but nothing could be seen of
the enemy until the skirmishers reached and passed the deserted
mansion of Dr. Walthall, on an eminence commanding a some-
what extended view of the surrounding country. Confederates
were observed dodging about in the woods half a mile away
on our left, also from the railroad cut across a wide open field
three-fourths of a mile directly in front. Companies I and D
halted at the mansion to await the arrival of the brigade, and
while doing so, some of the ‘‘bummers’’ of Company D
entered the house and helped themselves to such valuables as
could be carried along without impediment. ‘The writer has a
distinct recollection of accepting a large and very handsome
Marseilles counterpane from ‘‘Ed.’’ Vantilburg, which the
latter had found on the premises. It might be well to add that
THE SECOND Day At WALTHALL. 177

the recipient was, at the time, without a blanket, having given
his.own the previous evening to Private Samuel Gaston of
Company K, the first wounded, man brought into camp from
the battle-field. The counterpane, after the writer’s capture,
was forwarded to his home in New Jersey, by the company,
and did good service for a number of years afterwards.

General Heckman, on coming up, after a cursory view of the
situation, ordered Captain Hufty and Lieutenant Drake to
advance with their commands to a knoll in the centre of the
beautiful and undulating field in front, and there await further
dispositions, but not to open fire upon the Confederates unless
it became necessary to do so to obtain possession of the
summit. ‘The two companies had no sooner crossed the road
leading down to the Richmond and Petersburg turnpike, ere a
similar force of Confederates leaped over their earthworks and |
advanced towards the Union line, whose every motion it
imitated. If the Ninth’s skirmishers halted, the Confederates
did likewise, and if they stepped out briskly, the ‘‘Johnnies”’
did the same. At length the Ninth’s skirmishers, who‘ had
begun to grow a trifle nervous at their proximity to the enemy,
reached the coveted spot and halted. ‘The Confederates, now
not more than one hundred yards away, followed suit, and in a
few minutes were conversing with the Jerseymen—but in a
somewhat taunting spirit.

Meanwhile General Heckman had massed his brigade under
the brow of a slight rise in an open field on the left of Dr.
Walthall’s house, where it remained inactive throughout the
entire day. ‘The Confederates shortly afterwards brought up a
section of light artillery and placed it in the edge of a woods,
almost on a line with the left flank of the Ninth’s skirmishers,
who were well advanced, and within a few yards of General
Heckman’s dead horse, which still remained where it had fallen
so heroically the previous day. The Confederate battery went
into ‘‘ action front’’ and sent a number of solid shot into the
brigade, with a view of unmasking the Union force, whatever
it might be, and ascertaining its strength and intention. As
our movement was simply a feint to attract the attention of the
enemy in our direction, while General Brooks with a large force
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made a detour around our right to destroy the railroad and
telegraph between Richmond and Petersburg, General
Heckman ordered no reply for some time, notwithstanding the
provocation he had for doing so. It was only when the Con-
federate spherical-case shot had killed and wounded a number
of the Ninth that forbearance ceased to be a virtue with our
commander, who had, like the men, been chafing under the
restraint of orders. ‘‘Send those fellows away from there,’’
said General Heckman to the commander of his artillery,
whereupon the music began. The first shot caused a decided
sensation among the Confederates, and when the second shell
struck a caisson and exploded the ammunition therein con-
tained, the batterymen limbered up and dashed through the
woods, kicking up great clouds of dust as it went to the rear,
causing joy on the part of the Unionists.

The Ninth’s skirmishers, and their waiting opponents in the
field, greatly enjoyed the artillery duel, especially as most of
them were entirely out of harm’s way—Sergeant Redin N. Penn
of Company D, being the only man on the line injured by a shell.
Along toward the middle of the afternoon a movement of Con-
federates was observed a mile away in our front, and directly
afterwards musketry firing was heard on their left flank. The
Confederates could be plainly seen changing front to meet this
apparently unexpected danger, which was no less than the
arrival of the division of General Brooks, which had at last
reached the railroad, whose destruction had been the object of
the attack.

It was very interesting to watch the battle, especially as we were
enabled to do so in comparative safety from afar. ‘The Confed-
erate skirmishers in our immediate front became very uneasy as
the sounds of the firing increased, and undoubtedly momentarily
expected an advance on our part—their anxiety being increased
when some of Company D’s boys sung out: ‘‘ Look out, Johnny,
we're coming !’’ As the sun, which had scorched us all day,
began to sink behind the tall trees which covered Petersburg
from our view, the brigade slowly fell back to the camp it had
left at daylight—the skirmishers covering the retreat—no at-
tempt being made by the enemy to molest the movement.
A FRIGHTENED Docror. 179

It should be stated here that during the day a detail from the
Ninth consigned to mother earth the nude, mutilated and
terribly decomposed bodies of its members who fell in the con-
flict of the day previous. It was a sad duty.

May 8.—Sunday. As our generals were unable to find any-
thing for us to do,—not even a review—or were themselves
desirous of obtaining rest, and a change of underwear, there
was comparative rest for all. Many of the men, therefore,
embraced the opportunity of going down to the river side and
indulging in a skin bath, notwithstanding the fact that the
natatorial pleasure was attended by some danger, not only from
mocassin snakes which hissed at us in the water, as if resisting
an invasion of their domain, but from Confederate sharp-shooters
on the opposite side of the Appomattox. A shell which came
across in the afternoon, striking plump in the camp of the
‘Twenty-third Massachusetts, greatly alarmed a new assistant-
surgeon who had just joined the regiment. The doctor ran out
of his tent, and, springing upon his horse, attached to a post,
sunk his spurs into the rowels of the poor animal, who reared
and plunged, but could not get away, owing to his secure
fastening. ‘The ‘dumbfounded ‘‘saw-bones’’ only recovered
his self-possession on hearing some of the boys laugh at him,
when he dismounted, and treating them to some whisky and
quinine, begged them not to mention the matter to the officers.
At sundown one hundred men from each regiment in the Star
brigade marched outside the lines to keep watch and ward for
the night.

May 9.—At half-past four o’clock this morning, after a sleep-
less night and a light breakfast, Heckman’s Star brigade again
marched in a northerly direction from Cobb’s Hill, to reconnoitre
along the railroad, towards Swift Creek, a sluggish stream run-
ning directly in front of Petersburg, and not very distant from
that city. The Ninth’s skirmishers speedily encounter the
Confederates, who kick up a dust as they hurriedly fall back
to a fortified position at Arrowfield church, situated on the
turnpike near the junction of several roads—the railroad being
a short distance away. Heckman has formed his brigade in
two lines—two regiments east, the other two west of the
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roadway. In his immediate front are five regiments from South
Carolina, under General Hagood. The Twenty-seventh Mas-
sachusetts and Ninth New Jersey, immediately in rear of the
little church building, are impatient to open the engagement
and be the first to enter the city, known to be but a short dis-
tance beyond, but Heckman, busy examining the grounds in
his front, fails to give them permission and they bide their time.
An hour elapses ere the Confederates, who plainly see the small
force opposed to them, advance with their long-practiced and
peculiar yell from the cover of the woods, and only cease in
their headlong charge when met by a pitiless storm of leaden
hail. Brave to madness though they be, the fiery South Caro-
linians quail before this fire from the deadly rifles held by men
who have confronted danger for three years, and precipitately
retreat to the opposite side of Swift creek. Had General
Heckman been properly supported at this moment, nothing
could have prevented the capture of Petersburg; but the
Eighteenth army corps was in another direction, ‘‘ Baldy’’
Smith always taking good care to have it so disintegrated at
the critical moment, that no matter what success General
Heckman or any other honest subordinate commander might
meet with, the effort would be futile. ‘‘ Baldy’’ Smith had deter-
mined that General Butler should not win in battle, and many
precious lives were sacrificed in preventing it—the sad results
of the sanguinary conflict at Drewry’s Bluff, a week later, satis-
fying the most- incredulous that treachery and imbecility had
succeeded. It was this that nearly destroyed the usefulness of
the Eighteenth army corps, by sending half its best men to
death or to prison pens in the south.

The engagement continued until darkness put a stop to the
strife. Shortly before midnight the Confederates, having
received reinforcements of infantry and artillery, renewed the
attack, and although encouraged to make a charge upon the
thin line opposed to them, they failed to dislodge the Union
force, which remained on its arms until daylight, when the
enemy opened with artillery, which had but little effect on the
Star brigade, owing to the strength of the position it had mean-
while taken.
A Murpgrous SCOUNDREL. 181

May ro.—At ten o’clock, Wistar’s brigade arriving upon the
field, General Heckman marched his command to camp for
needed rest, taking with him some two hundred prisoners. Had
Petersburg been really wanted it could have been taken at this
time with the troops that were near at hand. But it was not
to be.

An incident occurred this morning that created a ripple of
excitement. A low-browed and repulsive looking member of
Company H, a foreigner, unable to speak our language, who
had recently enlisted to obtain the large bounty offered—and
whose singular conduct had repeatedly attracted the attention
of his companions-in-arms, took advantage of the ‘‘rest,’’ which
the Ninth was temporarily enjoying, to end his miseries. Had
his intention and calculation been fully realized, the tragedy
would have had a mournful ending. The fellow, who was
seated upon the ground, as many of the men were, moved him-
self by degrees from the right to the centre of the company,
before which Captain Lawrence was standing, as was his wont
in time of danger. The brutish looking fellow was so quiet in
his action that no particular attention was bestowed upon him,
and only when his sinister eyes emitted fire and his frame shook
with frenzy did those near by have a suspicion that something
was wrong with him. He had kept the butt of his rifle on the
ground, and suddenly placing it between his feet, and the
muzzle in his mouth, it was discharged—the fatal bullet passing
through his head, just grazing the shoulder of Captain Law-
rence, who was unsuspiciously standing close behind him.
The report alarmed the entire regiment, which sprang up
instinctively, only to see the body of the villain topple upon
the ground in death. ‘The fellow’s previous singular actions
were now understood—he had attempted the assassination of
his captain, who never had anything but kindness for his men.
He had confidently counted upon one bullet accomplishing his
double wicked purpose, but his villainy failed. His worthless
body was quickly hidden in the ground which had become
saturated with his murderous blood.

May rz.—The following order was read to the Ninth, which
remained in camp to-day:
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HEADQUARTERS FIRST BRIGADE, EIGHTEENTH ARMY CORPS,

IN THE FIELD, May 11, 1864.
General Orders, No. 21.

The general commanding takes great pleasure in returning to the
gallant officers and men of his command his thanks for the noble
manner in which they have discharged their duties since the opening of
the present campaign. The enviable reputation which you have
attained, and so richly merited, has been sustained in a noble and
creditable manner, and the commanding general would not only be
doing great injustice to his feelings, but to the officers and men of his
command, did he fail to notice it. The fatigues and privations which
you have suffered without a murmur are but characteristic of your
previous conduct, and the punishment inflicted upon the rebels is one
of the many lessons you have taught them, that will cause them to
ever remember and fear the Star brigade. By command of

BRIGADIER-GENERAL C. A. HECKMAN.

W. 4H. ABEL, Captain and A. A. G.

May r2.—Sunrise found the Ninth leading the Star brigade
and Eighteenth army corps in the forward movement on Fort
Darling, a strong position at Drewry’s Bluff, on the right bank
of the James river—a few miles distant. At nine o’clock the
Ninth’s skirmishers commenced popping away at the Confed-
erates, who fell back upon a strong body of infantry and
artillery, advantageously posted in a heavy woods along the
turnpike. Several attempts were made during the day to
dislodge the enemy, but he held fast with wonderful tenacity,
and refused to allow the Unionists the right of way without
first earning it. Most of the fighting to-day was done by the
artillery, which kept at it incessantly until dark, when a cessa-
tion of the hostilities took place. The Ninth, with the
remainder of the army, rested upon its arms all night, which
was rendered all the more disagreeable by a heavy rain-fall,
which continued with but little intermission for two or three
days.

May 13.—Up and at it again as soon as gray streaks light-
ened the eastern horizon. ‘The Confederates contested every
foot of the ground, but the superiority of our forces enabled us
to dislodge them from every position. ‘The Ninth had seen
desperate fighting in the Carolinas, but had never witnessed
such dogged persistency and stubborn bravery. It was a fine
sight, however, to see General Heckman leading his brigade
FIGHTING OUR WAY. 183

hither and thither, oftentimes passing through a wall of fite
while endeavoring to find a vulnerable spot in the enemy’s
lines. He seemed omnipresent, giving most of the orders him-
self, rather than make use of his staff, who, however much they
tried, were unable at times to keep apace with him. Wherever
the fight was thickest Heckman (whom his brigade believed
bore a charmed life) was sure to be found=—his constant presence
with his command often enabling him to shield it from danger,
if not annihilation. It can be as well said of him, as of his
fighting prototype—the gallant and lamented Pu1z, KEARNY—

‘““When the battle went ill, and the bravest were solemn,
Near the dark Seven Pines, where we still held our ground,
He rode down the length of the withering column,
And his heart at our war-cry leaped up at a bound.
He snuffed, like his charger, the wind of the powder,
His sword waved us on, and we answered the sign,
Loud our cheer as we rushed, but his laugh rang the louder,
*¢There’s the devil’s own fun, boys, along the whole line.’”

The Tenth army corps was meanwhile endeavoring to get
around the right flank of the Confederates, whose line extended
from Petersburg to Fort Darling, on James river, but owing to
procrastination, enforced or otherwise, the Confederates were
enabled to concentrate against the Eighteenth corps, engaged
in vigorously assaulting the centre and attempting to flank the
enemy’s left on the James river, and then return to the left to
prevent an advance in that direction. About the middle of the
dark and disagreeable afternoon, a rumor reached our brigade
that the Tenth corps had got to work and was pushing the
enemy, who were in full retreat towards Richmond. ‘This
cheering news stimulated the Eighteenth corps, which at once
made a determined attack in its front, but the response made by
the Confederates speedily satisfied us that whatever had been
done on their right, there was no intention on the part of those
on the left to give up the turnpike leading to Richmond without
a further struggle.

The Ninth had had plenty of marching and fighting all day,
and the men being hungry and pretty well exhausted, late in
the afternoon were given permission to make coffee, upon
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which task they proceeded with great delight. In a few
moments small fires, built from rails obtained from an old fence
near by, were blazing, over which each man placed his cup.
Careful attention was bestowed on these diminutive vessels, as
they were likely to upset or boil over, and as soldiers think
more of ‘‘government Java’’ than any other article of diet,
they seldom run chances of losing the fruits of their endeavors.
It was while thus engaged, and before the coffee was in a
condition to be enjoyed, that Companies D and G were ordered
to deploy, and move forward into a dense woods, a few yards in
front of where the brigade had halted. The poor fellows had
no alternative except to obey orders, and reluctantly pouring
the aromatic liquid upon the ground, fastened the empty utensil
to their haversacks, and speedily taking ‘‘ distance on left file,’’
were in the act of springing over a fence separating the woods
from the open field in which the troops stood, when a western
regiment, armed with sixteen-shooting rifles, marched along in
their front, causing them to halt. For a moment the men of
Companies D and G entertained the hope that their services
were to be dispensed with, but when the western regiment
halted, faced to the front, opened its terrible fire for a few
moments and retired, they again received the order to proceed,
and into the now fast darkening recesses of the lonesome woods
the two companies disuppeared to keep faithful watch while
the army slept. ‘The writer well remembers the experiences of
that night. His company had not marched more than two
hundred or three hundred yards before it became too dark to
distinguish any object at five paces, when a halt was quietly
ordered and the men directed to ‘‘rally by fours,’’ which
formation they maintained until daybreak, when the deployment
was again made. Although the Confederates were but a few
yards away, those of us who were in the swampy woods knew
they would be unable to move, owing to the nature of the
ground, and the uncertainty of our location, as well as the
strength of our force. The rapidity of the fire delivered from
the Indiana regiment just before we moved into the forest, must
have frightened the Confederates, as neither they nor ourselves
had ever before heard anything approximating to it. It wasa
COLOR-SERGT, GEORGE MYERS.

PRIVATE WILLIAM

COMPANY

 

P. AMERMAN,

E.

 
NEARING THE STRONGHOLD. 185

continual rattle until every man in the command had emptied
his magazine rifle, and the shower of bullets must have greatly
accelerated the flight of the enemy from that particular spot.
Evidently, from the wide berth which the Confederates gave us
that night, they must have been under the impression that
nothing less than army corps was firing at that moment.
On the whole, I cannot say that any of us regretted the delusion
or their ignorance of our situation, which we deemed so critical
that none dared step about or so much as whisper to the other.
There were no ‘‘reliefs’’ or ‘‘ grand rounds’’ that night—not
the slightest movement, not even the breaking of a branch or
the rattling of a canteen—every man feeling that safety depended
upon his absolute stillness. While Companies D and G had
thus disposed of themselves, one hundred men of the Ninth
had volunteered to accompany Captain Samuel Hufty, who had
been requested to reconnoiter the enemy’s works. The detach-
ment made its way to the river, then northward along its right
bank for some distance, until it was ascertained that the enemy
had not only no disposition to vacate the massive works, but
were actually hilarious over their prospects for driving back the
invader.

May rg.—When the slightest streaks of light were discernable
in the east, gallant Adjutant-General Abel, ever alert, made his
way to the skirmish line and inquired for Colonel Elwell of the
Twenty-third Massachusetts, whom, he said, was field officer
of the day. When informed that that person had not visited
the line during the night, Captain Abel indulged in language
that is not especially defined in Webster, and ordered the
skirmishers forward, with instructions to ‘‘ watch things very
closely, as the fort is not far away.” Company D moved
squarely to the front, Company G, commanded by Lieutenant
Peters, being thrown to the right and rear as ‘‘flankers.’”’ It
was not long, however, before the enemy’s works were discov-
ered, when both commands, some distance in advance of the
brigade, were halted. Lieutenant Drake notified General
Heckman of his discovery, and accompanied that officer on the
personal reconnoissance which he made. While observing the
movements of a large force of Confederate infantry in an open
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space outside their fortifications, the general and his young
subordinate were fired upon by sharpshooters, posted in trees.
As the ‘‘Johnnies’’ fired with remarkable accuracy, and as the
general had obtained all the knowledge that would be of
present help to him, they withdrew and returned to the rear.
Company G changed front forward, when both commands again
advanced through a low, swampy place, and only halted on
reaching the edge of the high and dry ground, three hundred
yards beyond which were the Confederate embattlements, over
which peeped many brazen-mouthed dogs of war. So skill-
fully and quietly had this manoeuvre been executed that with
the exception of a few shots by sharpshooters, no alarm had
been raised.

While the men of Companies D and G lay flat under the
brow of the rising ground, intently peering over the surface,
awaiting the arrival of the brigade, Commodore Jupiter Pluvius
opened his flood-gates and deluged the army and the earth. It
was impossible for the men to protect their rifles, (the only
thing they now cared for) from the rain, so thoroughly was
everything drenched. ‘The only consolation we had was in the
reflection that the enemy were being treated in precisely the
same manner. ‘I‘he brigade being at length in position, imme-
diately in rear of the skirmishers, the latter were ordered to
advance and drive the enemy within his works. ‘The skirmish-
ers had no sooner risen to their feet than firing commenced and
the battle of Drewry’s Bluff was opened. ‘I'he Confederate
skirmishers were posted in the aéattis, which fronted their
worksas far as the eye could reach. Immediately behind them
were frowning cannon and a heavy force of infantry. Com-
panies D and G labored ata disadvantage, inasmuch as they
were compelled to advance over an open space for some distance
before they could obtain cover—a highly desirable thing for
skirmishers to have. But on reaching a line of large trees,
standing equi-distant, and opening fire in earnest, they felt
confident of driving the enemy within his fortifications.
Obtaining a perfect view of the enemy’s situation, and believing
that it was within the range of possibilities to make the Con-
federate skirmishers give way, our boys entered the adattis by
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crawling underneath—sometimes over—the huge trees which
lay in every conceivable way, and feeling comparatively safe,
continued a well-directed fire. It was only when Companies
D and G had succeeded in reaching this point that the enemy
within the works took a hand in the fight; but they acted too
late, as we could now prevent the Confederates from firing their
artillery, having a most excellent range, and were, besides,
comparatively free from danger—the prostrate timbers.affording
us desirable protection.

Lying on the earth and firing from the rests which the timber
conveniently afforded our deadly rifles, the Ninth’s skirmishers
had things pretty much theirown way. ‘True, they were wet
and hungry, having had no coffee in over thirty hours, but the
shooting was ‘‘so good,’’ as Orderly Hulsart said, that all
thought of hunger and thirst was banished from their minds.
There was considerable sport in picking off ‘‘Johnnies’’ who
had the temerity to expose any part of their persons over the
breastworks, and it was impossible for the enemy to discharge
their artillery after our skirmishers had gained the covert in the
abattis. ‘The writer saw many Confederates fall along the front
of his company, especially at that point where a regiment lay
behind a five-rail board fence—two hundred yards from the
front of Fort Darling.

About two o’clock in the afternoon, the one hundred. and
thirty rounds of ammunition which each skirmisher had gone
into the fight with, having been nearly expended, Lieutenant
Drake made his way through the labyrinth of fallen trees to the
ravine in the rear, where the Ninth, with the remainder of the
brigade, was temporarily encamped, and asked to be relieved.
Colonel Zabriskie, who was masticating a roasted fowl, referred
the young officer to General Heckman, by whose orders, he
said, the detail had been made. Drake speedily found the
general, who was standing with his staff, a short distance away,
and reported his command as nearly out of ammunition.

‘*There’s plenty of ammunition, lieutenant, and you shall
have all you want,’’ replied the general, smiling.

“It isn’t ammunition, general, that we need so badly, but
something to eat, and a chance to clean our guns,’’ said the
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lieutenant. ‘‘ We have had no coffee since yesterday morning
at daybreak, but plenty of work to do ever since.’’

‘““That’s so,’? replied General Heckman ; ‘‘ you have done
well, and deserve a rest. Tell Colonel Zabriskie to relieve
you.”’

In a few minutes, Company E (Captain Hopper) and Com-
pany K (Captain Townley), deployed under cover of the hill,
and advanced across the open space into the abaztzs—Companies
D and G firing briskly as they saw the long-expected “‘ relief ”’
nearing them. ‘The Confederates evidently understood what
was transpiring, as they, too, opened a vigorous fire, with a
view of demoralizing the companies which were making their
way with great difficulty through the entangled timber. The
men of Companies D and G crawled out and returned to the
ravine, and were speedily enjoying fragrant coffee, for which
they long had suffered. After satisfying the wants of the inner
man, the men cleaned their rifles which had been in almost
constant use since the previous morning, and were terribly
leaded inside and rusted outside, in order to have them in per-
fect condition for future service, of which any amount stood in
fair and immediate view.

I ought to state that the adattzs, notwithstanding its apparent
safety for a man after he once got fairly into it, was not a place
where one could act with impunity, and this fact Captain
Townley soon learned to his cost. The captain never liked the
idea of going into battle without keeping both eyes open and
seeing all that was transpiring about him. ‘There were such
men in every regiment, and their curiosity frequently attracted
the enemy’s fire. On this occasion, Captain Townley, than
whom no braver man ever lived, stood up to count the cannon
on the earthworks, and while thus engaged invited a shot from
a sharpshooter, who sent a bullet through his wrist, which
compelled him to drop his sword and return to the rear to seek
asurgeon. It was ever after a source of regret to the captain
that he was sent to the hospital and not permitted to engage in
the great battle which followed.

Every hour during the balance of the day two companies
went into the adattis, and at night the line was made doubly
MISDIRECTED LETTERS. — 189

strong to prevent a surprise visit from the Confederates. There
was more or less firing between sunset and sunrise on the part
of the enemy, caused, no doubt, by the frequent desertions
which were made, also by the desire to prevent us from
obtaining needed rest. Itisn’t the most delightful feeling to
sit upon the ground holding a heavy rifle all night, in order to
be ready for something in the way of the unexpected, but this
soldiers were often required to do in the campaign of 1864.

A number of deserters crawled into the Union lines during
this and the succeeding night. As a rule they were a hard
looking lot, but expressed themselves as heartily tired of the
war.

May r5.—Sunday, but no rest for either army, as each was
preparing for the encounter—the deadly grapple—which could
not be much longer delayed, owing to the surrounding order of
things. ‘The arrival of a large mail for the regiment this fore-
noon was the only pleasurable event of the day. Despite the
dangerous surroundings and imminent peril in which the men
found themselves, they eagerly perused missives from loved
ones at home, from whom many of them were destined never

_ again to hear. The writer received a number of letters
addressed to him ‘‘care Ninth New Jersey volunteers, Rich-
mond, Virginia,’ the senders evidently believing the Ninth
would be in possession of the Confederate capital by the time
the mail reached the army. Less than twenty-four hours
afterwards letters bearing that superscription would have found
the writer a prisoner of war in ‘‘Libby.”’

The day passed without any exciting event, other than the
continued firing between our skirmishers and the Confederates,
admirably posted behind their works. Occasionally the
monotony was ruthlessly disturbed by the passage of a
screeching shell over our lines into the woods in our rear, but
as our brigade was shielded under the brow of a hill, and by
earthworks hurriedly thrown up, the missiles did but little
damage. It was the Minie bullet, coming from a long
distance, atid doing its work quietly and effectually, that was
most dreaded.

It was just at dusk that the brigade was relieved, and as the
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Ninth moved along by the right flank towards the road, which
we knew ran through the woods, a feeling of joy took
possession of our souls, anticipating, as we then did, that we
were marching to the rear to obtain rest and recuperate. But,
alas, for human expectations. We soon discovered that instead
of retiring we were simply prolonging the line of battle—taking
ground to the right, towards the James river. Half an hour
after the movement had begun it was completed, and the Star
brigade again faced the enemy, but in a far more dangerous
position than it had previously occupied.

Between the Ninth New Jersey, (which occupied the extreme
right of the Union line,) and the river, was a distance of more
than one mile, which had been, and was still, unguarded, ex-
cept by a squadron of colored cavalry, which had taken position
in the woods during the afternoon. As this space was open,
and admirably calculated for a flank movement by the enemy,
nothing less than a division of infantry, with proper artillery
support, would have been sufficient to hold it against the Con-
federates. This was the most important point in the whole
line, as it covered the shortest route to our base of supplies, and
on its retention depended the safety of the Union army. Our
false position invited attack. Beauregard’s advance, if not
unexpected, was totally unprovided for.

General Heckman had repeatedly called the attention of
General ‘“‘ Baldy’’ Smith, commanding the corps, to this glaring
oversight, but that officer failed to remedy the matter, except
by sending the squadron of cavalry as before stated. During
the early evening, when it was known to every man in the Star
brigade that the Confederates were massing in its immediate
front, General Heckman again reported the matter to head-
quarters, saying that without reinforcements his brigade would
be sacrificed. General Smith said he would attend to it, and
he did so by sending a section of two batteries over to General
Heckman, who placed them where they would be of most
service. When the two /7s¢ lieutenants who commanded the
sections, met, they compared notes, and as each maintained
that he ranked the other, and as neither would give in, the
batteries limbered up, and went to the rear, and that was the
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last heard of the reinforcements so faithfully promised by the
general commanding the corps, who had no desire that General
Butler should win a victory and reap the honors thereof.

Captain Lawrence, early in the evening, marched his Com-
pany—H—down into the open field beyond Kingland’s creek,
a beautiful rivulet of water coursing along at the base of the
hill upon which Fort Darling rested, and down and into the
James river, where its crystalizing influences were absorbed.
The captain and his men proceeded upon their dangerous duty
without flourish of trumpets, and speedily covered themselves
in holes which they noiselessly dug in the ground with their
bayonets. It soon became apparent to Captain Lawrence and
his men that the enemy was busily engaged in preparing for
battle, and this fact was promptly reported to General Heck-
man, who with a full knowledge of the situation before him,
was in a state of feverish anxiety. Who of us that saw him,
as he passed along his decimated line, bidding us gather limbs
and trunks of trees and erect them as a sort of breastwork, can
forget his solicitude and the awful anxieties of the night ? Who
can cease to remember the Cimmerian darkness which enveloped
us—the heavy, murky and chilly atmosphere that made us
more wretched than our previous fatigues and lack of nourish-
ing food? How slowly passed the hours, as the night wore
on—sleep and rest being impossible owing to the unremitting
fire of the enemy, and the wretchedness of our situation.

The men of the Star brigade, however, feeling the critical
condition in which they had been placed, went to work with
all the energy they possessed, and long before the attack was
made, a rude though quite formidable breastwork, had been
improvised from decayed trunks of trees, limbs, stumps, etc.
It was all the men could do, but how gladly would they have
hailed picks and shovels. This task accomplished, the men
sat down behind the logs, rifle in hand, to await the coming of
daybreak, and the appearance of the now vigilant foe.
Throughout the long and eventful night, there was no rest for
the just or the unjust—the crack of the rifle and the sping o
bullet being constant, and to keep up their own spirits, as well
as to depress us, the Confederates indulged in frequent hideous
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yells, beside which that of the Comanche is child-like in com-
parison. Occasionally the more venturesome among them
would make a dash towards our skirmishers, who, by their
vigorous fire, were enabled to check them, for the time
being.

It was along towards four o’clock in the morning when the
earth became enveloped in a dense fog—heavier, darker and
wetter than any of us had ever before experienced. Should it
continue until after daylight, what might we not fear ?

May 16.—It was a quarter before five o’clock when four
brigades of Confederates, commanded by General Ransom of
North Carolina, debouched from the works in which they had
been penned up, and with firm, set array, and swift, steady
motion, bore down with terrible front across the open field.
Captain Lawrence, seeing the futility of attempting to check
such a force, ordered his brave men to commence firing and fall
back upon the brigade line in the woods, perhaps two ‘hundred
yards in rear. The enemy continued their movement, paying
no attention to the firing of our skirmishers, who retreated
slowly and in good order. Ina few moments the roar of the
Confederate artillery, massed on the height in their rear, caused
the earth to tremble, but there were no iron Union dogs of war
to respond. Our hearts almost sunk within us at this thought
—especially as we knew a dozen superb batteries were near
enough, had the commanding officers chosen to order them up,
to have rendered us every necessary assistance in this moment
of our tribulation and extreme danger.

A. shower of shot and shell facilitated the flight of our
skirmishers, who had made a stand at the edge of the woods,
determined to prove worthy of the confidence reposed in them,
by checking the advancing host, if such a thing was possible.
But grape and canister have a demoralizing influence upon
soldiers—no matter how well trained—and again did they fall
back until they reached the logs behind which the brigade had
anxiously awaited their return. With our skirmishers safely
within our rude works, every man leaned forward, peering
through the darkening fog, listening intently, and hoping to
catch a glimpse of the infuriated.enemy, whom all knew to be
 

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advancing—his superior force giving him every confidence and
justifying the recklessness which he so defiantly exhibited.

On, on, came the sanguine Confederates, encouraged by the
absence of an artillery fire on our part, until they reached the
wires stretched along our front just within the shadow of the
woods we occupied, when the infantry became befouled,
throwing their compact lines into confusion. Curses loud and
deep, sounding above the roar of their guns, admonished us that
this was the proper moment to teach the impetuous enemy it
was not to have everything its own way, and we embraced it
with all the zeal of which we were capable. In an instant a
sheet of flame from the muzzles of our well-aimed rifles proved
“our flag was still there,’’ and that wearied as we were with
ten days hard fighting we had no thought of surrendering the
advantages so dearly gained. As the light of day increased
the fog became thicker and more disagreeable, and to its kindly
shelter the enemy had every reason to be devoutly thankful.
The front line of Ransom’s division melted before our ruthless
fire, as snow before the genial sunshine, and yet the Confed-
erates disdained to fly, rallying again and again to dispute with
unparalleled bravery possession of the red and rent field.
Again did the earth vibrate with the thundering of their artil-.
lery, under the convenient cover of which they repeatedly
reformed their shattered columns.

General Heckman, indignant at the manner in which his:
command had been treated, raged like an unloosed lion, and
his eyes, always terrible in battle’s commotion, burned with
increased lustre, while his clear and steady voice, heard, as it
often had been, amid the turmoil of strife, was worth more than
a thousand rifles to cheer on the men who, finding themselves
left to their own resources, fought like demons incarnate for
their honor and the protection of the two flags presented them
by the state of New Jersey. Colonel Zabriskie and Lieutenant-
Colonel Stewart exerted themselves in directing the fire of their
men, over whose safety they had often watched in battle’s dire
confusion, until both were rendered hors du combat by ghastly
wounds.

“Fire low, boys,’’ shouted the gallant Heckman, as he
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passed along the line, ‘‘and don’t waste a single shot.’’ But it
needed no inspiration of this character to incite the men of the
Ninth to duty, for each was doing all in his power to drive
back the brave but insolent foe. ‘Time sped on as volley after
volley was poured into the baffled and discomfited enemy, who
was still laboring to reform his shattered lines and extricate
himself from the entangling wires.

Such obstinacy the Ninth New Jersey had never before wit-
nessed. How much longer could the Confederates withstand the
slaughter? At length the firing in front almost ceases, and the
Jerseymen, feeling the old-time impulse, instinctively prepare
for the charge, which movement, however, is prevented by an
attempt of the enemy (Gracie’s Alabama brigade), to reach our
rear by marching around the right flank of the Ninth. Colonel
Zabriskie, weltering in the blood of his death wound, and borne
to the rear, had been succeeded in the command by Lieutenant-
Colonel Stewart, who, detecting the dangerous march of the
Confederates, promptly veserved the position of three companies
on the right, and opened a vigorous fire in the new direction,
which had the effect of temporarily checking the enemy. But
the Confederates, discovering that the Union line of battle was
a thin one, and without support of any nature, continued to
press the Ninth, which, assailed in front, flank and rear, was
now compelled to fire in three different directions. ‘The Ninth
stood immovable, exchanging volleys with the Confederates,
who, despite their strength, faltered and fell back in dismay un-
der the remorseless fire which smote hundreds of their number.

Captain Lawrence, who fought with desperation until he
received a mortal wound, was carried to the rear by Manning
Yeomans and Minor Garrabrant, to whom he said as he was
borne along amid bursting shell : ‘‘ Don’t leave me, boys ; don’t
leave me!’’ Fearing the gallant captain would bleed to death,
the two brave fellows made a /ourniguet with their handkerchiefs
and a bayonet, a screw not being available.

The impetuous Captain Harris and soldierly Captain Carrell
were dead on the field of battle, while Colonels Zabriskie and
Stewart, Captains Hopper and Townley, and Lieutenants
Burnett, Brown, Sheppard, Hawk and over one hundred and
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fifty men dead and dying, lay upon the ensanguined field,
or were receiving attention from surgeons at the field hospital.

Despite its terrible losses, and the imminent danger of being
cut to pieces or captured, the Ninth continued the fight, each
man feeling the weighty responsibility resting upon his indi-
vidual exertion. But even the Ninth New Jersey could not
withstand the final resistless charge which the massed Confed-
erates at length made, and the command, sorrowfully, but
slowly retired, delivering effective, staggering volleys, as. it
turned its back to the enemy.

The Ninth performed prodigies in disputing the passage to
the rear of this overwhelming host, and those who participated
in the desperate struggle have the proud satisfaction of
knowing that their stubborn resistance stopped Beauregard’s
advance, and saved the Army of the James. The Ninth had
never retreated, and knew not how or when to commence that
movement. But when brave Color-Sergeant George Myers,
who had proudly borne aloft through the fiery ordeal of many
battles the tattered silk emblem of his country’s greatness,
saw that capture was imminent, he tore the precious relic from
the staff and secreting it about his person, seized the rifle of
one of his guards, who had just fallen, and fought like a
demon in attempting to stem the torrent which had over-
whelmed his companions. Reaching a defensible spot,
Lieutenant Coyte, who had the previous day received a
commission as adjutant, and who had fallen back step by step
with Sergeant Myers and the color-guard, called a halt, and
in a moment or two nearly one hundred men had gathered
about him. Sergeant Myers, hearing the command, discarded
the rifle he had been using, and quickly producing the shred of
the Ninth’s glory, and tying it to a stick, held it aloft, while at
his side stood a little band of heroes, who, imagining themselves
to be the only survivors of the regiment, reopened a fire that
again brought the exultant foe to an abrupt standstill, and
checked, for the time, at least, the onward march of the mad-
dened enemy. The heavy firing at this point speedily brought
to the scene one of General Butler’s aids, who encouraged
Adjutant Coyte and his Spartan band to hold the position for a
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few minutes and he would save them. Dashing furiously
away, he speedily returned with a battery of field pieces, which
unlimbering, opened with spherical-case—the men of the Ninth
lying upon their faces while the guns blazed away directly over
them. ‘I'he Confederates, believing this to be a new and strong
line of battle, and seeing the awful havoc made in their column,
and being unable to longer withstand such a fire, fell back.
This ended the battle.

‘Company D, occupying the extreme left of the Ninth’s line,
and Company G on its immediate right, in ignorance of the
retreat of the regiment, kept on firing, and it was only when
the fog partially lifted and revealed their solitude—no troops
being within sight—that they began to realize the peculiarity
of their situation. Lieutenants Drake and Peters held a council
of war, and while thus engaged, were surprised at the sudden
appearance of a number of Confederates, who rose in front of
their breastwork, and leveling their rifles, demanded a sur-
render. ‘The two companies, having no desire to comply with
this rude and ill-mannered request, and seeing that further
resistance would be vain, broke and rushed to the rear, where,
strange to say, they heard sounds of continued strife. Between
the smoke and fog, and their ignorance of the situation and
the whereabouts of the regiment, the men ran in a helter-
skelter sort of way—intent only on escaping capture from their
pursuers. ‘They had gone, perhaps, half a mile, when they
suddenly plunged against a Confederate line of battle, advancing
in the same direction they were taking. It would be difficult
to decide which party was most surprised at this unexpected
and strange encounter, but as the Confederates were the
strongest party, and looked as if they would have great
pleasure in running their bayonets .through the fifty or sixty
men standing beside them, the survivors of the two companies
concluded to gratify the desire of the enemy, and reluctantly
yielded up their arms, accoutrements and individuality to a
regiment in Gracie’s Alabama brigade. An hour later—
Kissam, Drake and Peters, with their few followers, were
standing upon the wharf under the shadow of Fort Darling,
frowning one hundred and fifty feet above them, and at noon
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were in the occupancy of the east room of Libby prison, lying
upon the hard oaken floor beside their beloved brigade com-
mander, who had been captured some time before them.

 

LIBBY PRISON,

Report of Lieutenant-Colonel James Stewart, Jr.

CHESAPEAKE GENERAL HOSPITAL,
HAMPTON, VIRGINIA, May 25, 1864.
‘Hon. JoEL PARKER, Governor of New Jersey:

Sm—The Ninth New Jersey has experienced her full share in war’s
dreadful havoc during the past three weeks. Many of New Jersey’s
brightest and bravest spirits have been cut down while defending the
flag of their country. In this hospital are Major Curlis, Captains Law-
rence, Townley, Hopper and Sheppard, Lieutenants Brown and Burnett
—all seriously, and we fear some fatally, wounded; while Colonel
Zabriskie, who was brought here with the above-named officers,
breathed his last yesterday. It therefore devolves upon me to submita
report of the operations of our regiment since landing at Bermuda
Hundred.

May 8—Orders came from Department headquarters to prepare to
break camp and move at a moment's notice. We were encamped at
this time on the York river, and brigaded with the Twenty-third,
Twenty-fifth and Twenty-seventh Massachusetts volunteer infantry.
Our organization was known as the Red Star brigade, commanded by
Brigadier-General Charles A. Heckman. May the fourth, at six a. M.,
the troops fell into line, marched to the landing and embarked on the
vessels there waiting to receive them. All superfluous stores, camp
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equipage, etc., were sent to Portsmouth and the command was in hght
marching order, stripped for the spring and summer campaign. The
Ninth embarked on the “Nellie B” with barge “Pilgrim” in tow—the
“ Wyoming” carrying General Heckman and staff, took the advance
and served as flag-ship. The fleet formed line and got under way about
four P. M., moved down the York river and anchored near Hampton
Roads that same night. This movement of the fleet in starting ona
course directly opposite to that really intended, was done for the
purpose of deceiving the enemy, and convey the impression that the
troops were being sent to some point along the Atlantic coast. At six
the next morning we weighed anchor and headed direct for Bermuda
Hundred, the point selected by Major-General Butler as his base of
operations for the memorable campaign of ’64. It was not certain but
that we should have to fight to get a foothold on this part of Virginia’s
soil, therefore the men fell in by companies—their arms, accoutrements,
etc., were subjected to a rigid inspection—ammunition was distributed,
the arms loaded, details made for landing and everything in readiness
on our part to ‘‘carry out orders.” As we steamed past City Point and
towards the landing at Bermuda Hundred only a few of the enemy’s
videttes were noticed, and the Ninth effected a landing about six P. M.
and at once took up the march and continued it for about one mile when
they halted for the night. Early the next morning the regiment fell
into line, was assigned to the advance of the army, and with Company
D, Lieutenant J. Madison Drake, deployed as skirmishers, advanced
several miles to a point designated as Cobb’s Hill, where we halted.
After resting some two hours our brigade (General Heckman com-
manding) was then ordered to make a reconnoissance towards
Petersburg, endeavor to ascertain the position of the enemy, but to
avoid bringing on anything like an engagement. The Ninth still held
the advance, and with Company E, Captain Benjamin W. Hopper,
deployed as skirmishers, the brigade moved steadily forward—the
enemy falling back as our skirmishers advanced. This continued for
some two miles, when we reached the Walthall plantation ; advancing
into a large field, or open space, the enemy was discovered in a fortified
position at Walthall Junction, a short mile in front of us. Between us
was a clear field, almost without an obstruction, while on our left and
the enemy’s right, was a strip of timber. In this timber and at a nearer
point towards us, the enemy had under cover several batteries of light
artillery. Our line of skirmishers moved across the field for some dis-
tance, the enemy’s skirmishers falling back towards their fortified line.
Captain Benjamin W. Hopper had pushed the enemy’s skirmishers
about two-thirds across the open space, when he was ordered by the
brigade commander to open fire. As Company E obeyed the order, the
Confederates dropped flat to the earth, and at the same instant a
brigade of the enemy rose up but a short distance in their rear and
responded with a destructive volley into our ranks—killing and
wounding some thirty men of the Ninth. Captain Hopper discovered
the presence of this large force of the enemy in time to order his men
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to ‘‘lie down,” and thus saved them from great slaughter. The regi-
ment charged forward very gallantly to the support of the skirmish
line. The enemy could not advance against the heavy and well-
directed fire which the Ninth poured into them, but contented them-
selves by working their guns against us for all they were worth.
General Heckman’s orders were to ascertain the position and strength
of the enemy and then return. We were therefore ordered to fall back
on the main force posted at Cobb’s Hill. Our killed and wounded were
all picked up by our men and brought back with us, reaching camp
about nine P. M. On the morning of the seventh our brigade, with the
Ninth in advance, and with Company I, Captain Samuel Hufty, and
Company D, Lieutenant J. Madison Drake, as skirmishers, took up the
line of march again, going over the same ground. We reached the
Walthall plantation, from which point we could see that the enemy
were strongly posted behind their works across the open field in
our front, but the woods on our left appeared to be used as a cover for
their artillery and quite a body of infantry as support. General Brooks
had been sent with his division on a detour to our right with the inten-
tion of striking the enemy on their left fiank. Brooks’s division soon
engaged the enemy, forcing him back into their fortified lines. The
Ninth did not get into a general engagement at this time ; their position
being an exposed one we were ordered to hold it awaiting the result of
the movement of our troops on the right. The enemy annoyed us with
their artillery fire and we suffered some loss thereby, but we retaliated
in kind as a few well-directed shots from a regular battery which was
in service with our brigade blew up one of their caissons, causing them
to ‘“‘limber up” and retreat under cover of their fortified line. Night
coming on our regiment was ordered to fall back and bivouac. The
next day, the eighth, being Sunday, was spent in rest, cleaning up and
preparing for the hard week’s work which was to follow. Early on the
morning of the ninth, with the other troops of Butler’s command, we
started forward in the movement which was intended to cut off Peters-
burg from Richmond and invest the latter city on the south and
southwest, while it was expected that the Army of the Potomac would
reach the same city and invest it on the east and northeast. The
Ninth met with only slight opposition until we reached Swift Creek,
where the enemy made quite a determined stand with their battery of
artillery, strongly supported with infantry. We silenced their batteries
and they fell back towards Petersburg. The Ninth struck the Peters-
burg and Richmond railroad, destroying several miles of track and then
continued their movement toward the city. We drove the enemy for
quite a distance until we had reached within about two miles of Peters-
burg, when we met the enemy in strong force and a general engagement
ensued. The enemy repeatedly and gallantly charged our lines, but the
old Red Star brigade, consisting of the Twenty-third, Twenty-fifth,
Twenty-seventh Massachusetts, and Ninth New Jersey, stood as im-
movable as a stone wall and repulsed their attack with great slaughter.
The fighting continued from noon until dark, and even during the night
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attacks were made upon our lines, but our men withstood them all and
drove the enemy back behind their breastworks with considerable loss.

The Ninth having had the advance and done such such hard service
for several days, our place at the front was taken by other troops and
we marched to the rear for a day’s rest. On the twelfth the regiment
and brigade took up the line of march before sunrise. We almost faced
about from our former fields of action ; this time our course was towards
Richmond. The weather was very bad, it was raining steadily, and that
meant in Virginia bad roads and great difficulty in hauling artillery
and supply wagons. In less than three hours we struck the advance
line of the enemy, who showed a stubborn resistance against our
approaching any nearer to the Confederate stronghold. We gradually
forced the enemy back until darkness halted our movement. Early
next morning the order was given to advance, and firing commenced
at once, as our picket lines were within speaking distance during the
night. The Ninth preceeded by Companies D, Lieutenant J. Madison
Drake, and G, Lieutenant Peters, pushed forward very rapidly, and by
noon had gained some distance on the main body of our troops, when
the enemy made a determined stand, and from noon until dark the
Ninth made a most gallant fight and held their position, too, against
overwhelming odds. Early in the morning the enemy opened with
their artillery. The Union forces were ready and commenced to force
the fighting. They could not resist the fierce onslaught made by the
Union forces, and were driven by our advance line of skirmishers from
behind their outer line of defences and took cover under the frowning
guns of Fort Darling or Drewry’s Bluff. Our forces pushed up in front
of the fort, and while our sharpshooters kept the enemy from working
their heavy siege guns against us, our generals were busy planning and
establishing their lines of investment. The position of the Ninth at
this time was opposite the nearest point of Fort Darling towards us,
and which was not over three hundred yards in our front. Between
ourselves and the fort was, first, a wide deep ditch, a powerful abattis,
and the remainder of the distance fallen timber and brush. It was out
of the question for us to pass through or over this and reach the enemy
in their stronghold. Two companies from the Ninth would be sent
out at a time and deployed through this brush keeping under cover,
and directing their fire at the heavy guns to keep them from being
fired, and also to keep an eye on the enemy’s sharpshooters. As these
two companies exhausted their ammunition they would be relieved by
two other companies, and thus was the Ninth engaged during part of
Saturday and during Sunday. In front, and looking to the left from
Fort Darling, was a large cleared space. The James river made a bend
towards the north so that the right of the Union line might face the
left of the fort, and yet there would be an open space between the right
of the Union line and the James river of over a mile. On the night of
the fifteenth of May the Ninth was ordered to advance their line
towards the right, which was done. Our position was now the extreme
right of the line and some one thousand yards further to the right than
 

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we were before, and yet there was a full half mile between the right of
our line and the James river, offering an inviting opportunity to the
‘enemy to come in .and flank us. The men of the Ninth were ordered
to throw up a barricade in their front which was done to a very limited
extent; they had been fighting and marching almost incessantly for
‘eight days, for three days and nights it had been raining—wet, hungry
and exhausted. They felt indifferent as to the dangers surrounding
them, and preferred sleep to anything else in that hour of sheer ex-
haustion. I was detailed on this night as ‘“ general officer of the day,”
and in making my visits to the pickets I learned sufficient to convince
me that there was some movement intended by the enemy. I at once
reported to our brigade commander, General Heckman, and pointed
out to him the exposed position of our right flank. He immediately
sent one of his staff, Lieutenant Wheeler, to General Smith for the
necessary infantry and artillery to protect and cover the gap between
the right of the Ninth’s line and the James river. I returned at once to
‘the line, and in the course of an hour was surprised by a visit from a
lieutenant of colored cavalry who had about thirty men under him and
who said he was ordered to report to me for duty. As Icould not use
this reinforcement (?) in our front, the ground being well dug up in
gopher holes for,gour pickets, I ordered him to follow the prolongation
‘of our line until he reached the James river and to take up his position
there, and hold it until further orders. I have had no word from him
orhis command since. A second visit after midnight to the outposts in
front of the open space heretofore spoken of as being to the left and
front of the fort, convinced me that the enemy were massing in our
front and in all probability preparing for an attack on our line that
morning. Icautioned Captain Lawrence of H company, to be vigilant,
and if he felt certain the enemy meditated an attack to send in word at
‘once and to instruct his men that the moment the enemy commenced
to move forward for them to fire and fall back rapidly to the regiment.
The morning of the sixteenth of May was a damp, foggy morning. It
was hardly light yet when the enemy dashed for our lines. We were
as well prepared for them as the exhausted condition of our men and
their thinned ranks would admit. With the first sound of command
from the enemy’s side Captain Lawrence opened fire from his picket
line and then fell back rapidly to the main line. Colonel Zabriskie rose
up from where he had been trying to gain some needed rest and was
among the first to fall fatally wounded. I took command of the regi-
ment. Being thoroughly familiar with the lay of the ground in our front,
having passed over it several times during the night, I directed the men
so far as I was able to aim very low and to await command. I had
noticed that the ground was depressed in our front and about thirty
yards from our line was a stream some four feet wide but only a few
inches deep. When [heard the splash in the water J gave the prepara-
tory command, and as many indistinct forms began to show through
the fog, ‘‘ fire’? was sounded to the top of my voice. The centre and
right centre companies who had been instructed hurriedly and who
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were within sound of my voice, responded as handsomely as ever they
did in drill, and the sheet of flame which leaped from our well directed
rifles swept away the fog from our front, showing the enemy in solid
mass and only afew feet distant. This well directed fire of our boys
almost if not quite annihilated Gracie’s brigade, which was in the
rebel advance, and notwithstanding our weak line and the overwhelming
numbers of the foe, their loss in our front was so terrible that they
could not break our line at this point. They were enabled, however, to
extend their left and swing around our right flank. To meet
this the companies on the right of the regiment changed front to
rear, and thus met them with a galling fire. As the enemy
with their overpowering numbers, continued to extend ‘their left,
thus once more threatening our flank, the right companies again moved
back from right to rear, which placed the right wing of our regiment
practically forming three sides of asquare. About this time General
Heckman came to me and inquired how things were going. I quickly
gave him the position of things, and further stated that we were about.
out of ammunition. He ordered me to withdraw my men from that
part of the field. As the general left us he passed through a gap in
our line, supposing he was returning to the left of the brigade, and the
fog, still being very dense, he was in the midst of the enemy before he
could discover his danger, and was made prisoner by them. In
obedience to instructions received from the general I rallied the frag-
ments of our regiment to withdraw them to the rear. Out of ammu-
nition, and with but a remnant remaining of that gallant band of
heroes who four hours before answered to their names, the Ninth, for
the first time in its history, extending over some three years and cov-
ering many a bloody battle-field, turned its back upon the foe and left
the enemy in possession of the ground. She left, however, because the
power of her resistance (ammunition) was gone and not that she was
dismayed. As the regiment withdrew, Color-Sergeant George Myers
stripped the colors from the standard and placing them in his bosom we
passed to the rear, the barren standard seeming to give mute evidence
of the terrible struggle its followers had underwent. Passing some five
hundred yards to rear I ordered the men to wipe out their rifles and
sent Lieutenant Charles Hufty, acting quartermaster, to get a fresh
supply of ammunition. About this time General-‘Smith ordered me to
take the regiment and guard some artillery which was near us. I
asked permission to put my senior captain in charge, as two companies
of the Ninth, ‘‘D” and ‘‘G,” Lieutenants Drake and Peters com-
manding, were missing, having evidently not followed the movements
of the regiment, but had that of the brigade, and I wished to look after
them. This permission being granted I returned into the woods to look
for our two missing companies. The shot and shell were tearing in
every direction, and it was impossible to tell in what direction to go to
find our friends and avoid the enemy. While making my way
cautiously I was hit with a Minie ball which passed through my left
thigh. The Ninety-eighth New York coming up at this time, Colonel
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Weed very kindly sent a man to assist me to the rear. After having
my wound dressed, I was sent in ambulance to the hospital, and the
second day after we were brought to this hospital. Iam forced neces-
sarily to omit much of the details in this report. I would like to revert
to the many special instances of bravery exhibited by the officers and
enlisted men of the Ninth, but I cannot do it without embracing the
entire command ; for every officer, non-commissioned officer and private
in the Ninth proved himself a hero this day ; and the state, whose honor
they so gallantly upheld on this bloody and disastrous day, should be
as proud of them as is their comrade who pens this report, and who
acknowledges his inability to adequately describe their loyalty to duty,
and their heroism in the hour of danger and death. A record of our
losses I must necessarily omit, to be supplied in a future report, or to be
obtained from the company and regimental returns. The Ninth is
largely represented in this hospital, Iam sorry tosay. Captain E. S.
Harris and Adjutant E. S. Carrell were killed on the field; Captain
Kissam and Lieutenants J. Madison Drake and George Peters were, I
understand, captured, while sent to this hospital were Colonel Abram
Zabriskie, Major William B. Curlis, Captains Benjamin W. Hopper,
Lewis D. Sheppard, J. B. Lawrence, Lieutenants A. B. Brown, Jona-
than Townley, F. Hobart and myself. Colonel Zabriskie’s wounds
terminated fatally yesterday, while no hopes are given for Captain
Lawrence ; Lieutenant Brown will lose the use of his right arm, but
the surgeon expresses hopes of his ultimate recovery, as he does also of
the other of our wounded officers. May I request from your excellency
that until such time as I may be able to return to my regiment and
ascertain some of its requirements that you will not make any appoint-
ments to fill existing vacancies. I ask this that I may go upon record
as recommending those who are in the line of promotion, and who
deserve recognition for their faithful discharge of every soldierly duty.

With all respect, your obedient servant,
JAMES STEWART, JR.,
Lieutenant-Colonel Ninth New Jersey Volunteer Infantry.

I cannot resist the temptation of inserting the following
brief but lucid account of the campaign, written by General
Heckman for the Philadelphia 77zmes in 1886:

“The landing on the south bank of the James had been a complete
surprise ; but that night the ‘ Cockade city ’ slept secure, with only one
small South Carolina brigade, the Washington artillery (unserviceable
for want of horses), the militia (Bates’ battalion of boys, ‘for local
defence), and a regiment of Clingman’s brigade—a ridiculously
inadequate force—to defend it, and Butler’s army of thirty-five thousand
veterans in sight of its church steeples. Kautz, who had moved
simultaneously with the Army of the James, had been partially suc-
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cessful in cutting the Weldon road,’ and the small force engaged at
Port Walthall was all of Beauregard’s troops, coming hurriedly up
from South Carolina, that had been able to pass the break in the
railroad. On the seventh a meaningless movement was made toward
Fort Walthall, and a useless battle fought, Weitzel, it is true, destroying
seven miles of railroad; but the enemy repaired it the following day,
while our army remained supinely in camp. Wise, Hoke and Kemper
now arrived; the enemy formed the line on Swift creek ; Beauregard
arrived, and to him General Pickett turned over the command, which
he had held for so many anxious days and mghts. Monday, the ninth,
our two corps made their first combined or even concerted movement,
the operations of days before having been carried on by detached
brigades and divisions. A small force of rebel infantry, with a section
of guns, was encountered at Swift creek, three miles from Petersburg.
They discharged a round over our heads, fell back to the next hill, and
so continued to fire and fall back till we had arrived within three
hundred yards of Arrowfield church. Here the enemy were in strong
force, and assumed a vigorous offensive. Being in advance I hastily
prepared to meet the attack, instructing my colonels to fire at a given
signal. The Confederates came on in splendid style with their peculiar
‘rebel yell’ till within forty yards of my line of battle, when one volley
swept them back across the creek into the arms of their comrades, who
were holding a redoubt which covered the ford. It was a magnificent
charge and bloody repulse. The ford was held by General Johnson
Hagood’s brigade, consisting of the Seventh, Eleventh, Twenty-first,.
Twenty-third, Twenty-fifth, Twenty-seventh South Carolina, Fifty-first
North Carolina, and Seventeenth and Sixty-third Tennessee, with a
battery. General Hagood, in his report says: ‘On the ninth, I was
induced to make a reconnoissance in front of this line. The object was
accomplished, but, from the broken and wooded nature of the ground,
I became more heavily engaged than I desired with the force in my
front, and my loss was severe.’ Captain Leroy Hammond of the
Twenty-third South Carolina, mortally wounded and a prisoner in our
hands, when he was told that the troops that were opposed to the Con-
federates that day was the ‘ Star brigade,’ composed of the Ninth New
Jersey, Twenty-third, Twenty-fifth and Twenty-seventh Massachusetts,
remarked, ‘ that it was a striking coincidence that three regiments of
the attacking force, the Twenty-third, Twenty-fifth and Twenty-seventh
South Carolina should meet three regiments of the same numbers from
her most inveterate enemy—Massachusetts. The attack would not
have been made,’ he said, ‘ but for the idea that our troops were ninety
days emergency men,’ and certainly the timorous movements of our
army since the landing gave some reason for such an opinion, for on no
other hypothesis could the enemy account for our failure to advance.

‘* For the next four or five days, while our army was marching hither
and thither in the open country, the time was improved by Beauregard
in hurrying up troops and getting them well in hand. From Drewry’s
Bluff he suggested to General Bragg, ‘that General Lee should fall
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back to the defensive line of the Chicahominy, or even to the immediate
lines of Richmond, sending temporarily to this place fifteen thousand
of his troops. Immediately upon this accession to my present force
I would take the offensive and attack Butler’s army vigorously. Such
a move would throw me directly upon Butler’s communications, and,
as he now stands, on his right flank, well towards the rear. General
Whiting should also move simultaneously. Butler then must neces-
sarily be crushed or captured, and the stores of that army would fall
into our hands.’ This was written on the fourteenth. Let us see how
well the plan was carried out. Our army at this time was facing north
and operating more immediately against Fort Darling, having on the
very day that Beauregard’s dispatch is dated driven the enemy within
his works. The rebels held a strong position on our front, their line
extending from Fort Darling on our right to the Appomattox on our
left, and threatened us, instead of us threatening them—we being in
an essentially false position. My brigade held the extreme right of
our line, with an unoccupied space of one and a quarter miles between
it and the river. This was the most important part of our line, as it
covered the shortest route to our base of supplies on the James. The
unusual quietness of an enterprising enemy was suspicious. On the
fifteenth, learning that he was in strong force, having been reinforced
by Anderson’s corps of Lee’s army, it became apparent that Beauregard
meant to attack us while our faulty position offered such an excellent
opportunity for an effective stroke. Through our glasses we saw
President Davis, Beauregard, and other Confederate general officers,
sitting on a log in front of their line reconnoitering our position, and
deserters told us that a plan of attack was being named. This state of
affairs was reported at the division and army headquarters, with a
request for reinforcements to occupy the all-important space between
the right and the river. In the afternoon General Smith visited my
line, and on everything having been explained to him he seemed to
realize our peril, as no military man could help doing, and exclaimed :
‘Heckman, this is fearful! Belger’s battery and a section of three-
inch rifles were sent me later in the afternoon, and subsequently with-
drawn to the centre for safety, where they were captured the next day.
Afterward a squadron of the Eleventh Pennsylvania cavalry, Captain
Roberts, was sent to guard the space on my right that should have been
occupied by a brigade with artillery.

“Being thus denied the reinforcements asked for, preparations were
at once made to meet the attack which’ we knew would come before
another day. A breastwork of such materials as could be hastily
gathered was thrown up so that the position so essential to the safety
of an army could be defended to the last. At midnight the rebels
moved out from their works, massing strongly on my extreme right,
held by the Ninth New Jersey, and just at daylight, having obtained
position, rushed with great impetuosity on our pickets, but after a
desperate struggle were forced back by Captain Lawrence. Shortly
after this a dense fog suddenly enveloped us, completely concealing the
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enemy from our view, and five picked brigades in column debouched
from their works, rapidly advancing on a run to our main line. When
only five paces intervened between our inflexible line and the rebel
bayonets a simultaneous scorching volley swept into the faces of the
exulting foe, smiting hundreds to the earth, and hurling the whole
column backward in confusion. Five times, encouraged and rallied by
their officers, that magnificent rebel infantry advanced to the attack,
but only to meet and be driven back by those relentless volleys of
musketry. Finding it impossible to succeed by a direct attack, they
advanced on our flank in column by brigade, and for the first time
during the war we were compelled to fall back and take up a new
position. While this movement was being executed—the Ninth already
in position—my aides being engaged in other parts of the field, I passed
along to the left of the Ninth, to a point where the Twenty-third
Massachusetts was supposed to be, but found instead an approaching
line of battle. Taking it to be reinforcements, I ordered them to
‘wheel to the right and charge!’ and almost instantly discovered that
they were ‘ graybacks.’ As the left of the line passed me a sergeant
approached and demanded my surrender. I bid him attend to his duty,
telling him in reply to further inquiry that I was Major Andrews of
General Hokes’ staff. The sergeant apologized and joined his com-
mand ; but I was by no means out of my predicament, the fog being
still very dense, and the firing having for the moment ceased, I had
nothing to guide my actions by. Taking direction from the point at
which the Confederates had disappeared in the fog, I soon found myself
in front of an Alabama brigade commanded by Archie Gracie, formerly
of Elizabeth, New Jersey, who at once recognized me. He said he was
glad to see me; was proud to say that he had been fighting Jerseymen,
but that he had only a skirmish line left. On the way to the rear, had
an animated discussion with his adjutant on the result of the war, and
at nine A. M. with Lieutenant Drake, who had been captured with his
company, was a guest at the Hotel de Libby.

“‘T never, at any other time, experienced such a musketry fire as on
that day. It was one incessant volley, and its terrible fatality may be
judged from the fact that the enemy acknowledged a loss of forty-five
hundred men—more than the Star brigade numbered—on my front
alone ; and I lost nearly all my field and line officers either killed or
wounded. Many others accompanied me up the river to Richmond.
The result of the campaign which culminated in this battle was a source
of great congratulation to the enemy. Not only was the threatened
danger to Petersburg and Richmond averted, but the pressure on their
lines of communication was relieved, and Butler, besides suffering a
terrible loss, was shut up and held inactive by a comparatively small
force: Had General Whiting moved out of Petersburg with his ten
thousand men as directed, the Army of the James could not have escaped
destruction. The ultimate result: The spoiling of Grant’s plan of cam-
paign; the transfer of the Army of the Potomac to the south of
Richmond; the siege of Petersburg; the bloody struggle for the Weldon
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road, all these, with their enormous losses of lives and property, are the
sadder to think of when it was remembered that it was all caused by
the incompetent handling of the Army of the James.

“General Grant laid the onus of the failure on General Butler in a
caustic paragraph of his official report ; the press and the histories of
the war blame with the severest language, and even now the nation at
large call him ‘Bottled-up Butler.’ But the opinions of intelligent
officers who fought in the campaign, and who judged it impartially
from a military point of view as well as the facts, will rather lay the
fault at the doors of his corps commanders, Generals Gilmore and Smith
—his advisers in name, they were as really directors of the operations
as was Von Moltke’s the intelligence that conducted the victorious
marches of the German prince’s armies against France. They did not
seem to comprehend what was to be done, and then failed to co-operate
in what attempts they did make.”

The following sketch written for the Washington National
Tribune, by Lieutenant J. EK. Shepard, adjutant of the Ninth
Maine regiment, is a just tribute to a number of men of the
Ninth New Jersey, which won imperishable renown in this ter-
tible battle. It shows the characteristics of the Jerseymen.
Adjutant Shepard says :

“T desire to make a record of one among the many little incidents of
the war that goes to show the stuff the boys were made of. At
Drewry’s Bluff, Virginia, on the morning of the sixteenth of May, in a
dense fog, Beauregard struck heavily at Butler’s right wing, and Heck-
man’s brigade (in which was the Ninth New Jersey), on the extreme
right, was almost lifted up and dashed in pieces, so terrible and unex-
pected and in such overwhelming masses was the rebel onset. Many
were killed and wounded, and many, including the gallant Heckman,
captured, comparatively few escaping one fate or the other. The night
before the Ninth Maine and One Hundred and Twelfth New York, of
Drake’s brigade, were detached from Ames’s division and sent up to
“Baldy ” Smith, and went into bivouac just in rear of the main line.
These two regiments were instantly started at a double-quick through
the fog in the direction of our right wing, and ran plumb into the
charging and exultant enemy, checking its further progress to our right
and rear. The Ninth and One Hundred and Twelfth at once took up a
strong position, partly in a sunken road, and three companies of the
Ninth Maine were deployed as skirmishers and sent well to the front,
thus causing the Johnnies to keep the shelter of the woods. Further
to our right, and perhaps three hundred yards to our front, was a clump
of large pines of perhaps an acre in extent, and the writer was
instructed to hold it at all hazards and to the last extremity, and
‘Brady’ Smith of the Ninth Maine (and a pluckier boy never lived),
was selected to ‘hold the fort,’ and he held it. After seeing him in
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position I started to return to the main line, but in doing so was forced
to make a detour to the left to avoid the sharpshooters, who grew un-
pleasantly familiar as the fog rolled away. Passing through a field of
clover of exceedingly rank growth, I came upon a squad of twenty or
more enlisted men of the Ninth New Jersey. To my inquiry what they
were doing there, the spokesman for the party said they had escaped
capture when the brigade was surrounded, but that not an officer or
non-commissioned officer was with them, and they were at a loss what
to do, and asked orders. I suggested that more of the regiment had
probably escaped capture and advised that this party move to the rear '
and left until the turnpike was reached, and then form a nucleus upon
which such of the regiment as had escaped death or capture might
rally. They were evidently disinclined to go to the rear, and one of
them seeing the nine on my fatigue cap, asked my regiment and where
it was posted. My reply was, ‘Ninth Maine.’ They held a hurried
and whispered conversation, and I was becoming impatient at their not
moving more promptly. The spokesman again saluted and said the
boys believed the regiment was pretty nearly wiped out, and they did
not think that many more, if any, of the boys had got away, and as
they had no where else to go why couldn’t they form on with the Ninth
Maine, and take their share of the fighting there, for it would still be
with a Ninth anyway. They got permission right away, and while con-
ducting them to the line they asked if they might report to the officer
in charge of the skirmish line.

“Knowing the line was weak I said, ‘Go ahead,’ and forward on a
double-quick across an open field, under a heavy and increasing fire, to
the skirmish line they went, mixed right in with the men of the Ninth
Maine, and began popping away at the rebels as though they were duck
hunting. They fought there all the rest of the day, and such as were
alive came back when the retreat was ordered just at night, joining
meanwhile in a charge by the skirmish line into the woods, where the
loss was heavy. I do not remember if I ever knew the name of one of
these gallant fellows, but if any of them are alive and this should fall
under their eye they will remember the circumstances thus imperfectly
told. The Ninth New Jersey had a deservedly high reputation, and
it is not to be wondered at when it was composed of such men as I
have written of. Poor soldiers under like circumstances would have
been utterly demoralized ; overcautious ones would have considered it
their duty to rally at the rear, and the further to the rear the better.
Not so with these brave fellows, and I honored them then and at this
late day pay this slight tribute, that good soldiers everywhere may
hold in esteem these patriotic but unknown New Jersey fighters.”

Surgeon F. B. Gillette, who sent us the above sketch, says:

‘Dear DRAKE—You, who with your company were captured in this
terrible conflict, will remember the clumps of pines and the clover
field, also the sunken road ; and I also at the time heard of the Ninth
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considering it army talk; but often army talk, or the casual remark
around a camp fire, from some quiet, modest private was history, and
good history too. I have heard several men speak of this incident, but
they were so modest about it I thought but little of it till this sketch
met my eye, and then it all came back tome. We could have held the
ground there, but ‘ Baldy’ Smith got scared, and ordered the retreat.
Had he brought Ames up, we could have gone to Richmond.”

Surgeon Gillette of the Ninth New Jersey, in 1886, wrote
General Butler in reference to the movement and operations
of the latter’s army in the spring of 1864, and received the
following reply, which confirms the opinion the men of the
Ninth had of ‘‘ Baldy ’ Smith at the time they were uselessly
fighting and suffering in front of Petersburg :

Law OFFICE OF BENJAMIN F. BUTLER,
No. 6 ASHBURTON PLACE,
Boston, Massachusetts, March 3, 1887.

My Dear Sir—I have to apologize to you for not answering your
note earlier. I have been detained from my office unavoidably for a
number of weeks, and Iam now only answering it in my sick room
where I am quietly awaiting nature’s slow repair of an injury caused
by a fall which dislocated my arm at the shoulder. With most of your
letter I agree. There is one thing that you don’t quite know the reason
of, which will appear hereafter, and which Grant knew very well.
When we were up around Drewry’s Bluff and the defences on the south
side of Richmond, we were to meet Grant by an arrangement on the
north side of Richmond, he having driven in Lee’s army, and then. make:
a junction above Richmond, and scoop Richmond out of the
Confederacy. But ‘the trouble was General Grant did not get there
on his side of the river asI did on mine. He had many more things to-
contend with and could not carry out the programme. You may
perhaps remember that Sheridan came to me on the morning of the
fifteenth of May, when the fight was going on around Drewry’s Bluff,
and told me that Grant had ‘changed his march from a march by the
right flank, which would have brought him to Mechanicsville, ‘to a
movement by the left flank, which did bring him to Cold Harbor, and
afterwards to City Point. Then I had no further business around
Richmond, with Lee’s army having a short route to me on one side, and
the army coming up from the South under Beauregard and Whiting,
outnumbering my own men, filing into Petersburg, and I retired to make
Bermuda Hundred the base of General Grant’s operations, as was
agreed upon. Your estimate of the character of General —-—, which
blank I fill in “Smith,” is entirely correct, and I have many items of
proof that you have not. But time at last sets all things even, and I
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of kind remembrance towards your old commander, whom you know
tried to do his duty, which breathes from every line.

Iam very truiy your friend and servant,

BENJAMIN F. BUTLER.
Dr. F. B. GILLETTE.

May 17.—How thin the line looked to-day, when Captain
Hufty formed the Ninth to march it back to the camp at Point
of Rocks. Where are the four hundred braves so sadly missed ?
Many are dead, some are dying, while nearly a hundred others
are to linger in captivity for God alone knows how long. With
the energy of despair they had struggled against overwhelming
numbers, exhibiting a fearlessness of danger worthy of
heroes of any age, until stricken down where the blast of war’s
tempest smote most fiercely. But they did not pour out their
blood in vain. They proved their faithfulness to duty, and
showed the world that they were thoroughly in earnest in
defending the right. ,

May 18.—General Geagge J. Stannard, a gallant Vermonter,
took command of the Star brigade to-day. Owing to heavy
artillery and musketry firing along the entire line, the Ninth
moved over to the edge of the woods, and commenced the con-
struction of earthworks.

May rg9.—Weather very foggy, which tempts the enemy to
renew its attack. After a short contest the Confederates cease
firing and resume their old position.

May 20.—At two o’clock this morning the Ninth formed line
with amazing rapidity, as the enemy made a fierce onslaught
on the center of the Union line, but a few volleys repelled them
and all again became still. At five o’clock another desperate
attempt was made to take our works, but the plucky Confed-
erates reckoned without their host, losing heavily. Among the
prisoners taken by the Ninth in the melee was Major-General
Walker.

May 21.—General Butler, who had keenly felt the loss of
General Heckman, was overjoyed when the Ninth’s boys
escorted General Walker over to his headquarters, and he
promptly sent out a flag of truce offering to exchange that
officer for the late commander of the Star brigade, but the Con-
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federate officials declined to entertain- the proposition. They
evidently had no desire to restore a fighter like the Jersey
general, no matter how much ‘‘boot’’ Butler offered in the
exchange. Perhaps no greater compliment was ever shown
General Heckman than this. Indeed, the Richmond Examiner
of the nineteenth instant, made substantially this admission,
when it said :

“We congratulate General Beauregard on his victory over ‘ Beast’
Butler, and have a lively satisfaction at the destruction of Heckman’s
brigade and the capture of its daring commander. His celebrated New
Jersey rifle regiment has been completély destroyed—thus ridding,
although at a late day, the bleeding Carolinas of a terrible scourge.
Heckman feels his imprisonment keenly, but his indomitable spirit does
not seem to be at all broken. At any rate, he is prevented, for a time,
from making further raids upon our lines of communication with his
‘foot cavalry.’ ”

No language could constitute a better eulogy of Heckman
and his gallant command than this from the bitter pen of an
antagonist.

During the afternoon there was heavy cannonading, and an
assault upon our right center, but the Confederates were again
repulsed.

May 22.—General ‘‘Baldy’’ Smith, anxious to learn some-
thing about the intentions of the Confederates, called for four
volunteers from the Ninth to act as scouts within the enemy’s
lines, and Privates James Van Buskirk and Robert H. White of
Company B, and Privates Marshall Howell and Daniel Johnson
of Company H, offered themselves for the dangerous duty.

Comrade Van Buskirk furnished the following account of the
wanderings of himself and White :

‘White and I left the Union line together in the evening,
but heard nothing of the enemy until we reached a gully, or
railroad cut, near Port Walthall. Watching our opportunity
we advanced by crawling along upon the ground, and succeeded,
after considerable delay, in passing the first line of piquets,
composed of cavalry, when we turned to the right, keeping
about midway between this line and a second one, a few hundred
yards in rear, for some three miles, when we were enabled to
elude the second line, and so got well in rear of the army, which
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was stretched out for a‘long distance. We passed quite near to
Beauregard’s headquarters, and, after having learned all that
was to be learned in a short time, set out upon our return, by
making a circuit farther to the rear, in the direction of Peters-
burg, whose lights we could plainly see. We gained the right
bank of the Appomattox river before daylight, and. secreted
ourselves in a woods to await the darkness of the following
night, when we hoped to cross over and make our report. We
congratulated ourselves upon the good fortune which had
attended our operations, and were already counting upon having
a good time on our return to camp, when a regiment of cavalry
from North Carolina entered the woods and dismounted. This
blasted our hopes, as we saw no way of evading the horsemen,
and we continued to hug the ground very closely. But we were
espied directly, and jumping up and_starting to run, were fired
upon and pursued. We finally surrendered, when an officer
said: ‘What are you unsdoin’ heah?’ ‘We were out foraging,
and got separated from our command,’ I replied. ‘You lie!’
hissed the officer; ‘boys, let’s hang the —— ——.’ Andina
twinkling two or three cavalrymen took ropes off their saddles
and ran forward to where we stood. Quite a crowd had gathered
by this time, and ‘Bob’ and I began to get nervous. Things
looked dusty as the ‘Johnnies’ led us to a big tree which they
said would answer their purpose. ‘Hold on there!’ shouted
some one, and the next moment the colonel of the regiment—
I think his name was John Kennedy—stood.at our side. He
questioned us, but I guess he didn’t believe what we told him,
as he said he would have to hold us, whereupon he placed us
under guard. The doctor of the regiment engaged us in con-
versation, and ordered a good supper for us, for which act of
hospitality we thanked him. He inquired about some friends
whom ‘Bob’ was acquainted with in New Jersey, and said he
regretted it was not within his power to aid us. On the morning
of the twenty-fourth, while we were all eating breakfast, a three
hundred pound shell from a gun-boat exploded over our heads,
and so demoralized the cavalrymen that they dispensed with
what they had not eaten—having no desire to continue the meal.
They saddled very quickly, and fell back a mile, when we left
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them and continued om under the escort of two mounted men,
who delivered us prisoners at Beauregard’s headquarters, where
we were thoroughly searched, and, I might add, robbed, as
they relieved us of watches, overcoats, caps, boots and haver-
sacks. Then Beauregard himself questioned us sharply. He
was surrounded by his staff, and upon a table before him were
a dozen maps. He talked very nice to us at first, but when he
found that we were too much for him, he gave vent to his
anger by using a good many cuss words, which, being an
officer, he presumed, doubtless, he had every right to use
towards privates. He talked French and English at the same
time, and this made ‘Bob’ laugh, whereupon Beauregard
hissed: ‘You said you were out foraging—vell, I vill forage
you to Petaresburg!’ And hedid. But he forgot to restore
us our boots and the other things he had allowed his guard to
steal from us. We had to walk in our’stockings. After being
confined in Petersburg seven days we were sent to Anderson-
ville, whose horrors we endured for many months.”’

Howell and Johnson travelled due north for a short distance,
when suddenly running across a Confederate piquet, they were
fired upon, and thus became separated. Johnson secreted
himself for a time, and, watching a favorable opportunity,
made his way back to camp, which he reached late in the
evening. Howell, however, determined to gain the reward and
the information sought, took things philosophically, and after
hiding in a thicket until all became quiet, succeeded in getting
in rear of the enemy’s piquets, and made his way toa deep
ravine, which afforded him excellent cover, as well as an
admirable place for observing the movements of the enemy,
whom he saw reconstructing the railroad track, recently
destroyed by our forces. Regretting that he had not been
provided with a gray uniform, in which he could have traveled
about at sweet will and leisure, but being in full regulation
army blue, and not able to gain additional information without
remaining away a longer time than had been allowed him, he
set out upon his return to camp, which he reached at sunset,
and two hours later described to General Smith all that he had
been able to see. Next morning Howell reported to General
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Butler, as he had been ordered to do, when that officer presented
him with five hundred dollars, as a reward for the valuable
information imparted by him, which made him the most envied
man in the regiment.

May 23.—General Stannard, commanding brigade, issued
the following order to-day : ‘‘ Owing to the trequent presentation
of forged orders for the purchase of whisky from the brigade
commissary, in future no whisky will be sold or delivered to
the enlisted men or servants of officers of this command.”’
Comment is unnecessary.

May 24.—Considerable firing to-day, but the Ninth regiment
was not called upon to march.

May 25.—Distinctly heard the whistles of locomotives on
railroad between Richmond and Petersburg—the first that had
been able to run since the ninth instant, when the track was
torn up by our troops. oe

May 26.—Bugles sounded ‘‘assembly’’ at ten o’clock this
morning, and as heavy firing continued on piquet line, the
Ninth marched out in the broiling sun to support it. At two
o’clock the command returned to the camp—the men being
glad to once more crawl under the welcoming shade of their
shelter tents. In the evening the Ninth, with eighty rounds
of ammunition per man, proceeded to the outer line and per-
formed piquet duty until following morning, the constant firing
of the enemy preventing the men from obtaining needed sleep
or rest.

May 27.—Broke camp at noon, and after proceeding four or
five miles, halted and pitched tents.

May 28.—‘‘Pulled up pegs’’ late in the afternoon, and
folding our shelter tents, crossed the Appomattox river on
pontoons by moonlight at Point of Rocks, and after a tiresome
tramp of six miles, bivouacked in a wheat-field contiguous to
City Point.

May 29.—Hastily swallowed breakfast and marched to the
wharf at City Point, where nine companies (all excepting Com-
pany I) embarked on board steamer ‘‘Thames.’’ Company I
took passage on steamer ‘‘ Vidette.’’ The ‘‘ Thames’’ steamed
away down the James river at half-past five o’clock, but got
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firmly aground opposite Jamestown three hours later. Other
steamers also got aground at the same place.

May 30.—The ‘‘ Thames ’”’ remained “‘fast’’ all day, and as
there was no likelihood of getting away before night, a number
of officers and men were allowed to visit the historic town but a
short distance away. The quaint-looking meeting house was
an object of special curiosity, and some of the stones in the old
grave-yard bore inscriptions as far back as 1684.

May 31.—The large ferry-boat ‘‘ Minnissimmit’’ came to our
rescue early this morning, and took on board not only the nine
companies of the Ninth regiment, but the Twenty-third Massa-
chusetts and Eighty-ninth New York, who were similarly
situated. The old vessel was so much crowded that some
feared she would sink or capsize, and it is to be presumed that
a fearful accident would have occurred had the men on board
been capable-of being unduly excited. As the men of the Ninth
had devoured the rations with which they had been provided
before starting, and as there were no more to be obtained on
the ‘‘ Winnissimmit, ’’ much suffering necessarily ensued. ‘‘I
had just as leave remained where I was and drowned,”’ said
Private Knapp of Company K, who was always hungry, ‘‘as to
be here and starve.”’

The ‘‘ Winnissimmit’’ however, succeeded in reaching Fort-
tess Monroe at sundown, signaling the event by running
aground near the steamboat wharf. After a vexatious delay,
which sorely tried the patience of the steamboat men and the
soldiers, the commodious steamboat ‘‘ Massachusetts ’’ was sig-
naled, and in attempting to ascertain what we wanted, it, too,
grounded, and was, with great difficulty, freed from its useless,
if not dangerous position. The steamer ‘‘ Washington ’’ then
ran up, and the six hundred men of the Eighty-ninth New
York being transferred to her capacious decks, the Ninth New
Jersey passed on board the ‘‘ Massachusetts”’ after midnight.

June r.—The men of the Ninth, half-famished, made a hearty
meal on bread and bacon, and having good water, enjoyed the
coffee issued. At daylight the ‘‘ Massachusetts,’’ with the
barge ‘‘C. Grant’ in tow, steamed out upon the broad bosom
of the Chesapeake, thence into the York river, and subse-
 

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quently into the devious Pamunkey, until Whitehouse Landing
was reached, at eight o’clock in the evening. The myriad of
vessels lying here, when lighted up at night, presented a
‘spectacle that can never be effaced from the recollection of
those who were permitted to behold it. :

June 2.—Assistant Surgeon Gillette, who had accompanied
‘Company I on the ‘“‘ Vidette,’ which had preceded our arrival,
awaited us on the wharf, as we embarked in the forenoon, with
instructions from General Stannard to follow to the front
immediately upon arrival. ‘The Ninth started off with a
wagon-train, and encamped near Passee’s Mills for the night.

June 3.—Resumed the march at daylight, and reached Cold
Harbor at noon, being placed at once in the front line, which
was a perfect hornet’s nest. The Confederates, on discovering
fresh men in their immediate front, opened a terrible fire—their
sharpshooters being especially difficult to evade. The Ninth
had been in tight places before, but never had it been subjected
to so ruthless a fire. With one accord, and without instruction
or working tools, the men set to work with their knives and
forks and bayonets, and tin cups and bare hands, and in a
remarkably short space of time, succeeded in obtaining a sort
of cover, from which they could with some degree of safety
teply to the vigilant enemy.

Late in the afternoon a number of engineers came up and
commenced the labor of constructing earthworks in rear of the
position occupied by the Ninth. This act gave mortal offence
to the Confederates, who made a desperate charge, but as this
movement had been expected, they were received with grape,
canister and shell, and after an hour’s fighting gave way, and
fell back, to renew the attack half an hour later, but with no
greater success. ‘The slaughter had been terrible—and as both
sides were weary of the sickening, murderous contest, there
was a cessation of firing during the night—in the long hours
of which the:dead and wounded were recovered and carried
within the works—at least as far as either party were able to
do so—Company E, Captain Hopper, being deployed in front
of the Union line.

* June 4.—Heavy fighting along the whole line—the contest
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ending at dark, with the Union works advanced about fifty
yards to the front. The Ninth was sent out, under cover of
darkness, to perform piquet duty.

June 5.—The Ninth was relieved from piquet, and to
diversify the entertainment went again into the advanced line
of breastworks, where the fire was very severe, but without
other result than the killing of a4 number of men.

June 6.—The sharpshooters on each side did excellent
shooting this morning, having voluntarily resumed their mur-
derous work. As a fearful stench arose from the countless and
corrupt bodies of the slain lying between the outer works of
the contending armies, and as many men, unable to move,
were suffering every torment from wounds, hunger and thirst,.
General Burnside sent a flag-of-truce into the enemy’s line,
tequesting a cessation of firing for three hours, in order to
recover the wounded, and bury the dead. ‘The Confederates.
could scarcely spare time enough to listen to the request, which
they no sooner learned, than they indignantly refused to
accede to. It was sickening to look over the works and see the:
black and awfully swollen bodies, and heartrending to be
compelled to listen to the piteous cries of the wounded, who:
were utterly unable to do anything in relieving their own
necessities. No one who ever looked upon the sad spectacle
presented at Cold Harbor can efface the terrible recollection.
from memory.

Those of our wounded who had been unable to crawl back
into our lines were for the most part past caring for—death
having mercifully relieved them of all suffering. No pen or
brush can ever adequately portray the awful scenes the men of
both armies were compelled to witness at Cold Harbor. The
ground swarmed with great black beetles, which held high
carnival on the blackened and decomposed bodies of the brave:
fellows — divesting the corpses of the hideous-looking flesh.
No pen of mine can describe—neither can those who were
absent from that gory place comprehend—its horrors. A num-
ber of the wounded, however, struck down between the works,
unable to return, managed to survive, although they remained
where they fell until the truce was recognized by both armies..
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Can a non-participant in that heated contest, in those fiery,
impetuous, murderous @harges, imagine the torments endured
by the unfortunate and helpless men, who suffered through
those long scorching days and dreary, never-ending nights?
See them, as they lie stretched on that sickening field, writhing
in agony from ghastly wounds, without water to quench their
agonizing thirst, or food to satisfy their hunger. Hear their
piteous cries, their groans, their prayers for mercy—for death
—as the field about them is torn up by hissing shot, while grape,
canister and the ever deadly bullet constantly fly over and
about them, adding to their fears and bodily distresses.

June 7.—This morning the hearts of the Unionists, and I
doubt not, those of the Confederates also, rejoiced at a cessation
of the conflict which had been unceasing, when orders were
given to bury the dead and bring in the wounded. Whata
task! Trenches were quickly dug, and into their depths the
decomposed and unrecognizable bodies of men, who a short
time before had been so full of life and daring, were hurriedly
lowered—the brief time allotted for the humane purpose not
permitting ceremony of.any nature. It was nauseating to
those who handled the disfigured corpses, while those to whom
the duty of removing the wounded had been delegated per-
formed their task with tender hands and bleeding hearts. In
many instances maggots swarmed upon the wounds of those
who had been maimed, presenting a revolting sight—one that
no man, made however callous-hearted by war, would ever
again wish to look upon.

We take the liberty of copying the following pen-picture
from the history of the Twenty-third Massachusetts regiment,
written by its historian—Dr. James A. Emmerton, assistant
surgeon :

‘‘ Would that the ready pencil of some adventurous artist,
or better still, the facile dry plates of modern photography had
been at hand to help me describe the trenches of the Star
brigade at Cold Harbor. Word-painting is hopeless. The
ravine, which the ready eye of our commander caught as the
only means of reaching the fortified plateau beyond, is the
chief natural feature. It forms a sort of covered way con-
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necting the left flanks of the works, which, crooked about to
avoid the trees, occupied, with some approach to the regularity
of a formation in column with regimental front, the nearer
part of its right slope. In the open, to the right of the
command, in a bigger pit, where one may stand upright under
the canvas cover made necessary by the absence of trees, is
General Stannard’s headquarters. Bear in mind that these
works were commanded by men crouching to escape the direct
fire of the enemy at close range ; that the bayonet for pick, and
the tin plate for shovel, were the chief, and in many cases, the
only tools ; that, even after three nights, with their comparative
ease and safety for work, had intervened, wounds and death
could only be escaped by constant vigilance and care.

‘Uninterrupted musketry at first filled the air with missiles,
burying themselves in the banks, or strewing the trenches with
bits cut from the overhanging trees. Afterwards, vigilant
rebel sharpshooters made a sure target of carelessly exposed °
head or hand. ‘The rations were all cooked at some distance to
the rear. One of the squad, bringing up food for the Ninth
New Jersey, had safely reached their second line. Hearing a
row on the front line, and forgetting the prudence which had
become natural to those living under fire, he peered over the
wall to see the row, and fell back with a ball through his head.

‘For five long June days, the rebels had refused us any
opportunities to bury our dead. To-day, the shifting wind had
had brought to their noses the scent of corruption which they
had compelled us toendure. * * * Thelittle space between
our works and the old, well-finished works of the enemy, was
strewn with the dead. But—whose dead? ‘There were no
colored troops charging us. Their faces are as black as ebony.
Five long summer suns have changed our comrades to bloated
Ethiops. The all-devouring worms are pouring forth in dis-
gusting eruption, from mouth and nostril and ear. There was
little chance for recognition.”’

The bugles sounded the ‘‘ recall,’’ and within fifteen minutes
afterwards, men who had been handling the shovel and pick
and stretcher, had laid aside their peaceful implements, and
again stood ready to murder in the name of the constituted
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authorities. Again was the air filled with missiles of death and
destruction. Again did the men, who, a few minutes before
had peaceably joined in a Christian undertaking, taunt one
another, and loading their rifles, speed the deadly bullet to its
destined human mark. As the Confederate missiles dropped
in and around the hospital of the Eighteenth army corps, it was
found necessary to remove the same, and as the field-hospital of
the Ninth was in more danger from the enemy’s fire some
distance in the rear, it was brought up and established imme-
diately in rear of the regiment. In the evening, a band at
Eighteenth corps headquarters, doubtless with a view of causing
the men to forget the awful scenes witnessed by them during
the day, performed a national air which lulled the warriors to
a relaxation of their fearful purposes. When ‘‘ My Maryland”’
was rendered the ‘‘ Johnnies’’ cheered, but when ‘‘ Dixie’ was
given, they groaned and hooted, even venting their disapproval
by firing their rifles in the direction of the musicians, who,
despite the surroundings, had a bit of levity in their com-
position.

June 8 and 9.—The Ninth occupied the same position, con-
tinuing its fire as opportunity offered, or as the nature of the
occasion made it necessary. ‘There was no such thing as sleep
or rest—the constant sping of the bullet and explosion of the
dreaded shell absolutely preventing any one on the front line
from indulging in or enjoying sleep—tired nature’s sweet
restorer.

June ro.—Still in the trenches. Some excitement was occa-
sioned in the rear to-day by the arrival of a sutler, whose stock
in trade consisted almost exclusively of chewing tobacco.’ This
fellow showed commendable enterprise in venturing so near the
front, and had he been content with receiving a liberal sum in
exchange for his goods, all would have gone well with him,
and instead of coming to grief, he might have returned to
Whitehouse with a handsome competence. But no, this sordid
creature wanted the earth, and instead of asking twenty-five
cents for a piece of tobacco (the usual price), he had the brazen
impudence to demand five dollars. This vampire was seized
and escorted towards the front, in order that he might learn
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something of war’s commotion, and on being left to himself,
attempted to get back to the rear, but a Confederate sharp-
shooter sent his compliments in the shape of a Minie bullet,
and he sank to rise no more. It is scarcely necessary for me to
add that his goods were distributed among those whom he had
attempted to rob under the plea of a sale.

June rz.—Tremendous firing by the artillery all day—mortars
joining in the pandemonium. As the rifle-pits, under the
increased fire, scarcely answered the purpose for which they
were intended, the men exerted themselves in digging deeper
into the ‘ground, and in making the embankment in front more
formidable and secure.

June r2.—The joyful intelligence reached the Ninth in the
afternoon that it must hold itself in readiness to march. Asno
particular preparation was necessary in order to comply with
this order, the Ninth gave itself no uneasiness, except to
anxiously await the supreme moment when it should be ordered
to make the change it had-long desired. The men did not
believe it possible for them to get into a worse place, as nothing
except hard work in digging and fighting had greeted them,
while danger and death lurked at every step, and faced them
every moment.

True enough, the Ninth moved quietly out of the deadly
rifle-pits shortly after eight o’clock in the evening, and gladly
marched along rough and dark roads some three miles, when it
halted to await the passage of a column of troops converging
ata junction of roads. ‘The march was resumed at midnight,
and Whitehouse Landing reached at eight o’clock the next
morning.

General Stannard, in his report of the operations of the
brigade, states that in the thirteen days’ campaign he sustained
a loss of thirty-one commissioned officers and four hundred and
sixty-two enlisted men—which shows the nature of the work
which the Ninth and the other regiments had been called upon
to perform in assisting the Army of the Potomac in its great
and successful effort to reach the south bank of the James river.

June 13.—What a relief to again be out of danger—out of
sight of the enemy and away from the shock of battle, in which
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the Ninth had lived for twelve days, even though one be com-
pelled to lie upon the ground by the dusty roadside suffering
from the pangs of hunger. The ‘‘rest,’’ as it was called, was
enjoyed by both officers and men, all of whom were too fatigued
to indulge in a much-needed bath, which the river near by,
apparently smilingly invited. At three o’clock in the afternoon
all the companies in the Ninth, excepting ‘“‘I,’’ which took
passage on the ‘‘Claymont,’’ embarked on the steamer
‘* Albany,’’ and before the sun, which had turned the veterans
of the Ninth into a black and tan sort of color, sank behind the
hill at the stern of the vessels, the latter were pressing down
the Pamunkey. The ‘‘ Albany,’’ after the Stygian darkness
had set in, anchored off West Point, Virginia, for the night.

June r4.—After a most delightful sail, greatly refreshing the
wearied men, they reached Bermuda Hundred at nine o’clock
in the evening, and marched to General Butler’s headquarters,
four miles distant, where they went into bivouac for the
remainder of the night. It was with feelings of genuine joy
that the Ninth rejoiced over its return to a familiar locality,
and tired as the men were, they tossed themselves upon the
baked earth, and slept serenely until morning.

June 15.—Daylight found every man engaged in boiling his
coffee, which had hardly been swallowed, when an order arrived
directing the Ninth to march to Point of Rocks, and report for
duty to Brigadier-General Turner, commanding a division.
The command had proceeded but a short distance, however,
ere a courier came up with a countermanding order, and the
Ninth made its way to the ground occupied by it on the twenty-
eighth of May, where the men commenced making themselves
as comfortable as circumstances would permit. Believing that
no occasion would arise for their services, at least during the
night, the men gathered boughs from young trees and long
grass for bedding, and were in the act of cultivating sleep,
when the clattering of a horse’s hoofs were heard, and in
another moment a staff officer dashed up and delivered an order
to Captain Hufty, commanding regiment. It was about half-.
past nine o’clock, when, everything being in readiness, the.
Ninth and a portion of the Twenty-third Massachusetts (all.
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that were present of the Star brigade,) moved out in the direc-
tion of Warebottom church, and were temporarily formed into
a provisional brigade, commanded by Colonel Barton of the
Forty-eighth New York.

June 16.—At nine o’clock this morning the Ninth, with other
troops, marched out of the Union breastworks into those just
deserted by the enemy, continuing on until the turnpike road
between Richmond and Petersburg was reached, where the
Confederates were found in strong force. ‘The Ninth destroyed
two telegraph wires running from a large house, which had
been occupied by General Beauregard and staff, and later in the
day burned the building, together with those which surrounded
it. The Ninth engaged the enemy, continuing the fight until
nearly sun-down, a large part of the accompanying force mean-
while uniting in again tearing up the railroad. This being
accomplished, the division set out upon its return, the Confed-
erates just reinforced, following close upon the rear and firing
whenever within range. It had been a hard day’s work, and
although the men were thoroughly exhausted, they were
detailed to do piquet duty for the night, which, owing to the
proximity of a large force of the enemy, required the greatest
vigilance. ‘T‘he Confederates kept up a fire at intervals, but the
Jerseymen, familiar with their tactics, seldom replied. But
along toward midnight, the enemy, emboldened by our silence,
advanced a strong line and drove in Company H, which occu-
pied an unprotected position. The Ninth, on its feet in a
moment, stood like a rock, as it had a hundred times before,
and by its well-directed fire, aided by a battery, sent the Con-
federates reeling back to their lines, and all again became still.
The general commanding being anxious to gain information as
to the composition and strength of the enemy, Private Marshall
Howell of Company H, whose skillful services had been frequen-
tly sought for dangerous and difficult duty, was requested to
enter the Confederate lines for the purpose. He promptly
complied, and reaching the vicinity of a well, from which the
‘‘Johnnies’’ continually drew water, he overheard conver-
sations between unsuspecting Confederates that he knew would
suffice the object of the Union commander. Howell did not
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receive a pecuniary reward for this act, neither did he expect
one, but the general promised to be ‘‘ best man’’ at his wedding.

June z7.—In the trenches, blazing away.

June 18.—Intelligence reaches the Ninth that Company I,
which embarked on ‘‘Claymont’’ at Whitehouse Landing on
the thirteenth, and for whose safety much apprehension had
been felt, was acting as provost-guard for General Stannard’s
brigade. Very heavy artillery firing near Petersburg heard
this afternoon. Officers and men suffering greatly for want of
food. Lieutenant Coyte saw one of the men dig a piece of fat
meat out of the ground and eat it, which, he thinks, decidedly
*‘rough”’ for men who are doing all they can to preserve the
government.

June rg.—According to our calendar—Sunday. It may be
a holy day in some portions of the land, but in this latitude
there is no semblance of holiness, sanctity or rest. Along
toward noon, a “Johnny ’”’ in front of the Ninth, sung out:
‘* Say, Yanks, let’s take a rest till night—it’s Sunday.”’

‘All right, ‘Johnny,’ ’’ responded a pious Jerseyman, ‘‘ we
shall all feel the better for it.’’

The word was quietly passed along, and in a few minutes.
absolute quiet prevailed on that part of the line. Both parties
strictly observed the unwritten agreement, and a feeling of
personal security was enjoyed that had long been a stranger
to the men of the Star brigade. If.the men on both sides, who
did the fighting, had been permitted, the war would have:
ended much sooner, and a satisfactory settlement of the
difficulty agreed upon.

June 20.—Rumored this morning that the Ninth, which has
much celebrity as a sharp-shooting regiment, is to be sent off to
a more dangerous part of the line—just as if it had not already
enough of this sort of work to do. True enough. With the
arrival of the midnight hour, came an order to march, and
away the Jerseymen started, their cartridge-boxes and haver-
sacks carrying a plentiful supply of ammunition. Crossing
the Appomattox river on pontoons, the Ninth was headed up
the Broadway pike, which was followed for a distance of five
miles, when a divergement was made.
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June 21.—Just before noon-time, after having crossed the
Petersburg and City Point railroad, the Ninth halted within
plain sight of the city, in front of which there was heavy
cannonading. The bombardment continued without inter-
ruption during the afternoon. When darkness had set in,
veiling the movement of troops, the Ninth marched into the
advanced rifle-pits, and did its full share of the work in hand.

June 22.—The works of the opposing armies were so con-
tiguous that it was worth a’man’s life to expose for an instant,
any portion of the person above the works, and not unfrequently
hand-grenades were thrown from one work into the other,
rendering life very insecure—necessitating the utmost care and
vigilance on the part of all the contestants. It was along
toward eleven o’clock at night, when the enemy, under cover
of a tremendous artillery fire, charged the works occupied by
the Ninth, but the scorching, effective volleys of the Jerseymen
caused the column to stagger, and ultimately to withdraw, leav-
ing many killed and wounded in the narrow space between the
lines.

June 23.—The Star brigade was reunited to-day. Itconsisted
of the Ninth New Jersey, Twenty-third, T\wenty-fifth and
Twenty-seventh Massachusetts, Eighty-ninth New York, Fifty-
fifth Pennsylvania and Fifth Maryland regiments, and occupied
a long line of pits. The firing to-day was incessant, many
gallant fellows being summoned, crossed the river to settle their
final account. After dark the Star brigade was relieved by
another command, but it was found to be too small in numbers
to cover the entire line, whereupon the men of the Ninth, who
were getting used to the position, and its manifold dangers,
volunteered to remain. ‘The commanding general, admiring the
proposition, thanked the Ninth for its devotion to duty, and
ordered up an abundant supply of ammunition for its use.
Ball cartridges had never been served to the Ninth in a
begrudging manner.

June 24.—A sudden resumption of heavy artillery firing on
the part of the enemy warned the Ninth, which seldom misun-
derstood such signs, that an attack was intended, and it prepared
for the encounter. ‘The Confederates, believing it within their
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power to dislodge the Union line holding the rifle-pits, gave
vent to their peculiar yell, and boldly advanced, but were
assailed by a terribly destructive fire from the riflemen and the
batteries in the rear. At one moment it seemed as if nothing
could withstand the onslaught which the enemy made with
heroic persistency, but the resistance of the Unionists at length
disheartened the Confederates, after a two hours’ struggle, and
they slowly retired, losing a number of prisoners and many
dead. Firing was continued without intermission throughout
the day, and far into the night. Our lines at this point were in
such close proximity to Petersburg that the men of the Ninth
could see the church-spires, and hear the public clocks strike
the hours. ‘The habitations of the men were caves—excava-
tions in the earth—for protection against the fire of the enemy,
which was more or less constant. From these deep trenches
extended, and only along the subterranean passages, could the
men travel with any sort of safety from whistling bullets and
fragmentary shell. The Ninth inhabited these caves—off and
on—for several weeks, the recollections of which can never fade
from the memory of those who participated in the campaign.
June 25.—A desperate charge upon our breastworks early this
morning by the'Confederates resulted in their discomfiture. As
the Ninth New Jersey had suffered many discomforts for five
days, and the rifles needed cleaning, the command was relieved
this forenoon, and while proceeding to the rear a fierce attack
was made on the right-center, where the works were manned
by the negro division in the Ninth corps, who had been brought
up to hold the position while their white brethren constructed a
new line of earthworks. The unlooked-for sortie demoralized
the darkies, who, in firing, killed as many friends as enemies.
The Ninth, on hearing the old-time yell, halted in the third
line of works, and facing about, stood ready to answer any call
that might be made upon it. In this position the regiment was
really in more danger than if closer to the front, as the enemy’s
shells, misdirected in the excitement which prevailed, exploded
in their midst. After waiting an hour or so, and receiving no
order to march to the scene of turmoil, the Ninth continued its
way to the rear, where it rejoined the brigade, receiving a
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hearty greeting as it passed along to the spot designated as its
resting-place.

It was on this day that Private Hiram Gray of Company E,
met his fate. Extemporizing a dish of scouse, having had
much difficulty in obtaining the necessary condiments, he sat
down to enjoy it. Finishing his repast he rose to his feet, and
walking towards Captain Hopper, patronizingly patting his
stomach, said to that officer: ‘‘If I die now I will die with a
full belly.’’ ‘The words were scarcely uttered when he fell dead
at the captain’s feet—a bullet from an argus-eyed and unerring
sharpshooter having passed through his heart. Gray was a
brave man and generally cautious, but on this occasion his
self-satisfaction led him into an indiscretion which cost him his
life,

June 26.—The Ninth, from its camping-ground on Frane’s
plantation, had a fine view of Petersburg—two miles distant.
The men hugely enjoyed the rest, which a relief from duty
afforded them, some, doubtless, being selfish enough to wish
that their inaction might continue for an indefinite period.

June 27.—Quite a number of men belonging to other regi-
ments in the brigade (bounty-jumpers chiefly) distinguished
themselves by shooting off the trigger-finger to-day, hoping
thereby to procure a discharge from the service. Late in the
afternoon the Ninth, feeling much refreshed by the relaxation
which it had enjoyed, marched to the battle-line and occupied
the first line of earth-works—the position, of course, being one
of great peril. ‘The brigade commander ordered a detail of
fourteen sharpshooters from the Ninth for ‘‘hazardous duty.”

June 28.—During to-day a number of shells, thrown by
mortars, exploded within the ranks of the Ninth, and so
accurate was the range obtained by the Confederates, that it
was found necessary to remove the hospital some distance to
the rear. During the night our lines were advanced over fifty
yards.

June 29.—When the ‘‘Johnnies’’ at daybreak this morning
saw what we had been at during the night they opened a
furious fire of all arms, making our new position exceedingly
undesirable and dangerous. ‘Their fire was heavier and more
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Spiteful than any we had thus far experienced. At an early
hour a fragment of shell struck Lieutenant Pullen, commanding
Company H, while a short distance away, an exploding shell
severely wounded five men belonging to the Fifty-fifth Penn-
sylvania regiment. ‘The Ninth, in the afternoon, took position
within the second line of works, and being relieved after dark
went out and occupied the rifle-pits, where it was kept exceed-
ingly busy till daylight.

Upon an elevation in our rear had been mounted a monster
gun, to which the army had given by common accord, the cog-
nomen of ‘‘Petersburg Express.’’ The terrible flight of its
ponderous missiles, with their peculiar hissing, burning sound,
as they rushed through the air on errands of destruction and
dismay, caused the blood of all, both friend and foe, to course
more quickly; but the ‘‘Johnnies,’’ of course, hunted their
holes more closely.

June 30.—The regiment, being relieved, proceeded to the
rear and enjoyed another rest in the ravine. Intelligence
reached the Ninth to-day that commissions had been issued to
Lieutenant-Colonel Stewart, as colonel, and Mjaor Curlis and
Captain Hufty, as lieutenant-colonel and major respectively. In
the afternoon the Star brigade marched towards the Union left to
support an attack made on the enemy’s works at that point by
the Highty-ninth and Ninty-eighth New York, Fifth Maryland
and One Hundred and Twelfth Pennsylvania regiments. The
fight was a hot one, lasting two hours. Just before sunset the
Ninth was inspected and mustered.

July 1.—At daylight the Ninth occupied the first line of
breastworks. The bombardment of Petersburg, which had
been going on throughout the night, doing immense destruction
to buildings, continued to-day, and ended in a hotly-contested
engagement between the Star brigade and the Confederates in
line opposite to it. Private Robert J. Sloan of Company G,
who was instantly killed, had been severely wounded on two
previous occasions. In the evening the Ninth, thoroughly
fatigued, moved to the rear, and laid down to obtain necessary
rest within the works of the third line.

July 2.—No unusual event occurred to-day, except that a
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number of the Ninth embraced the opportunity afforded, and
indulged in a wash in a brook near by. So great was the
metamorphosis that they were recognized with difficulty on
returning to camp.

July 3.—Sunday. Religious service ina house near ‘‘ Baldy ’””
Smith’s headquarters on Frane’s plantation. During the
afternoon some of our heavy guns sent monster shells howling
over into the beleagured city. Considerable sport was created
by the ‘“‘drumming ”’ out of camp of three men of the Eleventh
Connecticut, who had straggled on a recent march. They had
joined the army for the liberal bounty offered by wealthy
patriots at home, who, to escape a draft, were allowed to
purchase substitutes. After dusk the Confederates opened
their batteries, and for a couple of hours things were very
interesting, although a trifle dangerous for promenading pur-
poses.

July g.—Independence Day, so-called, but no independence
for those in the tented field. Rumors had prevailed for several
days that a charge along the whole line would be made on this
day, but as the hours passed by, and no unusual preparations
could anywhere be seen, the men in the Union army, at least,
became satisfied that the day would be a quiet one, and it was,
to the joy, no doubt, of both armies.

July 5.—After dark, the Ninth moved into the second line
of works, relieving the Nineteenth Wisconsin regiment. The
position assigned to us was a bad place for shells.

July 6.—The Confederates were remarkably active to-day,
but contented themselves with shelling our lines without inter-
mission.

July 7.—Owing to the large number of men in the Ninth
who had been killed and maimed, or were down with the fever,
the command was relieved, and ordered back to the old camp,
or resting-place in the ravine; out of an aggregate of ninety
odd men in each company none of the commands at this time
reported over half that number ‘‘ present for duty.”

An incident occurred this afternoon that illustrates some of
the dangers attending the life of a soldier, participating in a
great siege. W. J. Doran, George Townley and Jeremiah C.
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Decker, of Company K, were partaking of their evening
repast on a spot they deemed secure for the purpose, when
the Confederates resumed fire from some of their heavy guns.
The three young men, as brave as any in the command, did
not at first allow themselves to be disturbed,’ and continued
eating, but as the shells came creeping nearer and nearer, they
concluded to move into the trench and finish their repast.
This they had just accomplished, when a large shell exploded
in front of the works, a fragment thereof striking the ground
and tearing a large hole upon the very spot they had but a
moment before occupied.

July 8.—The Confederates attempted to capture the works
in the night, but were repulsed with great loss. During the
afternoon, a Christian-spirited ‘‘Johnny’’ raised a portion of
his shirt over the works in front of the Second corps, and
finding it respected, sprang upon the embankment, and said :
‘““We uns won't fire, if you-uns won’t!’’ and then he bobbed
down into his ‘‘gopher’’ hole. The word was quickly passed
along the line to the three corps—Second, Fifth and Eighteenth
—and peace reigned for the time being. Whether the high
officers were parties to this arrangement or not, the men did not
know nor care. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.
There was no doubt about the honesty of purpose on the part
of the Confederates, as the moment the firing stopped, they
stacked their rifles, removed their equipments and laid down
to obtain sleep—of which all stood so much in need. There
was now absolute, even painful quiet, and some imagined that
the millenium had arrived, that the time had come when the
lion and lamb could lie down together. A single shot, and
how changed the scene. All was animation and intense
excitement. In a moment twenty thousand rifles were leveled
—the two armies, a moment ago so peaceful and happy—now
glaring upon each other. But hold! What is that? A white
flag, borne along upon the enemy’s earthworks. ‘‘ Was any
one hurt by that shot?’ inquired the gallant Confederdte.
“No !’’? shouted a dozen voices from the Union side; ‘‘ the
bullet struck this rail.’ ‘‘ Throw that rail this way,’’ shouted
the officer, ‘‘and I’ll make the —— fool who fired the shot
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carry it till “dark. You Yankees kept the bargain that was
made, and we shall do the same thing.’’ Saying which he
approached the Union works, picked up the rail, and returning
with it to his own line, compelled the unfortunate fellow to
shoulder it and march along on the breastwork till dark, he
being the cynosure of all eyes.

It was during the night that Private Thomas McCormick of
Company K, distinguished himself by capturing a Confederate
major. ‘‘T’om,’’ as he was called by all the boys, never shirked
any kind of duty ; in fact, anxious to see all that was going on
at the front, he oftentimes volunteered for the most dangerous
work. And when we had guard-mounts, before squatting in
front of Petersburg, Tom invariably received a mark of merit
from the adjutant for presenting the tidiest appearance of any
man in the detail. This entitled him to a pass for twenty-four
hours after performing his tour of duty. Now, McCormick
wasn’t by any means the handsomest man in the regiment,
(General Butler was a beauty in comparison), but he always
managed to have his clothing, accoutrements and rifle as clean
and as bright as they could be made. The night was a lovely
one, and Tom, with two companions, was ordered to go out of
the works to a point about midway between the two lines.
Reaching the coveted spot, which they did by crawling upon
the ground, the three men halted, examined the surroundings
as well as they were able by the pale moon’s light, and secreted
themselves behind a huge stump, whose conformation was
admirably adapted for the purpose. This stump afforded them
comparative security, for here McCormick and his comrades
could readily listen to the ‘‘Johnnies,’’ and make a timely dis-
covery of any movement on their part. Tom often smiled at
the ludicrous remarks made by the unsuspecting Confederates,
and at times had all he could do to keep from laughing outright
at their witty sallies. Shortly after midnight all sounds ceased,
and the stillness soon became painful. This caused McCormick
to increase his vigilance, which was at length rewarded by the
discovery of certain signs which pointed to some movement on
the part of the enemy. Lying close to the ground, Tom intently
watched the enemy’s massive works in his immediate front, and
 

CAPT. J. P. RITTER, SERGT. SYMMES H. STILLWELL,

Company G. Company A.

 

LIGUT. RICHARD &. COGAN,

Company B.

  

PRIVATE GEORGE SMITH, PRIVATE FRANCIS CAHILL,

Company B. Company B
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but a few yards away. With his usual foresight, sharpened by
years of war and active service, he enjoined his companions not
to move, nor fire a rifle without his command. The sky, thickly
studded with bright and beaming stars, (the moon having set),
rendered objects more or less distinct, according to distance.
Hark! Discovering three figures emerging from an embrasure,
McCormick’s heart pulsates quickly as he sees them stealthily
approach his covert. Keeping his two blue criss-cross eyes
keenly fastened upon the party who continued slowly, yet not
the less surely, advancing, Tom and his tried companions clasped
their trusty rifles more firmly, determined to thwart the enemy
or die in so doing. As Tom, actuated by motives of self-
preservation, was about to halt the three Confederates, and
demand their surrender, they stopped of their own accord, and
talked in low monotones so long that the three Union piquets
began to imagine that the stump behind which they were
secreted was the objective point. Tom was at a loss fora plan
of procedure. It would have been a very easy matter for him
and his comrades to have dropped the unsuspecting Confederates
in their tracks, but a disposition which ever characterized Tom
to show fair play saved their lives. Directly, one of the
Confederates is seen to move off to the right—his two comrades
remaining standing where they had halted. The moment for
action had at last arrived, and it remained to be seen which
leader would outwit the other. Bidding his companions to
remain and watch the two Confederates, McCormick followed
the one who was making his way to the Union works, keeping
as close as was consistent with the plan which he had in view.
He knew every inch of the ground, which was of infinite
advantage to him. The ‘‘Johnny,’’ with the utmost wariness,
halted frequently to satisfy himself that his path was clear, and
to scan the Union earthworks, which he was the better enabled
to do by means of a large glass. ‘This action convinced
McCormick that the game he was hunting was of no mean
quality. Perhapsit was Longstreet ; maybe it was Lee himself.
Whoever it should prove to me, it was worth risking a good
deal to capture or—kill, and one or the other of these
alternatives Tom was now fully determined upon. He crawled
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along upon his hands and knees, never removing his eyes from
the figure which preceded him. But things could not continue
thus much longer ; in fact, the crisis was reached much sooner
than Tom had anticipated. When he saw that the Confederate
had suddenly stopped but a few yards in advance, and was
gazing at him with basilisk eyes, he felt that the tug-of-war
was at hand. But McCormick, who had often found himself
in tight places, did not allow this incident to disturb the
serenity of his mind. While the danger of his situation
encouraged him to exhibit the utmost sang /roid, he kept his
forefinger on the trigger of his deadly rifle, and, Micawber-
like, awaited for something to turn up. He, for a moment,
failed to comprehend the singular movement of the Confederate,
and it was only when the latter, in a low yet firm tone of voice,
said: ‘‘Didn’t I tell you not to follow me? Go back and
wait !’’ that he became convinced that he had been mistaken
for one of the Confederate’s companions. The Yankee piquet
looked upon this revelation as a timely interposition of
Providence, and governed himself accordingly. But he did
not budge in obedience to the command given him; on the
contrary, he replied that he was doing well enough, and that
he, too, was anxious to ‘‘take a peep at the Yankee breast-
works.’’ ‘This downright insolence enraged the Confederate,
who came near betraying himself, as he fairly hissed between
his teeth: ‘‘ You —— hound ! Go back, or I’ll shoot you ?’’
McCormick, with imperturbability, and with supreme indiffer-
ence to this formidable injunction, merely raised himself upon
his feet, and stood like a statue, which greatly added to the
exasperation of the ‘‘Johnny,’’ whose indignation knew no
bounds, and who now vowed that he would tie him up on the
breastworks by the thumbs as soon as he returned. Tom,
thinking it time to bring the farce or tragedy, whichever it
might prove to be, to a termination, told the Confederate to go
on and mind his own business, which unasked-for advice had
the effect of bringing matters to an immediate head. ‘Totally
forgetting, or not caring for the surroundings, the enraged
Confederate sprang towards McCormick, with leveled revolver,
hissing : ‘‘—— your infernal impudence—I’ll see if I can’t
‘‘WHo Comes THERE?”’ 235

shut up your ugly mouth!’ Tom, anticipating something of
this kind, leveled his rifle, and said: ‘‘Stir another inch, and
I'll blow your rebel head off. Now, you just put your face
where the back part of your head is, and follow your nose into
those works, which you can see to greater advantage inside,
after which I will take great pleasure in introducing you to
General Butler! Go!’’ The Confederate’s revolver dropped
from his hand, a ghastly hue overspreading his hitherto hand-
some countenance. He had lost all heart and ambition, and
words fora reply failed him. He saw his utter helplessness,
and the next moment accepted the situation with all the grace
possible under the circumstances, and moved as directed
towards and into the works, which a few minutes before he had
been so anxious to examine. He proved to be a major of
engineers on the staff of General Lee, and his capture was
regarded as a very clever bit of work, as a reward for which
McCormick received from General Butler a ten-dollar green-
back, and a furlough for a week. Tom McCormick was a lion
for a time, but he bore his honors modestly. He served in the
Ninth New Jersey nearly four years, and I am glad to say that
he still lives, with no shadow of the old peril on his face.

July 9.—The Ninth again took position in the second line of
works, and quietness prevailing during the day and night, it
had but little to do, save keep awake and be prepared for any
unforseen emergency.

July ro.—Religious services were held in many of the camps
this afternoon, and in the evening there was prayer-meeting in
a house near corps headquarters. At about midnight ‘‘Jerry’’
Decker of Company K, distinguished himself by capturing a
Virginian, who, tired of the war, had taken this occasion to
desert to the Union lines. ‘‘Jerry’’ was keeping a lonely vigil
in his ‘‘ gopher’’ when he heard the approach of some one from
the direction of the Confederate works, but a few yards away.
Directly he saw a white object—a newspaper—waving gently
before him, while a short snort, in imitation of a horse, was
given. ‘‘Jerry,’’ thinking that the time for action had arrived,
called out, loud enough to be heard, ‘‘Who comes there?’’
‘““A friend!’’ was the quick response in a modulated voice,
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followed the next instant by a man raising his body up and
holding high his hands, to show that he was unarmed. ‘‘ Come
in, quick !’’ said ‘‘Jerry,’’ who escorted the F. F. V. to head-
quarters, where he volunteered information that the Confed-
erates were arranging for a charge at daybreak. But as no
charge took place, we concluded that the poor fellow made the
statement.as a sort of thank offering for the kindnesses he
experienced at the hands of his captors.

July rr.—The Ninth held the third line of works during
to-day, and in the evening returned to camp. A shower
refreshed the earth, making it more habitable.

July 12.—The Ninth, and the remainder of the brigade, was
inspected to-day—very few of the companies averaging forty
men each.

July 13.—Things remarkably quiet along the whole line all
the forenoon, but shortly after midday the enemy opened its
heavy guns and dropped fifteen solid shot in such close
proximity to the Ninth’s field hospital that some of the ‘‘sick”’
felt able temporarily to seek other quarters. In the evening
the Ninth moved into the third line of works.

July z4.—Both armies were inactive to-day, but at night the
usual drill of the artillerists took place.

July 75.—Heavy cannonading for two hours this morning,
causing the boys to lie low.

July 16.—Very heavy musketry fire to our left, and towards
night ‘‘practice’’ by the artillery.

July r7.—Sunday and everything unusually still. Ninth
went out in the evening to the outer line of works.

July r8.—Portentious quiet. As a dense fog enveloped the
earth it was feared the Confederates would make an attempt to
advance under its protecting cover, but as they did nothing of
the kind, we relapsed into inertia, keeping, however, a bright
though silent lookout.

July 19.—Heavy rain-storm all day, adding to the discomforts
of the men. As the bomb-proofs were far from water-tight,
some of the men presented a ridiculous appearance, especially
those upon whose faces and apparel the streaks of clay had
become dry. During the night, after the usual bombardment,
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the piquets indulged in their old pastime, rendering it unsafe
to leave cover. ‘The front line of works were occupied by the
Ninth to-day, and after dark it marched to the ravine to clean
rifles and perform other necessary chores.

July 20.—General cleaning day.

July 2z.—Anniversary of ‘‘Bull Run.’’ Three pieces of
Confederate artillery, fired with great precision, cause much
trouble. ‘The Ninth was ordered into the first line of works.

July 22.—Regiment moved back to third line.

July 23.—There was unbounded joy to-day upon the return
of Colonel James Stewart, Jr., who has been absent two
months, suffering from terrible wounds received at Drewry’s
Bluff. He received a hearty welcome from all, but looked sad
as he gazed upon the thinned ranks before him.

July 25.—General orders, dated headquarters department of
Virginia and North Carolina, announcing that the redoubt on
Cobb’s Hill, near Point of Rocks, had been named ‘‘ Fort
Zabriskie,’’ in honor of the late colonel of the Ninth, were read
to the regiment. Colonel Stewart was to-day placed in com-
mand of the First brigade, Second division, Eighteenth army
corps, which position he held until the fifteenth of September,
when he was ordered to take the Red Star brigade to North
Carolina. The Ninth this evening occupied the advanced
works.

July 26.—In the trenches. Colonel Stewart issued an order
assuming command of the First brigade, Second division,
Highteenth army corps, appointing Lieutenant Edward W.
Welsted as his adjutant-general.

July 27.—Still in the trenches.

July 28.—The usual artillery firing in the afternoon. Large
fire in Petersburg, the flames being plainly observable. Cooked
three days’ rations to-day. —

July 29.—Under arms at midnight. Movement of troops
commenced at eight o’clock, requiring five hours for the column
to pass a given point. Colonel Stewart’s brigade moved in the
following order: ‘Tenth New York heavy artillery, Fifty-fifth
Pennsylvania, Twenty-seventh, Twenty-fifth and Twenty-third
Massachusetts, and Ninth New Jersey, and reaching the desig-
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nated point, formed line of battle in rear of and as a support to
the Ninth corps, which had been charged with exploding the
mine.

July 30.—At four o’clock this morning the ‘‘ mine explosion ”’
took place, startling, yet not surprising, the Union troops.
The sound was dull and heavy, not what we had been led to
expect, considering the quantity of powder used. ‘This was
followed by a terrible cannonading, heavier than anything we
had heard in Virginia, and very much resembling that at the
bombardment of Fort Sumter in April, 1863. As the Confed-
erates made but a feeble reply, it was thought they had
retreated, and this encouraged a charge by the colored troops,
who went along well enough until they reached the third line
of Confederate works, where they were desperately assailed by
the enemy and driven back in confusion. When the affair
ended, most of the Union troops were satisfied that the Con-
federates had reaped the greatest advantage. The failure was
caused by a lack of harmonious action on the part of the Union
generals, some of whom had opposed the selection of colored
troops for the duty to which they were assigned.

July 3z.—The Ninth returned to its old camp this evening—
the men being footsore, weary and hungry.

August 1.—Ninth exempted from duty to-day.

August 2.—Quartermaster Samuel Keys, who was detailed
to accompany General Burnside when he left with his corps to
join the army of the Potomac in 1862, visited the Ninth to-day
for the first time. There had been so many changes in the
regiment (nearly two thousand), that few, except the officers,
recognized his ever genial face. General Burnside found
Quartermaster Keys so efficient and useful that he would never
allow him to leave.

August 3.—The Ninth entered the breastworks this evening,
taking position, with its right resting on Appomattox river.

August g.—In the trenches, with but little to do, however,
save exercise vigilance.

August 5.—Fears of an eruption of our works having been
entertained for some days, the men were cautioned to listen for
noises under ground, it being strongly surmised that the Con-
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federates were hard at work mining along our front. Colonel
Stewart, however, and his brigade were prepared, although it
must be confessed, somewhat surprised, when a vast volume of
earth, directly between our line and that of the enemy, was
sent skyward at five o’clock this afternoon. The Confederates,
in readiness to charge across the intervening space, opened a
combined infantry and artillery fire, and yelled like demons,
but the Ninth New Jersey and the men of Stewart’s well-tried
brigade drowned the old yell, which they had heard so often,
with wild cheers of derision, and delivered volley after volley
that nothing could withstand. The Confederates in their
haste, had made a miscalculation, and were rewarded with
failure for their pains. ‘The dirt, thrown several hundred feet
into the air, made a terrible dust for a few minutes, and was
quite as disagreeable to the Confederates, as to ourselves. The
firing was kept up until after dark, when both armies, fatigued
with excitement and the manifold labors of the day, rested for
the night upon their arms.

August 6.—Notwithstanding its arduous labors and continued
losses, the Ninth is kept within the works—its members having
plenty of work todo. During the afternoon Sergeant Samuel
B. Moore of Company K, made his way nearly to the Con-
federate entrenchments, and succeeded in exchanging a
Philadelphia paper—never nxewsy by any means—for a copy of
the Petersburg Express of the previous day. Among the most
interesting items in it, I find the following :

FROM THE FRONT.

On Wednesday night after our article of yesterday had been prepared
and put in type, the enemy’s mortar batteries opened on those Chester-
field pieces (which the Yankees confess have given them more annoyance
than all others combined), and blazed away at a furious rate. We are
pleased to learn that they did no damage. Our boys over there are
now so well protected that they regard the enemy’s fire with as much
indifference as they would the explosion of a pack of Canton
firecrackers. The enemy boast very much of a seven-ton mortar
battery, which they have recently erected for the especial benefit of the
Archer battery, as they term it, in Chesterfield. This monster piece of
Yankee ordnance has been tried, but so far, it has done no injury on our
side. Its shells sometimes fail to explode, and then our ordnance
department comes in for a good big lump of metal, which is very
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POSITION OF EIGHTEENTH CORPS AT COLD HARBOR.
COLONEL STEWART VISITS GENERAL BUTLER. 241

acceptable. When they do explode, it is generally in the ground,
creating a cavity which greatly facilitates excavation for our bomb
proofs ; but occasionally they strike a tree and our soldiers procure a
small amount of fuel with the expenditure of but little labor.

To ADVERTISERS.—Advertisements must be handed in before 3 P. M.
to insure insertion in next succeeding issue of the Express. This rule
will be rigidly adhered to. Our reasons are obvious, but need not be
specified.

CasH.—Many of our advertising patrons seem to have overlooked the
fact that the credit system, like Grant’s campaign, has nearly ‘‘ played
out.” Such, however, is the fact, and we wish it distinctly understood
that we do not keep any books; and further, that the cash must
invariably accompany all advertisements. We arerequired to pay cash
for every article we purchase, and we must insist upon it that all
others do unto us as they would have us do unto them.

August 7.—Sunday. Regiment maintained in its position
during the day, but is relieved in the evening, to the great joy
of officers. and men, having been in a perilous position four-
days. Company I, which had been absent from the regiment.
since June thirteenth, performing provost duty for the division,,
rejoined the regiment to-night.

August 8.—Branches of trees were placed upon cross-poles in:
the company streets and over company kitcherfs, for the pro-.
tection of men against the broiling sun.

August 9.—The Ninth occupied the advanced works by way
of variety (?), which is said to be the spice of life.

August ro.—It is worth a man’s life to expose any part of the
person to the view of sharpshooters—on either side. Regiment
learns that General Heckman has been exchanged and is on
his way north.

August tz.—The Ninth this evening returned to its camp—if
it could thus be called.

Colonel Stewart visited headquarters during the evening, and
was heartily greeted by General Butler, who held him and his
command in high esteem, neither having ever failed him. ‘The
general, in excellent humor, was quite talkative, which greatly
pleased the colonel, as he had a big axe to grind—so to speak.
His opportunity came when the general, stretching himself at
full length in his easy chair, said:
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“Do you know, Colonel Stewart, what the Ninth New
Jersey did at Drewry’s Bluff?’’

“T ought to, general, I was there,’’ replied Colonel Stewart.

“Well, I will tell you. /# Ailled more men than it num-
bered,’’ continued General Butler.

“Tam glad, general, that you are familiar with the Ninth’s
long term of service, and as you know what it has undergone,
how faithfully it has been kept at the front, and what its losses
are, I hope you will give my command an opportunity to
recruit itself. After a little rest, very much needed by all, we
shall be able to render much better service,’’ said Colonel
Stewart. :

“‘Just so, so you would. Where could a spot be found for
‘you to rest ?’’ inquired General Butler.

Colonel Stewart, who had not forgotten the pleasures and
comforts enjoyed by the men in North Carolina, suggested
that locality.

‘Yes,’ said General Butler, ‘‘ there are troops down there
who have done nothing except draw rations and pay. ‘They
must have a little glory, too. As soon as your command
finishes the works you are now constructing you may take
‘their place.”’

Colonel Stewart having ‘‘ accomplished the object of his
expedition,’ returned to camp with a face beaming with joy,
and a day or two afterwards issued an order announcing the
glad tidings.

August r2.—A terrible duel between the artillerists com-
menced at seven o’clock this morning and continued until noon
—the Confederates being anxious to prevent the construction of
new and more advanced works by the Union forces.

August 13.—Early this morning the Ninth again entered the
trenches—to dig and fight.

Colonel Stewart had the following circular promulgated
to-day :

“The colonel commanding directs me to say that General Butler has
promised the Eighteenth corps will be relieved from duty at the front
in a few days. In the meantime it will be necessary to finish the two
forts now in construction near the Hare house ; and owing to the limited
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number of men in the command he calls upon regimental commanders
to bring out every available man, in order to keep up the strength of
the line, and also to complete the works now in course of construction.
This work we are called upon to finish before we will be relieved, as a
less force than what we muster is expected to occupy the works we now
hold. The men will bave some hard work to perform, but we trust it
will be done cheerfully, in view of our soon being relieved and sent to
camp for rest.

‘Yours very truly,
‘°K, W. WELSTED, Lieutenant and A. A. A. G.”

August 14.—Very little firing to-day, for which the wearied
veterans of the Ninth are devoutly thankful.

August 15.—The Tenth New York heavy artillery departed
for Washington, to do duty in the fortifications, with which
it was familiar until General Grant took command of the
Army of the Potomac, when he caused all the “‘ heavies,’’ who
had had a soft thing of it around the national capital for
years, to march to the front, where they could be more useful.
This morning Color-Corporal Charles P. Smith of Company D,
while making his way a short distance to the rear of the works
for a necessary purpose, was instantly killed. The slightest
exposure of person was certain to invite wounds or death at
the hands of the ever-vigilant Confederate sharpshooters, who
never lost an opportunity to make us feel war in all its terrors.
Notwithstanding the imminent dangers surrounding the troops
of both armies in the front lines, men became careless and
indifferent, to which many owe their injuries and death.
Others, on both sides, often offered themselves as ‘shining
marks,’’ defying the unerring marksmen.

This afternoon Jupiter Pluvius veigned. It seemed as if all
the gates above had been opened at the same moment, so great
was the resistless flood which swamped everybody and every-
thing. Safety could only be found in the open, and on high
ground. The excavations which the men occupied for safety
from the enemy’s missiles were inundated, almost before the
occupants could effect their escape, and a number lost both
haversack and blanket. But it was at the rear, in the ravine,
or so-called camp, that the most damage was done to the Union
forces. The regiments, whose shelter tents were pitched away
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up on the hillsides, had all they could do to keep from being
washed into the bottom, where a torrent of foaming water
rushed towards the Appomattox. ‘The sutlers and wagoners,
together with a negro regiment, who occupied the low land,
escaped to the hill-top in bare time, although a score and more
of the tardy ones found death before leaving their tents—so
sudden was the rise of the water. Portable houses, tents,
barrels, wagons, trees, furniture, even barrels of whisky, floated
down with the torrent, which for a width of nearly two hundred
feet, was fully nine feet deep, and in some places much deeper.
The negro soldiers had a lively time fishing their arms,
accoutrements, etc., out of the mud, after the water had
receded. So violent a rain-storm had not been seen in Virginia
since the war opened. There were many ludicrous incidents
in connection with it— more especially among those who
engaged in the pastime of catching commissary and sutler
stores as they were borne along on the water. Many sutlers
lost heavily, but the men were unsympathetic.

August 16.—The Confederate sharpshooters were unusually
active to-day. Colonel Stewart received a bullet in the skirt of
his coat, and Major Hufty one in his left arm. The staff of
the Ninth’s state color, borne by Corporal John Donnelly of
Company H, was cut in two by a piece of shell, although
previously during the morning the color had been riddled by
sharpshooters. After dark the Ninth was relieved and ordered
back to the camp, which the men found in so sorry a plight
that they could scarcely recognize it.

Colonel Stewart, commanding the brigade, issued the follow-
ing circular to-day: ‘‘ The attention of the colonel commanding
has been called to the fact that a great many officers are found
to remain in camp when their commands are at the front, and
he instructs me to ask whether they are sick, or are they absent
from the front without proper authority. The right is not
acknowledged for an officer to report himself sick. He must
be regularly excused by the surgeon. Regimental commanders
are charged with the duty of seeing that this is strictly adhered
to. At present we have but four (4) captains in the brigade
for duty, aside from regimental commanders, and these four (4)
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officers are no doubt required to perform the duty of several
others, who seize the slightest pretext for getting off duty.
Regimental commanders will see that this evil, if any such

exists in their commands, is at once checked.”’

August 17.—The camp of the brigade was removed and
established at a point half a mile further south—a more satis-
factory place, although not void of danger. In the evening
the Ninth went to the front line, relieving the Fifty-fifth
Pennsylvania and T'wenty-fifth Massachusetts regiments.

August 18.—A tremendous artillery duel, lasting over four
hours, occurred to-day.

August 19.—In the trenches. Heavy firing.

August 20.—Heavy fall of rain to-day, which, however,
does not interfere with the artillery firing.

August 27.—Struck tents this morning, and at four o’clock
in the afternoon the. brigade marched five miles, to support the
Ninth corps, which, however, remained inactive. The Ninth
relieved the Fifth, Seventh and Eleventh New Jersey regiments.
‘This was the first time the men of the Ninth had ever met
troops from our own state, but the exigencies of the occasion
precluded any ‘‘socialities’’—all being bent on business. The
lines of the opposing armies were so close at this point—not
exceeding twenty yards—that the piquets ‘‘stuck’’ their rifles
up-end in the ground, and sitting down together, engaged in
ceard-playing. There was no piquet-firing on our part of the
line during the night, thanks to the card-players, who, if they
had been permitted, would have ended the war right then and
“‘thar.”’

August 22.—Remained on duty with the Ninth corps,

August 23.,—The Ninth was moved two miles towards the
right, to relieve a negro regiment, which put the men in no
pleasant frame of, mind.

Colonel Stewart to-day issued the following circular: ‘‘In
pursuance of instructions from corps headquarters, regimental
commanders will cause to be posted in trees at prominent points
along the line, a few intelligent and reliable men, to observe
any movement of troops on the part of the enemy. ‘They will
instruct these piquets to be on the look-out, and listen at night,
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and have the enemy’s line of aéaé#is carefully watched; to notice
if it is taken away, or if their parapets are removed to make
openings for assaulting. The look-outs above referred to will
be made permanent, so that any one may ascend for the purpose
of observation.”’

This was a tiresome and dangerous duty, and yet more men
in the Ninth volunteered than could be accepted—love. of
adventure, perhaps, being the chief incitement.

August 24.—The following circular was issued to-day by
Colonel Stewart: ‘‘It is expected that the Eighteenth corps
will be relieved by the Tenth army corps this evening. Com-
mandants of regiments will send small squads of men intocamp
for blankets, tents, etc., when they will return to the pits, and
a like party will go in. This will be continued until the
regiment is in marching order, that we may take up the march
the moment we are relieved. The regimental teams will be
ordered up, and everything in readiness to move by dark. The
squads of men sent into camp will not be in such numbers as to
materially weaken the line.”’

The Ninth was relieved in the afternoon, and just before
midnight drew up in front of General Ames’ headquarters,
where it halted for several hours.

August 25.—Resumed march at daybreak, shortly afterwards
crossing the pontoon bridge over the Appomattox river, and
climbing Cobb’s Hill, formed line near General Butler’s head-
quarters, where a most joyous surprise awaited the dirt-begrimed
and bronze-faced veterans, being no less than the sudden and
unlooked for appearance of General Heckman, who had just
arrived from prison-pens in Dixie. General Butler, who accom-
panied the idolized commander of the old Star brigade—but a
remnant of which now remained—was deeply affected at the
manifestations of the war-worn veterans, whose love for their
old commander was passing strange. Many an eye was
dedimmed on this occasion that had known no such feeling
since the regiment left New Jersey in 1861. Cheer after cheer
rent the air as he reined up in front of the Ninth to address it,
and it was no wonder that his eye filled and his voice failed
as he looked along the thinned ranks before him. ‘The com-
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manding form of the noble Zabriskie was no longer seen at the
head of the Ninth; the faces of Lawrence, Harris and Carrell no
longer shone along the line ; Brown, Townley, Hawk, Burnett,
and many others, equally brave and true,-of the rank and file,
were disabled by wounds, while Kissam, Peters, Drake,
Hulsart, Bennett, Fadde, Hill, Gale, and other comrades whose
voices would have swelled that day’s welcome, were still
lingering in vile prison-pens. General Heckman would have
been other than he was had he not wept at the pathos of the
scene and the memories it evoked. But finding his voice at last,
he pledged himself, as the best evidence he could furnish of his
appreciation of their kindly reception, to use his best endeavors
to secure the return of the brigade to its old tramping-ground
in North Carolina; and with that, as a fresh gust of cheers
swept along the line, he waved his hat, and, sinking spurs into
his horse, dashed away—never again being permitted, by the
exigencies of the campaign, to look upon the Ninth in line.

The Ninth then proceeded on and halted near Redoubt
Zabriskie, and arms had scarcely been stacked when an order
arrived to hold itself in readiness to move. During the night

. there was a heavy rain-storm.

August 26.—Captain Appleget of Company A, received an
order to report at brigade headquartersas A. A.A. G. The
Ninth passed the night in the advanced works, where it was
kept busy.

August 27.—The regiment marched back to camp this
forenoon. :

August 28.—Colonel Stewart held a brigade dress parade
this afternoon—many soldiers witnessing the ceremony.

August 29.—In order to diversify the entertainment, the
Ninth was sent out on piquet in the evening.

August 30.—In the trenches—time passing heavily.

August 31.—The Ninth returned to camp this morning. In
the afternoon there was an inspection and muster, after which
the regiment went on piquet.

It was during this month that heavy rains fell almost con-
tinually, rendering the condition of the men very uncomfortable.
At times some of our piquets stood in water knee deep, and
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although it greatly added to their discomforts, not a murmur
was heard. On the contrary, every one appeared in the best
of humor, making the most out of the unpleasant and dangerous
situation.

September 1.—Regiment made its way back to camp this
morning. Colonel Stewart saddened the hearts of many officers
in his brigade to-day by issuing the following order: ‘‘ Here-
after officers’ certificates for whisky will be approved at these
headquarters—not to exceed one gallon per month to each
officer reported ‘present for duty,’ or ‘on duty.’ Regimental
commanders will act in accordance with this order in giving
their approval. The quantity required on each certificate must
be stated in ‘ gallons,’ ‘ quarts,’ etc.’’

September 2.—The Ninth remained in camp to-day—the
men spending most of the time in ‘‘skirmishing’’ about their
underwear and cleaning their rifles. Inspection in the afternoon
by Colonel Stewart.

September 3.—The Ninth marched out this evehing, and
occupied the outer works.

September g.—The Ninth this evening returned to camp.
During the night the Twenty-third and ‘'wenty-fifth Massa- :
chusetts regiments left and marched off towards Bermuda
Hundred, ex route, it was said, for happier hunting-grounds in
North Carolina.

September 5.—Captain Thompson of Company F, with a
detail of one man from each company in the Ninth, departed
for Norfolk, to obtain the knapsacks belonging to the men,
most of whom had been five months without a proper change
of apparel. Terrible lightning during the evening; many
declared they had never seen it approximated to. At times the
lightning was blinding, turning night into day.

September 6.—The Ninth was kept in the trenches until the
ninth.

September 9.—Captain Thompson and detail returned from
Norfolk, bringing all the regimental property that was
obtainable. Many trunks belonging to the officers, as well as
hundreds of the men’s knapsacks had been plundered of every-
thing valuable. The men were in no enviable mood on learning
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of the outrage, which, perhaps, accounts for the fact that they
were ordered out next day to listen to a dull sermon by a
member of the Christian commission.

September rz.—The Ninth was inspected to-day by Lieu-
tenant Edgett of the Twenty-third Massachusetts, and in the
evening religious service was held in camp by a member of the
Christian commission.

September r2.—In the trenches.

September 13.—Colonel Stewart held a brigade dress-parade,
after which he gave instructions for ‘‘ the bands to play all they
wish!’ The evening being lovely, the men walked about
camp, enjoying the season of rest, as they had not done before
in many long months. The waters of the Appomattox sparkled
like silver in the mellow rays of the bright full moon, affording
the more sedative ample food for reflection.

September r4.—In the trenches.

September r5.—Religious services by members of the Christian
commission. The following circular-order was issued by
Colonel Stewart to-day: ‘‘In pursuance of instructions from
corps headquarters, in case the enemy open fire with artillery
along this line to-day, the troops of this command will imme-
diately form line: The Ninth New Jersey Volunteers, will,
without further orders take position in the trenches, with its
right resting on Battery number five. The Fifty-fifth Penn-
sylvania will. form with its right resting on the Ninth New

_ Jersey, and the Twenty-seventh Massachusetts will form in line
of battle to the left and rear of the Ninth New Jersey, and be
ready to support either the infantry line or Redoubt Dutton as
necessity may demand.

September r6.—The Ninth received orders to prepare two
days’ cooked rations, and hold itself in readiness to proceed to
the old North State, which announcement at dress-parade, was
received with hearty cheers. It is consoling to know that the
Twenty-seventh Massachusetts regiment, is to go along, and
that ere the lapse of many days the old Star brigade will again
be united, even though its old commander is not permitted to
be present.

September 17,—The men of the Ninth were aroused at day-
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WORKS CONSTRUCTED BY THE NINTH AT BERMUDA HUNDRED.

 
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break, and after a hasty meal of coffee, hard-tack and salt junk,
it formed line and marched to Bermuda Hundred, where at nine
o’clock it embarked in the following order: Companies B, D,
F and I on steamer ‘‘ Utica,’’? and Companies A, C, E, G, H
and K on transport ‘‘Convoy.’’ Steamed away at ten o’clock,
and reached Norfolk early in the evening.

May I not say here that the fighting of the Ninth New Jersey
and the Star brigade in Virginia is ended? For one hundred
and twenty-four days the regiment had been almost con-
stantly under fire. Half that time it had occupied rifle-pits,
which it was death to leave or enter during the light of day.
The men had suffered from thirst, hunger, disease and wounds,
but had uncomplainingly performed every duty required of
them.

After loading certain supplies belonging to the Ninth at
Portsmouth and Norfolk, the two steamers proceeded to Fort
Monroe, where all the companies were transferred to the steamer
“United States.”

September r9.—Sailed for North Carolina this evening, the
men being in joyous spirits. Colonel’Stewart had been ordered
by General Butler to proceed to Newbern, via Hatteras, but as
the vessels could not cross the bar and enter the sound, and as
we had learned that yellow fever was epidemic at Newbern, he
took upon himself the responsibility of proceeding to Morehead
City. Before leaving Hatteras, however, Colonel Stewart gave
permission to Lieutenant Chapin Hunt of his staff, and an
orderly, to go to Newbern. Upon reaching Morehead City he
learned that both had been stricken with the fever, and that the
orderly had already died—Ljieutenant Chapin’s strong constitu-
tion alone saving his life.

September 20.—Arrived off Fort Macon during the night.

September 21.—It would be difficult to describe the joy of the
officers and men on arising from their crowded berths and going
on deck this morning. How familiar the scene—how pleasant
the surroundings. No booming of guns, save the sunrise gun
at Fort Macon, over whose walls floated in the gentle morning
breeze the beautiful flag which the Ninth aided in putting there
more than two years since. Beaufort lay quiet and apparently
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smiling on our right, while across the beautiful bay rested
Morehead City, the termini of the railroad, and its great steam-
boat wharf. How quickly ran through the minds of the men
countless scenes they had witnessed since leaving this hospitable
locality, and how pleasurable was the anticipation of a landing
and commingling with a people who had held them in esteem,
and who had regretfully witnessed their departure nearly a year
ago. Only one year ago—and yet this brief time seemed an
eternity to the living, as it had in reality proved to many who
had gone to that bourne from which no soldier ever returns.

At ten o’clock the good ship ‘‘ United States’’ steamed safely
over the bar and into the harbor—the boys in the fort on the
left, and citizens of Beaufort on the right, saluting us merrily
as our vessel continued on to Morehead, where a disembarkation
was promptly made. Several companies at once marched to the
old camp-ground above Carolina City, while the three remaining
companies remained to unload the stores. The One Hundred
and Fifty-eighth regiment New York volunteers, who had been
enjoying themselves at this post, were ordered to leave the camp
and proceed to the trenches around Petersburg, which they had
no relish for, but as a heavy rain-storm came up suddenly, their
debarkation was postponed for a day or two. Although the
men of the Ninth got a thorough drenching, being compelled
for want of shelter to stand in the open air, they had not one
word of fault to find, as they deemed any little discomfort of
this nature far more desirable than the occupancy of the bomb-
proofs and rifle-pits in front of Petersburg.

September 22.—The news of the Ninth’s arrival spread like
wildfire, and this morning the camp was overrun by citizens,
who came in from the surrounding country, bringing produce
and all sorts of good things, for which they could not be
induced, poor as they were, to accept pay. ‘The men hailed
the Ninth with extravagant expressions of delight, while many
of the fair ones, who had ever been treated with great respect
and politeness by the Ninth, did not consider it rudeness on the
part of the more venturesome Jerseymen if they indulged in a
salute with the lips. It was a happy reunion, but difficult to
decide who were the happiest—the men of the Ninth or the
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good people who had long ago put their trust in the Jerseymen.
In fact, it was too good to last very long.

September 23.—Colonel Stewart rejoined the regiment to-day
and assumed command, to the entire satisfaction of officers and
men, who, now that Heckman and Zabriskie had been lost to
them, were dissatisfied when he was absent. He was as popular
as either of his predecessors, and fully as devoted to the

_interests of the command, which never suffered under his mag-
nificent management.

September 24.—The One Hundred and Fifty-eighth New
York regiment ‘‘ vamosed the ranch’’ to-day, when the Ninth
took possession of its admirable quarters.

September 25.—It looked like old times to see the companies
of the Ninth engaged in drill, which, after the lapse of many
months, were resumed to-day. Company G was ordered to do
piquet duty on Bogue sound—a very agreeable occupation,
because, when not sleeping, the men could engage in pisca-
torial pleasures—the waters of the sound abounding in all
kinds of delicious fish. The regiment was inspected to-day.

September 26.—Our camp, located on a level plantation,
occupied the highest ground in the vicinity of Carolina City.
Bogue sound is completely overlooked, while the ocean, but
three miles away, is separated only by Bogue island, a desolate
place, inhabited by one or two poor families and thousands of
alligators and venomous snakes. Rattlers and mocassins were
not uncommon even in the vicinity of the camp, and almost
daily one or more were killed. The writer remembers visiting
a piquet post along the sound early one morning and finding
the corporal in command asleep, awakened him. He arose, but
not in the best of humor, and was muttering something about
not having been able to obtain sleep, when he drew his over-
coat from within the bough house, under which he had passed
the night, and giving it a shake turned out a rattler over three
feet long. Corporal Craig, that was his name, planted his
‘“governments’’ upon his snakeship and flattening out its head
said: ‘‘So you are the thing that kept me awake all
night, are you?’’ ‘The writer has, on more than one occasion,
seen villainous looking moccassins under the floor-boarded

 
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tent in camp, but never regarded them as pleasant com-
panions.

September 28.—Lieutenant-Colonel Curlis, whose leg had
sustained severe injury by his horse falling upon him, while on
piquet on the night of May twelfth, from the effects of which
he had not yet recovered, returned to the regiment to-day, not
being able to walk without the aid of crutches.

Sepiember 29.—Yellow-fever having broken out at Newbern,
great alarm was manifested. Although the authorities took
every precaution and used every preventative that sanitary
science could suggest, the scourge continued to rage with
violence. Many of the troops were attacked by it, but the
great majority of deaths occurred among the natives, nearly
two thousand of whom fell. The surgeons were unremitting
in their exertions, and faithful in the extreme, as is evidenced
by the sorrowful fact that no less than thirteen of their number
fell victims to the dread disease. All business in the city was
suspended—those who were able having left the place for a
healthier region. It was a season of gloom for all. Several
members of the Ninth, whose term of service had expired, and
who had stopped in the city to await the arrival of a steamer
to convey them to ‘‘God’s country,’’ as the north was then
called by soldiers, died of the disease—Corporal John S.
Parkhurst of Company K, and Sergeant Pulaski Hines of
Company G, being among the number. Young Parkhurst
received a ghastly wound in the head at the battle of Newbern,
and as he never recovered full articulation of speech, he was
detailed as bookkeeper in the general hospital at Newbern,
which position he held until the end of his three years’ enlist-
ment, his services being considered very valuable to the
department. He often expressed his sympathy for his comrades
in his regiment, who had to march and fight and suffer, while
he had a position that was free fromdanger. The thought that
he would die while thus pleasantly situated, and that many
companions of his boyhood days, who were constantly exposed
to manifold dangers, would survive him, never entered his
mind. Sergeant Hines, one of the handsomest and brainiest
fellows in the regiment, had served two years in the signal corps
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with Lieutenant Moffat, and was likewise esteemed for many
sterling qualities. Both were from Elizabeth.

“Yellow Jack,’’ owing to the prompt action of Colonel
Stewart, gained no foothold in camp—there being but one case
reported, but as misfortunes never come singly, anxiety was
further increased by the breaking out of small-pox in a negro
regiment, encamped a short distance from the Ninth. This
loathsome disease was fortunately confined to that command, a
cordon of guards being posted between the camps, and it would
have been worth a darky’s life had he dared venture to break
that barrier.

October rz.—The Ninth received its pay to-day—the first it
had had from the government in ten months. A paymaster
had attempted to pay the regiment in the trenches before
Petersburg, but he took a sudden departure, on hearing bullets
whiz about his ears, saying there was so much noise it disturbed
his ‘‘calculations.”’

October r2.—Companies I and K, under Captain Townley,
went up to the old barracks at Newport, to guard against a
threatened attack of the enemy.

October rg.—Captain Burnett, with Companies B and C,
relieved the two commands at Newport.

October 2z.—One hundred and eight men, whose original
term of enlistment had expired, left for New Jersey to-day
under command of four officers, to be mustered out. Colonel
Stewart, deeming it a fitting occasion to return the tattered
colors to the state, sent Color-Sergeant George Myers along to
present the relics of the Ninth’s prowess to the governor,
together with the following letter :

‘* HEADQUARTERS NINTH NEW JERSEY VOLUNTEERS,
‘“‘CaROLINA City, N. C., Oct. 15, 1864.
“To His Excellency, JOEL PARKER, Governor of New Jersey.

‘Sir :—I herewith have the honor to forward to you for safe keeping
in the archives of New Jersey, the national and state colors of the Ninth
regiment, New Jersey volunteer infantry. Three years ago they were
entrusted to our hands. How well we have performed that trust, our
past record will show. In every engagement they have been with us,
and battle-worn and bullet-riddled as they are, we can proudly look

upon them with the consciousness that not upon a single thread is there
the least speck of dishonor or shame.
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“At the expiration of original term of enlistment we now return
them to the authorities of the state, well assured that they will sacredly
cherish them as priceless relics of the brave men who have fallen, as
well as the most precious deposit of those who remain.

“Corporals Delaney, Company K; Hand, Company C; Hubner, Com-
pany A; Garthwaite, Company G; Smith, Company D, the bearers of
the state colors, were severely wounded while bearing it at the battles
of Newbern and Goldsboro, North Carolina, and Drewry’s Bluff, Cold
Harbor and Petersburg, Virginia.

“<Color-Sergeant George Myers has carried the national colors for
three years, and by singular good fortune his life has been spared, and
doubtless he has known no prouder day than that in which he safely
placed it in the capital of our state. Understanding it to be your inten-
tion to furnish the regiment with new national and state emblems, we
can only say we shall be gratified to receive them, and it shall ever be
our utmost endeavor to preserve them as unsullied as are those we now
place in your hands.

“«T have the honor to remain, your excellency’s obedient servant,

‘ JAMES STEWART, JR.,
“Colonel commanding.”

The departure of the solid three years’ men, whom no bounty
could induce to re-enlist, was the occasion of quite a demon-
stration. When drawn up in line, Colonel Stewart delivered
an eloquent address, paying them a high tribute for the faithful
services rendered by them on many fields of battle. As they
moved away towards the waiting train hearty cheers were given
by both parties—by those who were going home, as well as by
those who remained to see the war ended. The regiment parted
with these brave fellows with great regret, and well it might,
for no braver or better men ever belonged to the organization.
They had faithfully kept the agreement made with the govern-
ment in 1861, when ‘‘bounty’’ was an unheard-of thing. They
loved the country well enough to devote three of the best years
of their lives in its defence, and they had every right to return
home and receive the meed of praise from all true men of—
‘“Well done, good and faithful soldier, your patriotic services
entitle you to rest and the gratitude of all good citizens.”’

October 25.—Lieutenant-Colonel Curlis went to Newport bar-
racks to take command of the post.

October 31.—The Ninth was inspected and mustered to-day
by Colonel Stewart.

November r4.—Captain Atwill inspected the regiment, and
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after witnessing a drill expressed great pleasure at its appear-
ance and condition.

November 27,—Color-Sergeant Myers returned to-day, bring-
ing a handsome stand of new silken colors and a very compli-
mentary letter from Governor Parker, which was read to the
regiment at dress parade in the evening, when the flags were
unfurled for the first time.

Private John Newkirk of Company I, was united in mar-
riage to Miss Susan Moyer of Beaufort, Squire Ward of
Carolina City, performing the ceremony.

December 3.—The Ninth received orders to prepare rations
for three days, and be ready for a move, consequent upon which
there was an old-time bustle, officers and men seeming glad of
the proposed movement, as of late they had done nothing
except drill and perform camp-guard. ©

December 5.—Embarked on cars at seven o’clock, and two
hours later the Ninth was bivouacking upon its old camping-.
ground on the south side of the Trent river, awaiting the arrival
of a steamer to convey it to the scene of action, wherever that
might be. Of late many recruits had reached the regiment,
and with them the old members had much sport. At eight
o’clock in the evening Companies A, C, D, E and I marched on
board the gun-boat ‘‘Reno,’’ Companies B, F, H and K
embarking at the same time on the steamer ‘‘ Massoit,’’ and
shortly afterwards both vessels were heading down the Neuse
river.

December 6.— Along towards noon the steamers passed.
Roanoke Island, on the southern shore of which a garrison flag:
could plainly be seen waving in the sun’s bright rays. The
recruits evinced much interest in the scene before them,
and listened to the veteran members as they recited stories of
the fray which had taken place there nearly three years pre-
vious. Rumors prevailing on ship-board that the Ninth was
to land at Plymouth and make a raid into the interior, caused
intense joy among the men who had not had a chance to forage
in a long time.

December 7.—Anchored off Plymouth before daylight, and
landed at seven o’clock, the companies occupying vacant
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houses and barracks, the latter being especially unpleasant
owing to the prevalence of vermin—gray-backs—which roamed
about the premises at their own sweet will. The hull of the
ram ‘‘ Albemarle,’ blown up by the intrepid Cushing of the
navy, was an object of great curiosity to the men of the Ninth.

December 8.—Rations for four days were issued the men this
afternoon.

December 9.—The ‘‘ assembly ’’ was sounded before daybreak,
and at half-past five o’clock the Ninth was in line, as ready as
ever for a march or a fight. After proceeding outside the town,
it halted to await the arrival of the other commands detailed
to form the expedition, which consisted of the Twenty-seventh
Massachusetts, four companies of the Second Massachusetts
heavy artillery, and detachments from the Eighty-fifth New
York, Sixteenth Connecticut, One Hundred and First and One
Hundred and Third Pennsylvania, two companies of cavalry
from the Third and Twelfth New York, and Graham’s North
Carolina (Union) cavalry. Lieutenant Kille of Company I,
Ninth, was placed in command of Company D, Second Massa-
chusetts heavy artillery. The command of these troops had
been given to Colonel Frankle of the ‘‘ Second Heavy,’’ whose
limited experience in warfare illy fitted him for the responsible
position.

The column finally moved forward—the Ninth, as usual, with
the gallant Stewart at its head, in advance of the infantry.
Captain Graham, in command of the cavalry, encountered the
enemy’s horse, at Gardner’s bridge, and engaged them.
Finding himself outnumbered and likely to be outflanked,
Graham sent word to Colonel Stewart to ‘‘come up and brush
the butternuts out of the path!’ This request was
“nuts”? for Stewart and his warriors, and with a wild cheer
the Ninth rushed forward, dispersing the enemy like chaff
before the wind, and capturing a number of prisoners and the
bridge ere the disconcerted Confederates could apply the match
to the turpentine-covered structure. The experience of the
Ninth in taking positions of this character was invaluable on
this occasion, and the means of preserving valuable lives,
always lost by vexatious delays in attempting to dislodge the

 
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enemy by ‘‘ shooting them out.’’ A skillful, impetuous charge
is far preferable to a dilatory movement, and in this the Ninth
could not be excelled.

The ardor of the men was somewhat dampened by a heavy
fall of snow during the afternoon, which greatly added to their
discomforts, while the atmosphere was colder than any they had
experienced since leaving New Jersey, three years before.
Despite this unpleasantness the Ninth resumed the march and
before nightfall went into bivouac on a plantation near Foster’s
Mills. A heavy rain-storm had set in, and the men were
thoroughly drenched. ‘The heavy guns ofthe naval portion of
the expedition, shelling the shores on Roanoke river, could be
plainly heard in the early part of the night, during which the
gunboat ‘‘ Otsego’’ was blown up by a sunken torpedo.

December ro.—The weather continued stormy, and despite a
thick fog, the column advanced at seven o’clock, and two hours
later the Ninth was engaged in a bitter contest with Confed-
erates advantageously posted on the northern side of Foster’s
bridge. Colonel Stewart, seeing the futility of charging this
position, deployed his regiment, whose sharpshooters speedily
rendered it untenable, and when with his ever-watchful eye he
saw the Confederates preparing to retreat, sounded his well-
known battle-cry and dashed up the wet and soggy roadway,
followed by his men, and in a moment was in possession of the
coveted structure. ‘wo Jerseymen only were wounded in the
charge, so quickly had the act been performed. A number of
Confederates were captured in the chase—one of whom was
Lieutenant Treloir of the Sixty-eighth North Carolina reserves.
Colonel Stewart, learning that the mill contained a supply of
flour, and that there were a number of sheep, pigs and poultry
on the premises, hinted the fact to the boys, and within ten
minutes every man in the Ninth who had an appetite for that
sort of provender, was busily engaged in roasting a piece of
meat over fires hastily kindled. By the time the Jerseymen
had got through with their feast, the commander of the expe-
dition arrived with the remainder of the column. ‘‘I shust
guess,’ said he to Colonel Stewart, ‘‘ef you fellows keeps on
dis vay, and does all the fightin’ and all the eatin’, I may shust
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as vell let de rest of de troops go back home,”’ and he laughed
a broad laugh. In obedience to command, the men of the
Ninth, with well-filled stomachs, moved forward in the direction
of Williamston, and after marching three miles espied the
enemy on Biggs’s plantation. The Ninth and ‘Twenty-
seventh Massachusetts, under Colonel Stewart, made a dash for
the Confederates, who, deeming discretion the better part of
valor, took to their heels and ran away, so as to live and fight
some other day. Colonel Stewart ordered two field pieces he
had with him to shell the surrounding woods, which was
promptly done, and as no reply was elicited, the troops went
into camp—the Ninth well at the front, keeping the usual
watch and ward.

December 11.—The Jerseymen and their Massachusetts friends
fared sumptuously while on the Biggs plantation, which
recompensed them somewhat for the discomforts they were
experiencing. Every man had a surfeit of fresh-roasted pork
and poultry, and when in the middle of the afternoon the column
moved forward, all felt equal to any emergency that might
arise, for if there was anything else in the world the men of the
Ninth enjoyed in preference to marching and fighting, it was a
sufficiency of wholesome food and full stomachs. ‘The Ninth
and Twenty-seventh had no difficulty in forcing back the
daring Confederate horsemen who vainly labored to retard the
march of the little column. A number of them were very ven-
turesome, paying for their temerity with their lives—all that
they could offer for the cause in which they were engaged.
The fighting continued till darkness set in.

During the afternoon the Ninth’s skirmishers found a colored
man, who gave his name as ‘‘ Mose,’ hidden in the woods.
‘‘Mose,’’ overjoyed at the sight of ‘‘Lincum’s jubilee sojers,”’
as he called our men, was very communicative, and as he
appeared to be unusually intelligent for one of his race, he was
turned over to Colonel Stewart, to whom he gave much infor-
mation, which, if true, would be of great value to that officer
in his present movement.

The red December sun was still shining across the beautiful
plantations when Colonel Stewart ordered a halt, and as it sank
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in gorgeous splendor behind the distant purple hills in his front,
and the sombre shades of night fell upon the earth, the various
commanders gathered around a genial fire to decide upon future
operations. ‘‘ Mose’’ gladly offered himself as a guide, insisting
that he was thoroughly conversant with the country, and the
position occupied by the enemy. Colonel Stewart assured
““ Mose’ of a handsome reward in case of success, and of certain
death should he practice deception. At this conference (or
council of war) it was decided that Colonel Stewart, with the
Ninth New Jersey, Twenty-seventh Massachusetts and Battery
A, Third New Jersey artillery, (acting as infantry), should
endeavor to make his way to the enemy’s rear, while Colonel
Frankle, with the remainder of his force, was to advance upon
and hold the Cross Roads, to prevent the retreat of the Confed-
erates in case Colonel Stewart was successful in taking the
bridge.

It was ten o’clock when a bright silvery moon rose to cheer
the ‘‘ bloody invaders,’’ as they started on their hazardous
enterprise. From ‘‘ Mose,’”’ who was acting as pilot, and who
was admonished to keep conveniently near to Colonel Stewart,
had been ascertained that the only crossing was at a point three
miles away, and near where Butler’s creek empties itself into
the majestic Roanoke river. This crossing, ‘‘Mose’’ said, was
a mill-dam, constantly guarded ‘by sentries from Fort Branch,
located but five hundred yards distant. Colonel Stewart, who
had had considerable experience in flanking the enemy by
crossing mill-dams, feeling the utmost wariness to be necessary,
cautioned his men to muffle their canteens, cups and accoutre-
ments and move as silently as possible. On reaching a point
quite near the dam, Colonel Stewart halted his column, and
taking with him Sergeant Jacob L. Yeomans and Private
George A. Stout of Company H, he made his way to the dam,
which he carefully reconnoitered. Finding no sentries where
““Mose’’ had said they were always posted, Colonel Stewart
and his plucky companions emerged from the deep shadow in
which they had been standing, and crossed the dam, which
consisted mainly of logs floating about in the water.

Satisfied that the guards had been withdrawn, and that the
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dam could be crossed by his column without discovery, Colonel
Stewart retraced his steps over the treacherous and dangerous
floating bridge (for it was but little better), and again urging
the utmost prudence, commanded the column to follow him.
However perilous the proceeding, the men of the Ninth and
Twenty-seventh Massachusetts, with the batterymen, hesitated
not—they had never shrunk from the performance of any duty—
they would not, did not, falter now. With the stealthiness of
Indians, the little band of heroes grasped their rifles more
firmly, and moving out of the woods, were the next moment
cautiously yet fearlessly, crossing the dam. Gaining the
opposite side of the creek the men were quickly and noiselessly
formed in line, when Colonel Stewart, his face radiant with
pleasurable excitement, revealed the enemy’s situation, and
issued his instructions. He now knew that in order to gain
the road upon which the enemy were posted, it would be
necessary to move along inside the outer line of works which
had been constructed for the defence of Fort Branch, whose
frowning guns could be plainly seen a short distance away, and
within easy rifle range.

Colonel Stewart had meantime discovered a very strong
abattis, which it would be necessary to pass before the works
could be entered. He had no orders to assault the fort, and
nothing but the most pronounced success would justify his
departing from the orders he had received. If, however, the
enemy should discover their presence and open upon them,
the Unionists were to face to the right and make a rush for the
works. It was a picturesque sight—one calculated to inspire
every actor in the drama—as this little column in the awful
stillness of this bright, yet intensely cold night, hurried its way
towards the grim yet still silent iron-tongued monsters which
had long maintained watch over the river—its human defenders
little dreaming of the close proximity of men determined to
effect their capture, or die in the attempt.

On, on, the brave little band went, and as the spectral
procession glided noiselessly by the fortress, unnoticed by the
heavily muffled sentries who were distinctly seen slowly pacing
upon the ramparts, the cold, biting wind rendering them insen-
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sible to other scenes, each man felt that Providence was kindly
watching over him. ‘That the heart-beats of the men quickened
as they passed along under those monsters, ready to belch forth
death and destruction, goes without saying.

Colonel Stewart, who thus skillfully led his men beyond the
fort, and through a labyrinth of brushwood, only breathed
freely on reaching the main road. In an instant he sent
Company A, Captain Appleget, and Company I, Captain Charles
Hufty, over the road towards Butler’s Bridge, following them
closely with the remainder of hiscommand. ‘The boys of Com-
panies A and I had lots of sport in surprising and capturing
squads of the enemy, who were passing between the bridge and
the fort.

The Sixty-eighth North Carolina regiment was found to be-
encamped on the road, and as its heroes were slumbering
soundly, unmindful of affairs on this terrestrial, the boys made.
a rush for their quarters. So quietly and quickly was this
done that not a shot was fired, and before the drowsy North
Carolinians could realize the nature of the disturbance each was
told to consider himself a prisoner. Colonel Hinton, the com-
mandant, accompanied by his adjutant, returning to camp, was

-captured by Colonel Bartholomew of the ‘T'wenty-seventh,
while the adjutant graciously surrendered himself and his
blooded horse to Colonel Stewart, who was glad to find in the
animal a match for his horse ‘‘ Dandy Jim,’’ which he regarded
as a valuable acquisition to his stable. Alas! his term of
service in the Union army was exceedingly brief—being riddled
with bullets by his Confederate friends half an hour later.

Colonel Stewart, after capturing the camp of the Sixty-eighth
regiment, lost no time in reforming his column, at the head of
which he proceeded down the road in the direction of the cov-
eted bridge. Up to this moment no alarm had been given, and
everything augured well for the accomplishment of the end in
view. ‘The works constructed for the defence of the bridge were
but a quarter of a mile distant, and towards them Colonel
Stewart’s command was proceeding when a party of horsemen
were heard approaching. Dispositions were promptly made to
give them a warm reception, but one of their number, riding
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some distance in advance, discovering our column, shouted
“Blue Bellies, by !’? and quickly turning about, put
spurs to his horse, dashed back to his companions, who
retreated in haste.

Companies A and I of the Ninth, again in advance, pushed
forward in pursuit as rapidly as possible, keeping a close watch
ahead lest they fall into ambush—-the main column keeping
well up with it to afford such support as might suddenly be
found to be necessary.

Owing to a lack of information, and in ignorance of the
country, the movement of Colonel Stewart’s force was now
necessarily slow. ‘This gave the frightened Confederates time
to make good their escape, which they lost no time in doing,
by way of the Tarboro road. Colonel Stewart, feeling that
Frankle was on hand at the Cross Roads to intercept the
flight of the fugitives, kept his column well closed up, expect-
ing momentarily to hear firing, and thus satisfy himself that
the Confederates had readily fallen into the trap so skillfully
prepared for them. But no sound, other than the clattering of
retreating horses’ hoofs upon the frozen ground, reached him.
A horrible suspicion came upon him—Frankle’s force was not
where it ought to have been, and the bird had flown.

The works, covering the bridge, found to be deserted, were
quickly occupied by the Ninth, under Major Hufty, who was
ordered to hold the position, while Companies A and I were
directed to cross over and move forward and endeavor to open
communication with Colonel Frankle, or ascertain where he was.

Colonel Stewart, disgusted at the escape of the Confederates,
whose capture he had regarded as certain, (and which would
have been certain had Frankle kept his appointment), then
marched away with the Twenty-seventh Massachusetts, Third
New Jersey battery and Captain Graham’s cavalry, in pursuit
of the fleeing enemy. Finding it impossible to overtake the
Confederates, and fearing that the Ninth might be attacked by
forces from Fort Branch, he directed Colonel Bartholomew to
take a position and hold the road at all hazards, and galloped
back to the bridge. He was impatient to learn what had
become of Frankle, but still no tidings reached him. No

 
 

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wonder that he chafed at the delay, for he saw his brilliant
work thereby brought to naught. Notwithstanding the dangers
he had incurred, the fatigue and exposure his gallant followers
had been subjected to for many hours, his tiresome efforts were
rendered almost fruitless through the lack of a hearty co-oper-
ation on the part of the commandant of the expedition.

But the stealthy approach through the woods of a strong
regiment of Confederates from the fort being promptly
reported to him, Colonel Stewart sent Company K, Captain
Jonathan Townley, as skirmishers to engage it, the colonel
following with the Ninth as a support. Company K had
advanced nearly across the open space, separating the Ninth
from the woods in which the enemy was believed to be posted,
when it was assailed by a terrific shower of bullets.

‘‘ Aha! That’s the music!’ joyously exclaimed Colonel
Stewart, and away he bounded on the horse he had so recently
taken from the Confederate adjutant, followed on the run by
the Ninth. Seeing the valor of the approaching command,
the Confederates fired another volley, which killed Colonel
Stewart’s horse, and then facing about, retreated towards the
fort, behind which they had nothing to fear so long as the little
Union band was not reinforced, as it should have been long
since. Despite the strength of the enemy, and absence of the
Twenty-seventh Massachusetts, the Ninth dashed into the
woods and pursued the Confederates almost to the inner line of
earthworks fronting Fort Branch, killing a number and bringing
back several prisoners.

Had Colonel Frankle been in position at the Cross Roads, as
he had promised to be, the entire Confederate force, with its
guns, would have fallen into our hands. I dislike to criticise
his conduct, as his regiment—the Second Massachusetts heavy
artillery, from Lieutenant-Colonel Sprague to the humblest
private—was composed of excellent material, and as Colonel
Stewart said, ‘‘no better could be wanted by any competent
commander.’’ Under a soldier like Lieutenant-Colonel Sprague
the ‘‘Second heavy’’ would have found many opportunities of
distinguishing itself.

Had Colonel Stewart been entrusted with the command of
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the expedition, as all thought he should have been, Rainbow
Bluff, with its garrison and guns, would have fallen an easy
prey. But Frankle had an older commission, and rank in the
army invariably takes precedence, unless the ranking officer
acknowledges his incompetence, and resigns the command to
his junior, who was often his superior in all that goes to make
a soldier.

December 12.—The march being resumed at an early hour, it
was not long before the Ninth’s skirmishers again confronted
the enemy, quite a body of whom, some little distance ahead,
were acting in a strange manner. Under the belief that they
wished to give themselves up as prisoners, Major Hufty and
Captain Graham, a perfect dare-devil at all times and under all
circumstances, raised a kerchief, that had originally been white
in color, and went forward to meet them. ‘The Confederates
not only declined the proffered invitation, but informed the
Union officers that they themselves would never again reach the
Union lines, as a large force under Longstreet would speedily
intercept them. ‘This intelligence, in which there was not one
word of truth, so frightened the doughty Massachusetts colonel
that he immediately ordered the column to halt, and after a
brief rest, led it back over the same road on which it had
advanced. ‘The men rejoiced at this, as they had no hope of
accomplishing anything under the commander of the expedition.
The Ninth, in the retrograde movement, covered the rear, and
was more or less harrassed by the enemy, who had suddenly
become quite emboldened.

December 13.—Started at daylight, and after a very dis-
agreeable and fatiguing day’s march over wet and rough roads,
reached Jameston at sunset, where the Ninth bivouacked on a
plantation.

December rg.—Colonel Frankle, realizing that his expedition
was an inglorious failure, suddenly took it into his head to
attempt something in another direction, and with this in view,
called the various commandants together. One and all plainly
told him that nothing could now be accomplished, owing to the
severe weather and terrible condition of the roads. Besides,
more than six hundred men, who had started out with the
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expedition, were now incapacitated from service, owing to
wounds, frost-bite and blistered feet. This caused the com-
mander to again change his plans.

December 15.—The Ninth, at noon, embarked on the steamer
“John Faron,’’ which during the afternoon, landed them at
Plymouth, where the command occupied the quarters it had
vacated a week previous.

December 16.—Many of the horses and mules, captured at
much risk, were returned to parties who entered the town and
claimed them—the heart of the Massachusetts colonel being
more solicitous for the interests of strangers than for the comfort
and well-being of the brave men who had been compelled to
follow his incompetent lead.

December 17.—Some little excitement in the town consequent
upon rumors that a large force of the enemy is advancing from
the direction of Foster’s bridge, which had been rebuilt. A

- multitude of orders from the colonel commanding created much
fun, notwithstanding which the various commands held them-
selves in readiness to repel attack.

December 18.— Although this is set down on the calendar as
the Lord’s Day, there is no rest or religious service for the men,
who continue to manifest discontent at the impotency of affairs.
During the evening, several houses were consumed by fire, and
as the veterans of the Ninth New Jersey and T'wenty-seventh
Massachusetts were suspected of being dissatisfied with matters,
and ‘somewhat hostile to the commandant, the latter did not
hesitate to declare that members in these commands were guilty
of destroying the property.

December 19.—The men, supplied with half the usual quantity
of rations this morning, manifest their dissatisfaction in a man-
ner quite uncomplimentary to the chief of the expedition, who,
in his fear directs the guards to be doubled to prevent men
from leaving the town to forage. As but little or nothing
palatable was issued for the mid-day meal, and as many of the
men were suffering for the want of proper food, which should
have been at hand, Colonel Stewart and other commanders
threatened to give them permission to obtain needed supplies
outside the lines. This had the effect of bringing Frankle to a
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realizing sense of his condition, and, fearing for his personal
safety, he sent his quartermaster to the gun-boat ‘‘ Shamrock,”’
where coffee and hard-tack were readily obtained.

December 20.—The hearts of the men rejoiced to-day when
the steamer ‘‘Helen Getty’’ arrived with an abundance of
supplies of all kinds, and it’s well she reached Plymouth as she
did, for the men were in no mood to be longer imposed upon or
deprived of what they knew themselves to be entitled to.

December 21.—More orders—this time to be ‘‘ prepared for a
move.’? The weather continues intensely cold—the natives
declaring they had never before experienced such severity of
atmosphere. ‘The men of the Ninth clean and rebrighten their
rifles, which they are always very particular in doing when
there is a probability of engaging the enemy.

December 22.—After standing in line several hours, the
Ninth, with the Twenty-seventh Massachusetts and a detach-
ment of the ‘‘Second heavy’’ marched on board the steamer
‘‘John Faron,’’ while the Eighty-fifth New York and Company
A, Thirteenth New York Marine artillery, embarked on the
gun-boat ‘‘Ceres,’’ both steamers heading up the beautiful
Roanoke river. As darkness began to envelop the earth, and
as the shores were said to be lined with bushwhackers, the
“*Ceres’’ took the lead, but it was unmolested—the enemy
failing to put in an appearance. ‘The commander of a gun-boat
on piquet two miles above Williamston, informing Colonel
Stewart that a further advance in the darkness would be
“* sheer folly,’”’ the boats turned about and headed for James-
ton, where the men promptly landed and went into bivouac,
burning all the fence rails convenient at hand, in order to keep
from perishing with the increasing cold. It should be stated
that all tents had been left behind.

December 23.—Rumors prevailing of the advance of a large
force of the enemy, bridges crossing streams outside the place
were destroyed by fire to prevent anything like a surprise.

December 2g.—An order to re-embark was promptly obeyed,
and at four o’clock in the afternoon the ‘‘ Helen Getty’’ con-
veyed the Ninth and T'wenty-seventh Massachusetts back to
Plymouth, where the former quarters were re-occupied.
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December 25.—Christmas—the fourth Christian festival day
the men of the Ninth New Jersey had spent on the tented field
in the service of their country. As the regiment had ve-enlisted
for the war, which no other New Jersey regiment had done,
many of us wondered when the end would be—whether the
next would find them at home with the loved ones whom they
had hurriedly left in 1861. There was nothing in our sur-
roundings to remind us that the day had any special significance
—nothing to cheer the loneliness of our hearts—but some wag
embraced the opportunity while on piquet of composing a
poetical history of the expedition, which he dedicated to its
valiant commander.

December 26.—A cold and heavy rain-storm, which set in at
an early hour, added greatly to our discomforts, and made us
long for a return to the pleasant encampment we had left on the
left bank of Bogue sound at Carolina city.

December 27.—The re-appearance of the genial sun this
morning enlivened our hearts, and caused us to feel that life
was still worth struggling for, even under an incompetent
commander.

December 28.—The arrival of a mail-bag, containing affec-
tionate letters from home, with newspapers of uncertain date,
had much to do in relieving us of the ezzuz with which our
souls had long been afflicted.

December 29.—A company of the ‘‘Second heavy,’ with a
piece of artillery and a squadron of the Twelfth New York
cavalry, with the plucky .pioneers of the Ninth New Jersey,
who always had a fair share of dangerous work, were sent out
to Gardner’s bridge, where they found a detachment of North
Carolina junior reserves, who made off in double-time as they
saw the Union force advancing.

December 30.—Although the duties of the men are light, all
wish themselves back at Newbern.

December 3z.--Rumored that the Ninth is to proceed to Vir-
ginia. Even this will be preferable to the life it is now leading.
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1865.

January 1.—The first day of another year dawns unpleasantly
upon the command, the members of which, having no confidence
in the ability of the commander of the post, feel that the expe-
dition has been a ‘‘ wild goose chase,’’ and barren of results.
There is no semblance of a holiday here, but the quiet which
prevails affords ample opportunity for the men to speculate on
the probabilities which the year may bring forth. Of all the
New Jersey regiments which left the State in 1861, the Ninth
alone remains in the service, its shattered ranks having recently
been augmented by recruits, tempted by large bounties to serve
until the end of the war, which, however, all believe cannot
continue very much longer.

January 5.—The Ninth was inspected to-day, and as this
ceremony was generally regarded as being preliminary to a
move in some direction, the men breathed more freely.

January 6.—True enough. Move it is, and the usual bustle
ensues, consequent upon orders to be prepared for emergency.

January 7.—The Ninth embarked on the steamer ‘‘ Helen
Getty,’’ and after a pleasant sail anchored off Roanoke Island
just before darkness set in.

January 8.—Several hours being required to fill the bunkers
with coal from a schooner which came alongside our vessel, we
did not get away until noon, when we entered Albemarle sound,
across which we sped all the afternoon and evening, entering
the placid waters of the Neuse river, reaching and disembarking
at Newbern at an early hour on the following morning.

January 9.—The anxiety of the men of the Ninth to escape
from the command of a man totally unfit for the position assigned
him was so great that boisterous cheers were given when the
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train rolled away towards our old stamping-ground at Carolina
City, which we safely reached at noon.

January ro.—\,ieutenant-Colonel Curlis of the Ninth, who
had commanded the post at Newport, returned to Carolina City
and assumed command of the Second North Carolina Union
volunteers.

January rz.—The Ninth resumed its drills and dress parades,
greatly to the satisfaction of the men, who had recovered from
the fatigues incurred on the recent profitless expedition to
Rainbow Bluff.

January r4.—First Lieutenant J. Madison Drake of Company
K, captured at Drewry’s Bluff, Virginia, on the sixteenth of
May, rejoined the regiment, having effected his escape from the
Confederates by jumping from a train while zz ‘¢ransitu to
Columbia, South Carolina, whither he was being transferred,
with six hundred other officers from Charleston, October sixth.
Lieutenant Drake had for his companions on his remarkable
journey to Knoxville, Tennessee, Captain Harry H. Todd,
Eighth New Jersey ; Captain J. EK. Lewis, Eleventh Connecticut,
and Captain Alfred Grant, Nineteenth Wisconsin volunteers.
Forty-nine days were required to make the tramp, pronounced
by all to be the greatest made by any prisoners during the
war. Lieutenant Drake, who was heartily greeted by Colonel
Stewart, and all the officers and men, was promoted to the
captaincy of Company K, but he declined muster, owing to
physical ailments—frozen feet, hemorrhoids and general debility.
Colonel Stewart, who insisted upon Drake remaining with the
command until the glorious end, offered him the position of
quartermaster, which would relieve him from foot service, but
feeling that he could be of no further service in the army, Drake
asked for his discharge, which, however, was not granted him
until the thirteenth of April following, making his term of
service within a fraction of four years.

January 2r.—Jjeutenant J. E. McDougall of Company A,
acting-quartermaster at Beaufort, was united in marriage to
Miss R. K. Johnston of that place.

January 22.—Religious services were held in the large
hospital tent this afternoon.
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January 24.—Colonel Stewart assumed command of the
troops in the district of Beaufort.

January 29.—The Ninth was reviewed by General Palmer,
who expressed his delight at the superb condition of the camp,
and the magnificent discipline and marching of the command.

February r.—Companies B, E, H and I, with three days’
rations in haversack, and sixty rounds of ammunition per man,
proceeded to Newport barracks.

February 2.—Colonel Stewart arrived at the barracks at an
early hour with Captain Graham’s cavalry company and a
howitzer battery, when a start was made for the interior, under
the guidance of two members of the Second North Carolina
volunteers. By dark the column had reached Adams’s creek,
distant thirty-one miles, where it went into bivouac.

February 3.—Colonel Stewart informed his command that
this section had been reported to him as being infested with
guerrillas and deserters, whom it was desirable to ‘‘ capture,
kill or disperse.’’ Accordingly, at daybreak Companies B, E
and H crossed over to Hard’s Island, where a tiresome and
fruitless search was made—Company I, Lieutenant J. C.
Bowker, remaining behind as a reserve force. ‘The recall was
sounded late in the afternoon, and before darkness enveloped
the earth, the Ninth was reunited on the left bank of the creek,
where it passed a wearisome night—nothing occurring to relieve
the monotony.

february g.—Started at an early hour upon the return,
reaching Newport barracks without any exciting adventure
shortly before midnight.

february 5.—The companies of the Ninth returned to camp
at Carolina City, and attended interesting religious services in
the afternoon.

february 6.—In anticipation of hard service in the early
springtime, the Ninth was kept quite busy drilling, not as
punishment, but to harden the muscles of the men, and to give
them needed exercise—a duty, too, they always appreciated, as
something new was learned by them each day, so thoroughly
were the tactics imparted.

February 1z.—Company G, which had been on pleasant
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piquet duty further up Bogue sound, greatly to the regret of
its members, who had grown fat on clams, fish and other good
things afforded by water and land, rejoined the regiment to-day,
having been relieved by a company of the Seventeenth
Massachusetts.

february 19.—The Ninth was inspected to-day—the officer
detailed for that duty complimenting the command upon its
proficiency in drill and tidiness.

february 22,—Birthday anniversary of him who was “‘ first
in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his countrymen,”’
in honor of which salutes were fired at Fort Macon, and drills
declared off for the day, affording the men ample opportunities
for bathing, etc.

February 28.—The Ninth was mustered for pay to-day—a
ceremony that officers and men always felt equal pride and
interest in.

March t.—The frequency with which couriers of late had
visited camp admonished the men to be ready for another move.
Inspections and reviews, under officers anxious to bring the war
to a close, were regarded as precursors of a march, if not a
battle.

March 2.—True enough! Orders were issued this forenoon to
have three days’ rations cooked, and be in readiness to march.
Consequently there was much bustle, and a thousand conjec-
tures as to the probable destination of the command.

March 3.—Busy day. ‘Tents were taken down, and knap-
sacks, surplus stores and luggage packed and removed to
Beaufort for storage, under the direction of Lieutenant Drake.
The camp, which, a few hours previous, had been so pretty
in its cleanliness and symmetry, now presented an untidy and
desolate appearance—the stockades alone standing, reminding
one of ruin and devastation. Would the Ninth ever again
occupy this tenting-ground, whose memories were so dear, was
a question that none could solve. Here the men of the Ninth,
while recuperating their energies, had spent their pleasantest
days in the service, and while they regretted to leave the
delightful spot, around which so many happy experiences and
associations clustered, all felt it a bounden duty to aid to the
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utmost in the restoration of the government’s supremacy in
every part of the land. Although the Ninth had done its full
share of fighting and marching for more than three years, its
members drenching ensanguined fields in three states with their
blood—yet they eagerly looked forward to honors to be won in
the campaign now about to be opened by them.

March 4.—A heavy rain-storm set in at an early hour, and
as the men were without covering, their condition was far from
being agreeable, most of "them being thoroughly soaked
before the train arrived to convey the command to Newbern,
whither it had been ordered to rendezvous, which place they
did not reach until after nightfall. The Ninth was heartily
cheered as it moved, with its old-time swinging step, through
the town ez voute to Batchelor’s creek, where it arrived at
midnight to the great joy of the troops already assembled there.

March 5.—Aroused at an early hour, and taking a hurried
breakfast, the Ninth was marching before daylight along the
railroad, halting after the meridian hour at Cove Creek, where
it was brigaded with the Eighty-fifth New York, Twenty-third
Massachusetts, four companies of the Second Massachusetts
heavy artillery and Battery C, Third New York artillery, com-
manded by General Harland.

March 6.—Everything being in readiness, the army moved
forward at six o’clock this morning—the Ninth New Jersey, as
had always been the case, having the post of honor and danger
—the advance, a position which had been accorded it in every
department in which it had served. Colonel Stewart, who was
more familiar with the country than any man in the column,
kept up with his skirmishers, (a /a Heckman, ) to see what was
going on, and be in readiness to take advantage of anything in
the situation that might present itself. The army which fol-
lowed in the wake of the Ninth had every confidence in itself,
all: being cognizant of the ability of the Jerseymen to save them
from an ambuscade or disaster. With their deadly rifles ata
‘‘trail,’’ the skirmishers of the Ninth moved forward cautiously,
yet briskly, keenly watching every wind-moving branch, and
fully prepared for any emergency that might arise. But the
long and uneventful day passed without meeting the enemy,
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and when the tired warriors of nearly one hundred engagements
threw themselves upon the wet and chilly heath that evening,
many of them wondered what the morrow would bring forth.

March 7.—There was some delay in getting started this
morning, owing to the failure of the wagon-train to get up well
at the front, because of the obstructions in the roadway. At
nine o’clock, however, four companies of the Ninth deployed
as skirmishers, closely followed by the remainder of the
regiment, resumed the forward movement, the men in unusually
cheerful spirits owing to the prospect of speedily engaging the
enemy, of whom there were everywhere abundant signs. It
was not, however, until the Ninth had reached a point within
five miles of Southwest Creek, that it received the first salutation
from the Confederates. ‘The skirmishers promptly replied, and
after a sharp duel, rushed forward with a yell, driving the
enemy within their works. ‘The remainder of the regiment
came up on a run, and opened at short range, but the
‘‘Johnnies,’’ who were in strong force, admirably entrenched,
not only refused to vacate, but promptly sent back their
compliments in the shape of shot and shell, which had the
effect of making the Ninth act with circumspection. Covering
themselves as best they could, the men of the Ninth, with no
thought of a retrogade movement, continued the engagement
until darkness put an end to further operations, and held the
position until next morning. It was just as the beautiful sun
was sinking behind the hills in front, that the Ninth sustained
the loss of a gallant officer—Captain Charles Hufty—who, in
looking after the safety of his men, offered himself as a
prominent target for the Confederate sharpshooters. Desperately
wounded, he bade his men ‘‘stand fast,’’ and made his way to
the rear, where, although he received every attention from
Surgeon Gillette, he lingered in agony until the fourteenth
instant, when he departed for that bourne from which no soldier
was ever known toreturn. Death in ‘‘Charlie’’ Hufty got a
shining mark, to the intense grief of the regiment.

March 8.—Colonel Stewart, who slept not during the night,
satisfied that the enemy was in strong force, and preparing to
make a sortie when daylight came, so reported to General John
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D. Cox, in command of the corps—the Twenty-third—where-
upon the Ninth was quietly withdrawn nearly three-quarters
of a mile, where a line of battle had been formed. Colonel
Stewart, whose advice was of great value and always acceptable,
suggested that entrenchments be thrown up at once, and this
was accordingly so done. As no work of this character had
been anticipated, no picks or shovels had been brought along,
and the absence of these tools necessitated the substitution of
other means. ‘The New Jerseymen had been in the same kind
of a scrape before—at Cold Harbor and before Petersburg—and
the experiences gained there proved of incalculable benefit to
them on this occasion, and the order to ‘‘ throw up some dirt,”’
had scarcely been passed along the line, ere they were digging
with knife, fork, bayonet and tin plate for all that these
articles were worth. The Ninth occupied a position on
Tilghman’s plantation, in the center of the line of battle,
supposed to be most accessible to attack. For some reason the
‘Confederates failed to emerge from their works during the day,
thus losing their only opportunity to attack with advantage.
The odds would have been against the Union force had the
enemy made a sortie at any time during the day. For their
gracious forbearance, the Unionists, who were laboring with
might and main to complete their works, were devoutly
thankful. When the sun went down, late in the afternoon,
the ‘‘ ruthless invader,’ happy in contemplating what had been
accomplished in so short a time, and under such adverse
circumstances, stood there bold and defiant, and anxious for a
visit.

March 9.—Not a sound broke the suspicious stillness of the
forenoon, leading many to wonder whether the Confederates
had retreated, but this suspicion, however, was ruthlessly dis-
pelled shortly after noontime by the discharge of artillery and
the wild and peculiar yell of the Southerners, who had assailed
the extreme left of our line, resting on Wise’s fork. In an
instant every man was upon his feet, with rifle in hand, ready
to perform any duty required of him. “ Double-quick the
Ninth to the extreme left,’’ said General Cox to Colonel
Stewart, whose handsome face instantly lighted up as of old, as
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he led the boys on a lively run across the field to the sound of
the firing. There was no need for such haste, as the regiments
on the left were giving and taking, but despite their desperate
duties they cheered the ‘‘Old Ninth’’ in an enthusiastic
manner as it took a position where the red volleys came
thickest and nighest. ‘‘ This is real fun,’’ said Colonel Stewart
to Captain Hopper, after the Ninth had dropped down behind
the works and got nicely to work. ‘‘Yes,’’ responded Hopper,
who was never known to smile in battle on account of the
business in hand, ‘‘the Ninth never had a softer thing than
this, for it’s generally had the outside, which is not near so
pleasant.’’ ‘‘You’re right, Ben,’’ answered the jovial colonel,
who filled and lighted his prodigously large meerschaum in
order to contemplate with more satisfaction the brilliant work
his men were doing. ‘The Confederates kept up a steady fire
until dusk, when, finding their efforts to penetrate that
portion of the Union line to be futile, they fell back under cover
of a heavy woods, carrying their dead and wounded with them.
The Southerners had fought with great spirit, several com-
mands showing a wanton recklessness in attempting to gain
possession of the Union works, from the top of which constantly
blazed the unerring rifles of six hundred Jerseymen who had
never but once turned their backs to the foe. The Ninth
suffered some, of course, but the covering afforded by the
works, something they had not been used to, gave them great
satisfaction. Late in the afternoon the Ninth returned to its
original position.

Just as darkness was setting in, Captain Ben. W. Hopper was
directed by General Palmer to proceed with his Company (FE)
to a schoolhouse, three-fourths of a mile distant, and there
establish a line of piquets. Although Captain Hopper knew a
battalion would be none too strong for the duty which had been
imposed upon his small and worn-out command, he promptly
obeyed the order, and on reaching the point designated by the
general, become fully satisfied that it was one of extreme danger.
Fight, as he knew his men would, he could not hope to suc-
cessfully resist the entire Confederate army, which lay massed
but a short half mile beyond. But this gallant officer, who had
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risen from the ranks by merit alone, complained not. On the
contrary, after carefully examining the schoolhouse and
adjacent woods, with a view of getting a proper lay of the
country, he posted Lieutenant Amos H. Evans and four men
in the most dangerous spot, and established posts through the
woods to a fence that had been designated to him by the general.
By the time he had concluded this work darkness had enveloped
the earth, which made traveling not only difficult but danger-
ous. Captain Hopper, who always attended to important
matters himself, desiring to ascertain whether his men
thoroughly understood his instructions, left the remainder ot
his compariy in charge of his brother, Lieutenant Henry
Hopper, and started to visit the posts he had but a few minutes
before established. He had walked a considerable distance
without hearing a sound, not even the twitter of a bird, when
an unpleasant suspicion struck him. But no, his men could
not, would not, have been captured without making a noise of
some kind. Perish the thought! He had failed to take the
right direction—that was all. Retracing his weary steps to the
reserve, which he found without difficulty, he cautioned his men
to be unusually vigilant, and again started along his line, his
heart weighed down with suspicion. It was only when he had
regained the immediate vicinity of the school-house, where he
had left Lieutenant Evans and a squad of his best men, who
were now missing, that he became satisfied he had been out-
witted—that his men were ez voute to a prison-pen. Most men,
under such circumstances, would have lost no time in rejoining
their commands, but Captain Hopper wasn’t made that way,
and he determined to ascertain something about the position
and strength of the Confederates. This was a difficult task,
but the captain did not relax his efforts until he had learned alk
that was possible, when he returned to his command, from
which he sent information to the commanding general, and set
to work in the awful gloom and dangers of those woods to
rectify the alignment, on which he kept watch and ward until
daylight next morning.

March ro.—The Confederates, in no pleasant mood after
their repulse, gave vent to their ire by almost constant firing
A DiscovERY BY THE NINTH’s ‘‘BUMMERS.”’ 279

during the night, their artillerymen lending a helping hand by
sending an occasional shell over into the Union embattlements.
While this did no great damage it had the effect of preventing
our men (and their own, too, for that matter,) from obtaining
needed sleep and rest. Early this morning the enemy in strong
force renewed its attempt to capture the Union works, and
although the Southerners fought with desperation and valor,
they failed to dislodge the boys in blue, who stood like a wall
of granite behind the dirt and logs they had providentially
thrown up in anticipation of just such an onslaught as had
been made upon them. A dozen times did the Confederates
advance in solid phalanx to within short range of the Union
Kine, and as many times did they waver and stagger back to
their covert in the heavy woods. Our men, confident of their
ability to repel the host, were calm and collected, and being
admirably posted, embraced their advantages, and fired with
deadly effect, the slaughter of their impetuous enemies being
terrible. The Ninth, owing to its exposed position, lost quite
heavily during this engagement. There was no firing during
the night—the Confederates evidently having no desire to con-
tinue a conflict in which they had been worsted. The men of
the Ninth, who had had but little rest since starting, regretted
not the awful stillness which prevailed along their front, as it
afforded them the coveted opportunity of obtaining sleep, of
which they stood much in need.

March 1r.—Early this morning some of the Ninth’s ‘‘ bum-
mers,’’ enterprising fellows who were abroad seeking chickens,
potatoes, etc., discovering that the Confederate works covering
Southwest Creek had been abandoned, promptly returned and
so reported to Colonel Stewart, who asked permission to push
forward his regiment in pursuit. As the commanding general
was waiting to hear from the gun-boats, which he knew must
be near at hand on the Neuse river, he withheld the Ninth
from crossing the creek. The day was spent in burying the
bodies of the slain—eight hundred and more being Confed-
erates, and seventy-one being defenders of the ‘‘old flag.’
During the afternoon heavy firing was heard far off to our
right, and in the evening rockets sent high into the air revealed
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to the Union general the presence of the anxiously-awaited
gun-boats.

March r2.—Sunday, so the calendar informs us, but the
surroundings are far removed from sanctity. ‘The commanding
general takes everything philosophically, and seems to be in no
hurry to continue the advance which began so auspiciously.
But as the corps has every confidence in his ability, and every
man believes that success is certain to crown their efforts, they
patiently bide their time, and good-naturedly overlook the
seeming unnecessary delay—sometimes (as at Drewry’s Bluff,)
fatal—sometimes otherwise.

March 13.—No sign of a movement,, which is very dis-
couraging to ‘‘Jake’’ Ralfe of Company E, and ‘‘ Ed.”
Vantilburg of Company D, the best known and most skillful
foragers in the regiment, both of whom are pining away because
of the innocuous desuetude in which they find the Ninth
placed.

March rg.—At sunrise the troops were ordered to be ready
to march, but it was nine o’clock ere the word was given
Colonel Stewart to advance with the Ninth, which promptly set
out with a light yet steady step. The truly formidable works
which the Confederates had vacated were a source of wonder
to our boys, who expressed surprise that they should so readily
have been given up. ‘These works had been defended by
seventeen pieces of artillery, which, however, were removed
by the Confederates when they made their retrogade movement.
Noontime found the Ninth “New Jersey within sight of Kins-
ton, but as the bridge across the Neuse river had been
destroyed, (as had been done in the same spot in December,
1862), the Jerseymen halted to await the arrival of the column.
After an hour’s rest, the Ninth, followed by the corps, continued
the march, by way of a road leading to Whitehall on the right
bank of the river Neuse, and before darkness set in the column
went into bivouac for the night some three miles southeast of
Kinston.

March 15.—A heavy rain drenching the troops to the skin,
no forward movement was attempted until the middle of the
afternoon, when, pontoons having been thrown across the
WHAT THE ‘‘JOHNNIES’’ PLANTED. 281

Neuse river, the Ninth New Jersey again commenced the
advance. ‘he left bank of the river was lined with formidable
works, but, fortunately for the invaders, were undefended. As
the rain continued flooding the roads, and as the artillery and
wagon train moved with difficulty, the column halted for the
night a little beyond the town of Kinston, near the spot
occupied by the Ninth in December, 1862. Kinston had
suffered some from the fire of our artillery the previous day,
Masonic hall, particularly, being badly shattered. But few of
the inhabitants remained in the town, having deserted the place
some days previous.

March 16.—The storm continuing to rage with violence, the
troops remained where they had stopped—the situation being
decidedly unpleasant and disagreeable. During the night,
however, the rain ceased falling, when, the wind veering to the
northwest, it became clear and bitter cold.

March 17.—At daybreak the troops were set to work throwing
up dirt, and before sunset strong entrenchments afforded security
against any attack that the enemy might suddenly make.
While digging about the town, torpedoes, imbedded in the
earth, were discovered. ‘The missiles had been ‘‘ planted’’ so
that when any weight, exceeding seven pounds, pressed upon
them, an explosion would surely follow. The horse of a
cavalryman stepping upon one of these shells, exploded it ; the
animal was killed, the rider fortunately escaping with a wound
on his leg. It is understood that the Ninth, having performed
most of the work in the march from Newbern to Kinston, is to.
remain here for garrison duty.

March 18.—The Ninth was inspected to-day—the command
making a good showing. -

March r9.—The Ninth, routed out before daybreak, was
formed in line at five o’clock, shortly after which it took up the
line of march—Colonel Stewart having command of the newly-
organized brigade, consisting of the Ninth New Jersey,
Twenty-third Massachusetts, ‘Twenty-fifth Massachusetts,
Twenty-seventh Massachusetts and HEighty-fifth New York
volunteers. After reaching the earthworks, east of the town,
the regiment received rations for three days, and sixty rounds
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of ball cartridges per man, after which the advance into the
interior was continued.

March 20.—The weather, heretofore disagreeable, is now
delightful, rendering marching exercise pleasant. About noon-
time the Ninth crossed the railroad at Jones’s crossing, and
shortly after went into bivouac, having marched sixteen miles
since daybreak—distance enough, certainly, for a command
that must stand the brunt of a battle certain to occur within
the next twenty-four hours, if there is any fight left in the
Confederates.

March 21.—A_ heavy rain fall during the night, and although
the roads were wet and heavy, the column started at an early
hour—the Ninth leading, its strong line of skirmishers being
on the alert for the enemy, who were momentarily expected to
put in an appearance. Shortly after noon the sun came out in
splendor, seeming to smile on our undertaking. As the regiment
marched slowly, to accommodate the troops following, the
Jerseymen did not suffer for the good things of this life, many
of them being burdened with hams, flour, chickens, etc., upon
which they contemplated feasting when a halt was ordered.
Although Goldsboro was but a few miles distant, nothing of
the enemy had been seen during the forenoon—their absence
being a matter of much speculation. It was only when the
Ninth came within view of Weptown that the Confederates
showed themselves. As the force in front appeared to consist
of cavalry, a regiment of Union horsemen galloped to the front
and speedily put the enemy to flight. At Weptown a force of
infantry checked our cavalry, when the Ninth rushed forward
with a yell, and the place was ours. The Confederates fled in
every direction, leaving their wounded behind.

The men of the Ninth no sooner saw the spires in Goldsboro
than they gave expression to their patriotic feelings by hearty
cheers, then double-quicked it until almost out of breath. They
were already marching into the city when a flag of truce, borne
by Mayor Privett and Constable George Murray, was met.
The mayor, in surrendering the place to Colonel Stewart, said
it gratified him to perform that duty to New Jerseymen, whom,
he knew, would protect the citizens, and save -their property
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from pillage. ‘‘ We come to restore the old flag—not to steal,’’
replied Colonel Stewart, who at once led the Ninth to the court-
house, upon the roof of which Sergeant George Myers speedily
stood, waving his tattered colors in the gentle breeze which
prevailed. The Ninth was promptly deployed, and within half
an hour after its entry into the town was patrolling the streets
as quietly and naturally as if it had been doing provost duty
there for a month. As the long column of troops marched
through the place they made the welkin ring with cheers—the
Ninth New Jersey coming in for a large share of their hitherto
pent-up enthusiasm.

In fact, the men in many of the regiments could hardly
believe that the town had been taken, so quietly and effectually
had the task been accomplished. Surgeon Gillette had no
sooner entered the city with Colonel Stewart than he galloped
off with Hospital Steward Wade to find a proper building in
which to care for the sick and wounded being brought along
in wagons. Dr. Gillette, always with an eye to the useful, as
well as the beautiful, selected the large brick building, hereto-
fore used as a seminary for young ladies, which was quickly
fitted up for the accommodation of the unfortunate ones.

Just before dark the advance of Sherman’s army reached
Goldsboro, and as the ‘‘ bummers’’ marched off to the locations
assigned them, enthusiastic cheering took place.

March 22,—Sherman’s army continues to arrive—most of the
men presenting a sorry sight, so far as uniforms go—no two of
the men, apparently, being dressed alike. A large freight and
storehouse near the depot were destroyed by fire to-day—
vindictive citizens, who had been too cowardly to fire a gun in
defence of the place, having fired the structures.

March 23.—By noon to-day the last of Sherman’s army of
sixty thousand men had passed through the town to canton-
ments beyond. In the afternoon the general rode about the
place, visiting most of the camps, the men of both armies
giving him a cordial greeting. He wore a shabby uniform,
and as he put on no airs, he took with the ‘‘boys,’’ as he
familiarly called them.

March 24.—Sherman’s westerners, when they came into the
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town, wanted to paint things red, but the orders and discipline
of the men of the Ninth New Jersey did not permit conduct of
this character, whereupon the Jerseymen were twitted as
‘‘white-gloved soldiers.’ A number of the ‘‘ bummers,’’
having a contempt for men whose hands were covered with
white gloves, got into trouble and the lock-up by attempting
to do as they pleased—the Jerseymen having seen too much:
service and knowing their duty too well to permit themselves
to be imposed upon, even by those heroes who had been on a
picnicking march from ‘‘ Atlanta to the sea.”’

March 25.—The railroad having been rebuilt from Newbern,
a train arrived from that place to-day, to the great joy of the
men, who needed clothing and shoes. As a rumor prevailed
that the Ninth was to be relieved from provost duty, a petition,
signed by all the citizens, praying for its retention, was pre-
sented to the commanding-general to-day. The petition recited
that ‘‘the Ninth New Jersey regiment by its long sojourn in
North Carolina, and the acquaintance of its perfectly disciplined
members with the habits and peculiarities of our citizens,
qualifies it for the duties to which it was assigned upon its
victorious entree into the place.”’

March 26.—Several trains, laden with needed supplies,
arrived from Newbern to-day. ‘Three or four of Sherman’s
“‘bummers,’’ while stealing from neighboring plantations,
were shot and killed to-day. After this the foragers acted with
wariness.

March 27.—A number of sutlers from Newbern, confident of
realizing fortunes within a week, came up and exposed their
goods for sale to-day. Some of them made money—others lost
their all.

March 28.—A\l the troops in the city moved out to encamp-
ments in the open country this forenoon—the buildings being
needed for business and storage purposes. The ‘‘Zoyal State
Journal,’’ published by Corporal Charles Hinton of Company
K, Ninth New Jersey, made its appearance to-day. As the
supply of paper, which ‘‘ Charlie’’ found on hand when he took
possession of the office was exceedingly limited, he printed the
edition on wall-paper, stripped from houses in the neighbor-
  

PRIVATE EDMUND J. CLEVELAND, PRIVATE HENRY HOUGHTALING,

Company K. Company K

 

CAPT J MADISON DRAKE,

Company K.

  

CORP’L WILLIAM J. DORAN, PRIVATE THEODORE DENMAN,

Company K. Company K.
AN OLD RELIC. 285

hood. Among the cuts which the corporal found in the office
was the following, which he presented to the author:

 

Mr. Charles Hinton of Company K, publisher of the Athens
(Pa.) Gazette, (1888), furnished us with the following :

As the Ninth regiment neared Goldsboro, which had once
before (1862) been our objective point, I was sent down a by-
road to act as a vidette, remaining in solitude, with no companion
except my rifle, until I was recalled, when, seeing the Ninth’s
skirmishers far in advance, I hastened across the fields and fell
in with them, anxious to be among the first to enter the town,
which I knew could not be very far ahead. We kept the
“Johnnies’’ on a lively run, and, owing to the excitement ot
the chase, were in the streets of Goldsboro before we knew of
it. As I dashed up a street my attention was riveted upon an
ancient sign—‘‘ Printing office,’’ which caused me to enter.
As neither the proprietor, foreman or even the devil, appeared
to welcome me, I concluded to take possession and resume labor
at my trade—that of a printer. I applied to Lieutenant-Colonel
Hufty of the Ninth, who had been appointed provost-marshal,
for permission to occupy the office and conduct the printing
business, which request he promptly granted. My unexpected
capture having been duly legalized, I looked about for some
printer to assist me, as I knew from the state in which I found
the presses and materials to be in, that I would make but little
progress under the conditions which existed in the establishment.
I thought of Henry Houghtaling and Henry Cook of my
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company, the only type-setters I knew of in the regiment, but
they had served three long years and were at home; but before
night I learned that among those who had joined Company I
in the early part of 1864 was a rapid compositor named Edward
L. Alvord. He came to the office in response to my request,
and gladly accepted my offer of a half-interest in the business.

We changed the name of the paper from State Journal to
Loyal State Journal, and on the following day issued the first
number under the new management—Captain Appleget of
Company A, furnishing us with an editorial, which dwelt
mainly on what the Ninth regiment had accomplished, the
glory of whose achievements was all that any of us had time to
think about just then. We were compelled to reduce the sheet
from 24x36 to one-quarter of that size, the edition being limited
on account of the meagre supply of paper which our .Confed-
erate predecessors had left on hand. With visions of untold
wealth before us, we greatly regretted this, as the papers went
off like hot cakes, at any price we chose to ask. As much job
printing was offered, we concluded to utilize most of the paper
on that description of work and getting out exévas, this being
more profitable than issuing the Journal regularly.

Upon the arrival of Sherman’s army our office was entered
by two of his dumming lieutenants, who, seeing no officers
about the establishment, coolly proceeded to remove their
equipments and coats, saying they would conduct the business
hereafter. ‘‘ You will, eh?’’ said Alvord. ‘‘ Well, I am only
a private in the Ninth New Jersey, but that is a higher title
than a colonel in your picknicking army, and if you don’t
vamose this ranch in less than two minutes, I’ll call the
provost guard and have you locked up as thieving vaga-
bonds.’’ By this time Alvord had reached the place where our
ever-loaded rifles stood, and picking up one of the weapons, he
asked them if they were ready to vacate. Seeing a look of
determination in my partner’s eyes, and convinced that he was
aman not to be trifled with, they picked up their traps and
took a hurried departure, saying, as they left: ‘‘ We will see
that you answer for this impudence.’’ This was the only time
we were ever molested.
THE END or A BRUTE. 287

We did a thriving jobbing business and coined money
printing songs, etc., until the Ninth was ordered to Raleigh,
when, being directed to rejoin our companies, Alvord and I
sent for the owner of the plant, who had meanwhile gotten
over his fright, and giving him a large part of the money we
had earned and saved, took our departure. Alvord held cases
on the New York 77ibune before his enlistment, and at the close
of the war was given his old stand, which he kept until the
time of his death, which occurred in 1868. He was an upright
man and a good soldier. Five years after the war, I purchased
the Athens (Pa.) Gazette, which I still publish.

March 29.—To-day was signalized by the execution of a
brute named Bryant, a private in the Twelfth New York
cavalry, who, by the sentence of a drum-head court-martial,
had been adjudged guilty of an atrocious assault upon a lady,
sixty-five years of age, residing in Goldsboro. She was said to
be a lineal descendant of the Washington family. The wretch
had committed a similar crime upon a girl at Kinston, a few
days previous, but managed to elude capture. As the Twelfth
New York cavalry belonged to Carter’s division, that officer
was charged with carrying the sentence into execution. But
General Carter being opposed to capital punishment, Colonel
Stewart, next ranking officer and commanding a brigade, was
assigned to the duty. Nearly one hundred thousand men,
including General Sherman and staff, witnessed the death of
the vile wretch, for whom every man present considered shoot-
ing too noble a death. Everything, however, passed off
smoothly, Colonel Stewart being personally complimented by
General Sherman upon the ‘‘ success ’’ of the affair.

March 30.—A storm raged with some violence all day,
sadly interfering with the comfort of the men.

March 31.—The weather this morning, clear as a bell, is all
that can be desired, and the men take advantage of it to dry
their. overcoats, blankets, etc., in the genial sunshine.

April 1.—leutenant Amos H. Evans of Company E,
“‘ gobbled’? with his piquet at Wire Fork on the eighth of last
month, returned to the regiment to-day. He was cordially
welcomed by all.
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April 2,—Sunday. The religious services in the various
meeting-houses attracted great numbers of darkeys, who mani-
fested the greatest interest in the proceedings—many of them,
under the excitement, ‘‘kicking’’ up and rolling upon the floor.

April 3.—An order was issued to-day attaching the Ninth
New Jersey to the Second brigade, Third division, Twenty-
third army corps, which consisted of the Sixty-fifth Illinois,
Sixty-fifth Indiana and One Hundred and Seventy-seventh
Ohio volunteers.

April g.—Companies E and F, under Captain Hopper, pro-
ceeded to Weptown, and arrested some fifty dissolute men and
women, who were occupying a single house. ‘The pro-
cession attracted much attention and created great merriment
as it marched through Goldsboro to the lock-up.

April 5.—A train, filled with sick and wounded, teft to-day
for Newbern, where there is ample hospital accommodation.

April 6.—A dispatch announcing the evacuation of Richmond
and Petersburg by the Confederates was received here this
morning, and half an hour afterward ‘‘Charlie’’ Hinton,
publisher of the Loyal State Journal, with commendable enter-
prise, had issued an extra, which went off like hot cakes, and
created great excitement. The cheers passed from regiment to
regiment—from one end of the line to the other—old men
vieing with the youngest in extravagant demonstrations of joy.
The scene, outrivaling anything ever witnessed by this army,
can never be effaced from memory.

April 7,—The good news of yesterday continues to be the
theme of conversation—nothing else can be thought of or dis-
cussed. ‘The end for which all good men have labored so long
and made so many sacrifices is near at hand—the rebellion is
at last in its death throe.

April 8.—All sorts of rumors prevail this morning, most of
them originating as usual at the sinks.

April 9.—The speed with which numerous mounted couriers
dart about, render it certain that a forward movement is con-
templated. But the men of the Ninth New Jersey, believing
that they have performed their full share of duty, take this
order philosophically, as certainly, with the very large force
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that is here, they will not be needed to take any part in further
active operations, especially as all believe that there will be no
more fighting, none, at least, of any consequence. Besides, the
Ninth is performing important duties in the city, in a manner
very satisfactory to the citizens, and can hardly be spared from
the post.

April ro.—Colonel Stewart, relieved from the command of
the brigade, returned to the regiment to-day, as did Lieutenant-
Colonel Hufty, who had efficiently performed the onerous duties
of provost-marshal. Putting this and that together, as boys do
at school, the men of the Ninth came to the conclusion that the
“soft thing ’’ which they had in guarding the town was to be
given to another command—one, perhaps, that had no liking
for fighting or marching. ‘True enough, a few hours after the
colonel had rejoined the regiment, the Thirty-eight Massachu-
setts, of the Nineteenth army corps, marched into the city and
telieved the Ninth, which immediately proceeded into the
interior, not halting until nine o’clock in the evening, when
twelve long North Carolina miles separated it from the town.
A heavy rain, which had set in at daylight, rendered the tramp
laborious and fatiguing, and spoilt every paper collar in the
regiment. Lieutenant George Peters of Company G, captured
at Drewry’s Bluff on the sixteenth of May, 1864, rejoined the
Ninth late in the afternoon, having been exchanged.

This officer shared the same fate as Lieutenant Drake, till
the latter made his escape, October sixth, 1864. Lieutenant
Peters and others remained at Columbia two months; here
many escaped, by passing the outer guards, on paying twenty-

“five dollars; others did not return when sent after wood.
Lieutenant Peters escaped in company with three other
officers, from Columbia, South Carolina, having been detailed
upon the wood-relief parties. Hesays: ‘‘ We took advantage
of these opportunities, and struck out for the swamp. After
dark, we traveled to the right of Lexington, in a northwesterly
direction ; at daylight we made six miles towards Saluta river,
and remained on its banks; two white citizens passed by, but
did not notice us; at sundown we looked for means to cross the
river; not finding anything, we built a raft of rails, tied
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together with grape-vines ; when launching it, it was found not
strong enough to carry all four, so three started first, intending
that one should return, to bring the fourth; but the current of
the river was very strong at this point, the rapids being only
two or three hundred yards above ; when the raft nearly reached
the opposite shore, it parted, and all three were precipitated
into the water, but succeeded in getting on dry land; though
it was their intention to return after the fourth, this was now
impossible, and he was left behind with sorrow. Starting
again, in a northwesterly direction, we mistook the right
course; we marched in a circle, and found ourselves at the
same place that we had started from in the morning; in the
evening, retracing our steps, we followed the road till morning ;
hearing dogs barking, we hid ourselves for some time; being
very hungry and cold, we tried to find the negroes, whom we
had heard calling for their animals, but in vain ; remaining in
the woods during the day, we came up to a negro hut towards
evening ; the old man gave us plenty of corn-meal and milk,
and filled our haversacks also with biscuit. On the evening of
the twenty-ninth of November, we came toa mill-dam, which
we crossed with difficulty; at the opposite side we found
several houses, which were flanked; we found a patch of
radishes, which were first thought to be turnips; this was a
God-send, as we were very hungry; the houses all passed,
another difficulty arose, from the joining of several roads; we
traveled several miles without interruption, halted and rested
about midnight ; while resting we heard men approaching ; by
the conversation, we knew that they were white men; fortu-
nately they did not notice us. Marching again in the morning,
we came close to a house, which we were afraid to pass; flank-
ing it, we came, to our astonishment, but great joy and pleasure,
up with Lieutenant Alexander, who had been forced to remain
on the other side of the river, a few days before. At this time,
we believed ourselves to be near Frog Level, which we did not
like to enter by day ; so we rested, approaching the road at
night; we kept close to the fences, to watch the arrival of
negroes, to receive something to eat; meeting with one who
promised us plenty if we followed him to his house, though
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very tired, we marched three miles back, in the expectation of
a good supper; arriving, we received a substantial supper,
filling also our haversacks ; resuming march, and reaching the
village, we flanked the building; marched all night, hiding
ourselves by day. On the night of the second of December,
we again started ; coming to Newburry, we found ourselves in
a tight place, and kept close to the woods. Here we meta
negro with his team, on his way home, who was startled to
death by our appearance. Convincing him that no harm should
befall him, he promised to furnish us with provisions ; waiting
his return, the dogs made such an infernal noise, that we con-
sidered it best to move on until the morning of the third when
again we halted to rest. Negroes and white citizens were at
work in the fields close by, so that we had to keep very still.
Traveling again at night, we tried to find something to eat, but
instead of nourishment, found that we were at Hinton, when
we expected to reach Lawrenceville, Lawrence county. Marched
this night twenty miles; resting during the day, and marching
again at night, we had the great disadvantage of there being a
full moon. Approaching a plantation, we were observed by a
man on horseback ; the man watched us coming up, so that he
bid us ‘‘Good evening.’’ It proved to be a physician, going
out to visit a patient; directly after we met a negro, riding a
mule, who promised not to betray us; afterwards we learned
that the doctor and negro met, when the latter was threatened
to contess what he knew about us. Fearing that we would be
retaken again, as a prevention, we put pine boughs under our
feet ; not being able to find the road, on account of the dark-
ness, we came upon a turnip patch, from which we ate heartily,
and laid down to sleep; we were aroused by four dogs, it
proved, followed by two negroes, who were out hunting, and
they showed us the Greenville road. When marching about
five miles the following night, dogs were again on our track,
and not liking to be torn to pieces, we climbed the trees ; the
men coming up, did not make any attack, for which we know
no other reason than that they were outnumbered. Traveling
again about three miles, we came to a village; the dogs which
were on our track, again made a great noise ; here we were also
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pursued by three men, and we ran for three miles, resorting
to pine boughs again; being tired and foot-sore, we
laid down to rest till morning, when we concluded
to travel by day, to be able to find out our way,
that part of the country where we were not being safe.
Working on this plan, we met with great disadvantages in
the beginning ; to come to another road, we had to pass over
open fields, on hands and knees, to be unobserved from the
houses, and from the people at work in the fields. At night we
came to a negro, who was ploughing, a white boy being with
him ; the negro stated that the boy was the son of a Union
man, but dared not bring us to him, the nearest neighbor
being secesh ; he promised us something to eat, to show us to
the right road, and to bring us to another Union man, who
lived some distance off. Instead of all this he betrayed us ; as
we soon were halted by a party of citizens, with shot-guns and
rifles, who demanded our surrender; we surrendered, and
moved on. After marching about four miles, we came toa
house, where the lady invited us to supper ; supper had been
already prepared, which convinced us that our arrival had been
expected. The lady was very inquisitive ; she had never seen
any -Yankees before in her life, and had undoubtedly prepared
this supper to have a chance to gratify her curiosity ; she was
very much astonished to find us men, like all others, and
without horns ; she asked a number of questions ; supper over,
we marched two miles farther, to Johnson’s’ store, where we
were turned over to the commanding officer. ‘This was on the
sixth of December, eighteen hundred and sixty-four; on the
seventh, we started, and arrived at four P. M., at Lawrenceville,
a distance of seventeen miles; after the enrolling-officer had
taken our names, etc., we were turned over to the sheriff, and
locked up in the jail. Here we were insulted by very insolent
language from the young aristocracy. The sheriff's wife paid
us a visit, admitting, as a general thing, that the rebels were
wrong, but complaining bitterly that they were robbed of
their ‘niggers.’ After breakfast, we went by cars, and arrived
at Newburry ; here we waited for the Greenville and Columbia
train, during which time the negroes furnished us with cakes
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and pies. At Columbia we arrived at five Pp. M., and were
lodged in the jail, and marched next morning to Camp Sor-
ghum again; during our absence, one man had been brutally
murdered ; on the twelfth of December we encamped near the
lunatic asylum; here tunnels were dug, through which to
escape, but they were discovered; General Winder directed
that, if repeated, our shanties should be burned down, and we
exposed to storm and weather; but this was his last order, as
he died a few days later of apoplexy, at Florence, South
Carolina. When Sherman approached, we were taken to
Charlotte, then to Greensboro’, then to Raleigh and Goldsboro’,
where we were paroled on the last day of February. On the
first of March we arrived in our lines, nine miles from Wil-
mington.”’

April rz.—Company H, Captain Edward S. Pullen, was
detailed for duty at the headquarters of General John D. Cox,
commanding Twenty-third corps. The rain continued to fall
in torrents—not an unusual thing when active operations were
to be resumed, causing great discomfort to the troops. ‘The
column took an early start, and only halted at noon for dinner,
near Codfish creek, where Kilpatrick had routed the Confeder-
ates the previous day after a sharp engagement. At nine
o’clock in the evening the column halted, and went into bivouac
on a large plantation. Of course a thousand and one rumors
were rife among the men, and from the appearance of things it
began to look as if more bloody work had yet to be done ere
our ‘‘erring brethren ’’ would lay down their arms and retire to
their homes—a consummation long and devoutly wished by us.

April 12.—The soldiers, with stiffened joints, had scarcely
risen from the ground this beautiful morning, ere a spectacle
was witnessed that is without a parallel. A small body of
horsemen, passing through the open ranks, were vociferously
cheered. It was General Sherman and staff, whose faces,
beamed with joy, as they rode along, crying out: ‘‘ Lee has
surrendered to Grant.’ 'The woods and fields re-echoed with
the joyful acclaim—half a hundred bands, and a thousand
fifers and drummers adding to the din. Men who had kept
step together for nearly four years, and who had stood side by
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side on many fields of strife, wept for joy, embracing each
other again and again. ‘‘ Lee has surrendered !’’ was in one
hundred thousand mouths, and one hundred thousand lusty
throats yelled themselves hoarse. But no pen of mine can do
justice to this ever memorable scene.

Although the troops. were in the act of moving forward to
‘“‘ fresh fields and pastures new ’’ when the gladsome tidings
reached them, no order to advance was uttered. General
Sherman rode on until he met General Cox, with whom a
lengthy conversation took place. It was nearly noon ere the
column again started, the pathway being marked by the
smoking ruins of houses set on fire by the retreating Confed-
erates, or by the negroes, as a revenge upon their late masters.
Haw river was reached late in the afternoon, but as the bridge
had been destroyed by the fleeing and panic-stricken enemy,
who hardly knew where to seek safety, pontoons were quickly
laid, thus enabling the troops to cross without delay. In the
evening, a halt was ordered near Smithfield, and upon the
cold ground the warriors stretched themselves to rest, and
dream of loved ones at home, now that the ‘‘ cruel war’’ was.
supposed to be over.

April 13.—Resumed the march at a very early hour, and
halted for the night on the plantation of S. W. Allen, who was
killed the day previous by one of Kilpatrick’s cavalrymen.
Mr. Allen attempted to frighten and drive back the cavalry
division, and surprised at his failure, started off on a run,
carrying his rifle with him. Refusing to ‘‘ halt ’’ when com-
manded by his pursuers, he was sent to that bourne from
which no Confederate was ever known to return. His body,
found in the roadway where he fell, was interred by the Ninth’s:
ambulance corps, the silvery moon affording light for the wierd-
like duty.

Along toward noon, to-day, during a halt, Colonel Stewart
espying a large farmhouse half a mile away, directed ‘‘ Big
Jake,”’ his orderly, to repair thither, and request the occupants
thereof to prepare a repast suitable for the field and staff. Jake
stood not upon the order of his going—he went, but he
returned not. He speedily reached the house, and found the
“JAKE”? RALFE GETS A DINNER. 295

lady very much disposed to do all in her power to fulfil the
colonel’s command. While willing servants set to work to
provide the edibles, Jake, one of the homeliest men in the
army, not excepting General Butler, stalked into the dining
apartment and made himself thoroughly at home. Nearly an
hour had elapsed since Jake had departed on the colonel’s
errand, and although the good things of this life had been
placed upon the table, those for whom the repast had been
provided, failed to appear. The lady of the house, slightly
disappointed at the unseeming delay, suggested that Jake
notify the colonel that dinner awaited him, but Jake, with one
eye on the table, and a gnawing sensation in the lower part of
his long body, replied that ‘‘ nobody could hurry the colonel.”
Colonel Stewart, tired of awaiting a call, and hearing nothing
of his orderly; concluded to visit the house and ascertain the
condition of affairs. The officers were welcomed by the good
lady, who explained that she had no way of notifying them of
the fact that dinner was ready. The colonel, as polite as he
was brave, bade her give herself no uneasiness—then followed
her into the dining-room. But what a sight greeted him,
There, as big as life, was the missing orderly, and seated at the
table. The officers looked at the imperturbable Jake, and then
at one another. Colonel Stewart’s black eyes flashed as they
always did in battle, but Jake never winced—he kept cramming
the food into the capacious cavern under his nose. ‘The colonel
was mad; in a tone something like the rumbling of a small
earthquake, he asked : ‘‘ Do you recognize me?’ Jake mum-
bled out that he could not say he did. The colonel bit his lip,
and the officers smiled. Jake continued eating. After various
interrogatories, the colonel, who had meanwhile lost all patience
with Jake’s presumption, inquired whether he knew who was
addressing him. Jake, full to the chin, leaned back in his
chair, and coolly looking up in the face of his commander, and
with the utmost nonchalance, answered: ‘‘ Well, no; and
since I jined the army I haven’t cared a —— who addressed
me,’ saying which he let his chair drop from under him, and
with a bound cleared the room, mounted his horse, and was on
his way back to camp before the officers could recover from
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their burst of laughter. Despite the delay, they enjoyed eating
what Jake had been considerate enough to leave them.

April 14.—Off bright and early, the progress of the column
being remarkably slow—Johnston’s army being but a short
distance away. At noon the Ninth halted in an open field
within sight of Raleigh, the capital city of North Carolina,
when the word was passed round that the place had surrendered
to the cavalry. General Sherman proceeded on to the city,
and before sunset was occupying the stately mansion belonging
to Governor Vance, who had found it convenient to be absent.
The state house was occupied by the provost-marshal. Heavy
rain-storm all night, causing great discomfort to the men, who
were without cover.

April r5.—Although the storm continued with unabated
violence, the head of the column resumed the forward move-
ment before seven o’clock. ‘This, however, was checked before
the entire army got underway, when the troops were bidden to
make themselves as comfortable as circumstances would permit.

April 16.—The tempest was brought to a standstill at noon
to-day—greatly to the joy of all.

April 17.—The only excitement to-day was caused by the
discharge of a rifle, handled by a colored boy, the bullet
Striking the sword-scabbard of Lieutenant Appleget and slightly
wounding that officer in the left leg. For a minute or two that
darkey’s life was of no particular value to him or the world,
but he escaped injury although some loud talking was done by
the men. ‘The first number of the Raleigh Standard, under
Union auspices, made its appearance to-day.

April 78.—AN sorts of rumors prevail, but with the large
and thoroughly equipped force at hand, no danger is appre-
hended. ‘The weather is again clear and delightful, so that
when the Ninth moved its camp into a pretty grove, imme-
diately in rear of the state house, but few discomforts were felt.

April r9.—The camps are pleasantly situated, and as the
men lack for nothing, and entertain the opinion that there will
be no more marching or fighting, they continue in exuberant
spirits.

April 20.—lLieutenant-General U. S. Grant arrived here
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to-day, when a review was ordered in his honor. ‘The troops
‘presented a fine appearance, doing unusually well, perhaps
because the greatest general of modern times was on the ground.
Grant, however, looked more like a farmer than the victor in a
great war;. his uniform, if it had ever been decent, was
decidedly the worse for wear. He was entirely without osten-
‘tation, and his face as expressionless as the sphinx in the
Egyptian desert.

April 2r,—First-Sergeant Jesse Hulsart of Company D, Ser-
geant Reuben V. P. Wood of Company A, Sergeant John H.
Fatty and Corporal Matthew Hill of Company G, and others,
who had endured the horrors of fetid prison-pens at Belle Isle,
Andersonville, Charleston, Florence and elsewhere, for nearly
eleven months, rejoined the regiment. Sergeant Hulsart
reported that nine out of the sixteen captured with him at
Drewry’s Bluff had died of starvation and the terrible
exposures to which they were subjected. Sergeant Fatty
regretfully reported that twelve of his company, out of the six-
teen captured, had been released from their tortures by death.

April 22.—The doleful news of the assassination of President
Lincoln reached this department to-day, causing profound grief.
Nothing else is thought of or talked about.

April 23.—Rumors prevail that General ‘‘Joe’’ Johnston is
preparing to attack this army.

April 2g.—General Sherman to-day, under flag of truce,
demanded the surrender of Johnston and his army.

April 25.—The troops receive orders to-day to hold them-
selves in readiness for a move.

April 26.—To-day everything is bustle, consequent upon an
anticipated march upon the enemy, who rejected the terms
offered by the Union commander.

April 27.—Broke camp and marched in a southwesterly
direction—General Johnston doing the sensible thing by sur-
tendering before sunset. There was but little enthusiasm over
the event, owing, doubtless, to the sorrow of the men for the
nation’s president, who had been more deeply loved by the
troops than any other American. Johnston’s men, while glad
that the war was over, did not act as nicely as had been expected
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—perhaps because many of them, recently conscripted, knew
but little about the vicissitudes of a soldier’s life. ‘Those who
had been in the service since 1861 were very meek, and hesitated
not to express their gladness that the business wasover. Many
of the disbanded army, to gratify their spiteful feelings, com-
mitted atrocities of which they were afterwards heartily
ashamed. Some of the depredators were arrested and punished
by the Union troops.

April 28.—Orders, formally announcing thessurrender of
Johnston’s army, were read to the troops, formed in line to hear
them.

April 29.—In memory of President Lincoln thirteen guns
were fired at sun-rise, one gun every half hour during the day,
and thirty-six at noon. At ten o’clock this forenoon the Ninth,
with all the troops hereabouts, formed to hear the order relating
to the assassination read. During the remainder of the day
the troops were exempt from drill. The Fifteenth and Seven-
teenth army corps started on the long tramp for Washington,
D. C., where the armies are to be reviewed, previous to being
mustered out.

April 30.—The Ninth was inspected and mustered to-day,
after which a squad took a train for Beaufort to procure the
knapsacks of the men and officers’ luggage, together with the
camp and garrison equipage. ‘This forenoon the Fourteenth
and Twentieth army corps started for Washington to be mus-
tered out of the service.

May 1.—It is stated that the army is to be disbanded, which
brings visions of ‘‘sweet home’”’ to the minds of all.

May 2.—The men of the Ninth are in a perturbed state to-day,
consequent upon rumors that the regiment is to be sent to the
Rio Grande, to be ready for service in the country of the
Montezumas, in case the French army does not immediately
vacate the soil of Mexico. At three o’clock this afternoon the
Ninth was assembled on the parade-ground, and directly after-
wards five companies—A, B, C, F and G—marched to the
railroad, where they embarked upon a train, which conveyed
the battalion to Greensboro, reaching that place a little after
midnight.
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May 3.—Wate this afternoon Companies D, E, I and K
(Company H being still at General Cox’s headquarters),
embarked for Greensboro. At Graham and Company’s shops,
where the train stopped for some time, the citizens besought
Colonel Stewart to protect them from the depredations of ex-
Confederates, some of whom, half-crazed with liquor, had
threatened to destroy their property. Five desperadoes, arrested
by citizens during the day for excesses, were given in charge of
the Ninth, which securely guarded them. Colonel Stewart,
who was at all times ready to defend the weak and willing to
punish the guilty, directed Lieutenant William E. Townley of
Company K, to remain at this station and protect its inhabit-
ants, together with the railroad property, until relieved. The
Ninth, on arriving at Greensboro, went into bivouac near the
station, where it remained until next morning, when it was
ordered to encamp outside the town.

May 4.—This forenoon Colonel Stewart reported to General
Carter commanding division, and was by him directed to
encamp on McCullough’s plantation, a mile or so west of the
place. As no lumber could be procured, the men made them-
selves as comfortable as possible by constructing habitations
of green boughs, in which they long ago had become adepts.
The primitive abodes afforded protection from the burning sun,
but failed to give shelter in time of rain. As it had become
necessary to feed our late enemies in Johnston’s army, the
Ninth, with other regiments, was placed on short allowance of
rations. This was well enough for a day or two, but the
romance of generosity having worn away, and our inner man
feeling all the worse for the deprivation, discontent soon took
the place of our usual cheerfulness, murmurings being heard
in every camp. Besides, the Ninth had not seen a paymaster
in many months, the poverty of the men preventing them
from purchasing any of the limited number of articles exposed
for sale by the planters who visited camp. Company G,
Captain Runyon, -being ordered to Charlotte, and Company
I, Lieutenant Kille, to Salisbury, both commands departed this
afternoon. General Cox commanding Twenty-third corps, and
his body-guard, Company H of the Ninth, arrived at Greens-
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boro this evening. General ‘‘Joe”’ Johnston’s artillery,
surrendered a few days ago, was found to be posted here.

May 5.—Ljieutenant-Colonel Hufty and squad returned here
to-day with the knapsacks and regimental stores—the men
gleefully receiving the former. ©

May 6.—The farmers to-day increased their prices for eggs,
milk, etc., taking the cwe from the sutlers, who were fast
becoming millionaires. Many buildings here, used as hospitals,
are filled with sick and wounded Confederates.

May 7.—Company I returned here this evening from
Salisbury. Lieutenant Kille reported that he reached Salisbury
at half-past ten o’clock on the morning of the fifth, and halted
near the pen but recently occupied by Union prisoners of war.
He afterwards marched into the town and quartered his men in
vacant buildings. Next morning Lieutenant Kille, who was
anxious to get back to the regiment, waited upon the Confed-
erate commandant, and directed that gentleman to turn over to
him all ordnance and army stores in his keeping—the request
being promptly complied with, and by the middle of the day
an immense quantity of property had been loaded on a train of
cars—negroes having been impressed to do the work, which
they gladly performed. During the afternoon a brigade of the
Second division, Twenty-third corps, arrived at Salisbury and
relieved Company I, which had so fearlessly preceded it into
the interior—the general commanding expressing surprise when
he found that fifty Jerseymen had already accomplished what
he had, with two thousand men, been sent out to do.

May 8.—The Ninth’s camp, with its old Sibley tents, is pro-
nounced to be handsomer than any other in the corps.

May 9.—Drills morning and afternoon, just for exercise.

May ro.—The dress parade each evening is witnessed by the
townspeople, who seem interested in all that the ‘‘ Yankees’’ do.

May rz.—Colonel Stewart, of the Ninth, to-day assumed
command of a division in the Twenty-third corps, Army of the
Ohio. General Cox, the day after the Ninth took possession
of Goldsboro, recommended Colonel Stewart for a brigadier-
generalship.

May r2.—As the sun is scorching hot by day, the men find
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it necessary to seek shelter from its rays. Leafy shades were
erected around camp for the protection of the guards.

May 13.—Company G arrived here to-day from its mission to
Charlotte—Captain Runyon making the following report :

HEADQUARTERS CoMPANyY G, NintH NEW JERSEY VOLUNTEERS,
GREENSBORO, N. C., May 13th, 1865.

Sir—I have the honor to submit the following report: In accordance
with orders from Major-General Cox, I left Greensboro, North Caroli-
na, with my company on May fifth, 1865, and proceeded by railroad to
Salisbury, North Carolina; arrived there at eleven A. M.; I left Salisbury
at five P. M., and was transported by rail to within five miles of Con-
cord, a station twenty-one miles from Charlotte, North Carolina. The
next morning, May 6th, I marched to Concord, and telegraphed to Char-
lotte for a train. I received an answer, stating that an accident had
happened to the downward train, and that no train would run for a day
orso. Iimmediately took up line of march, and that evening encamp-
ed thirteen miles from Charlotte. The next morning I resumed the
march, and arrived in Charlotte at half-past five Pp. M. Ifound the town
filled with rebel soldiers; raids were made by mobs on stores that had been
left by the rebels. Drunkenness and disorder generally had been the
order of the day. I immediately issued an order assuming command
of the post, also another, prohibiting the sale of all kinds of spirituous
liquors. After my arrival, good order prevailed.

The following is the list of stores taken possession of, and guarded by
my command: Medical purveyor’s establishment, containing a large
quantity of medical stores ; there being no surgeon in my command, I
had no means of determining the value of them. The rebel navy yard,
containing a large amount of machinery, etc., most of which had been
taken from the Portsmouth, Virginia, Navy Yard. A number of boxes,
said to contain the records of the rebel war department and all the ar-
chives of the so-called Southern Confederacy. Also boxes, said to con-
tain all the colors and battle flags captured from the national forces
since the beginning of the war; a quantity of naval stores, and a quan-
tity of commissary stores; a branch of the United States mint was
found, containing the machinery connected with it, all in good order.
On Friday, the twelfth, Brigadier-General Thomas, of the First brigade,
First division, Twenty-third army corps, arrived, relieving me of com-
mand of the post. On Friday, at five Pp. m., I received an order, by tele-
graph, to report to my regiment, without delay. The next day, the
thirteenth, I had my command placed on cars, and reported at regi-
mental headquarters at Greensboro, North Carolina, at four P. M. the
same day. I am, sir, very respectfully, your obedient servant,

M. C. Runyon,
Captain Com’dg Co. G, Ninth New Jersey Veteran Volunteers.

To E. W. WELSTEDT, Lieut. and Adjutant Ninth New Jersey Veteran

Volunteers, Greensboro, North Carolina.
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Account of Lieutenant George Peters of Company G: ‘ As
we approached the Vadkin river, on May fifth, we came up
with the rear column of Johnston’s army, on their way home,
numbering eight thousand to ten thousand ; a situation novel
to us and all who witnessed it. For the first time we did come
in contact with the rebels, without having to fight. Tio see
them swarming around us, and to hear their expressions of

friendship and good feeling, was, indeed, very strange to us,
~ more so while they outnumbered us one hundred to one ; one-
fifth of these being armed. One remarked that he had never
before seen the Yankees, without being compelled to lay down,
or without being ordered to do so. ‘There were others who did
not like the way pursued by their generals ; these would rather
have fought on than to succumb, but the majority were tired
of the war. Many stated that they would never have been in
the rebel army if they could have avoided it. The delay at
Salisbury was very unpleasant, as, in case of any trouble, we
would have been at their mercy, but everything passed off
quietly, the troops being remarkably orderly. On the seventh,
on our march to Charlotte, we met numbers of stragglers
along the road; also citizen-stragglers, who were out to
steal cotton, clothing, provisions—in short, anything they
could lay hands on and make use of. It is doubtful if
there are many or any other company which has been
situated as we were, surrounded and marching with our late
enemies, they outnumbering us, and that, too, when we were
cut off from all our forces by nearly one hundred miles of rail-

road, with a break in it, so that trains could notrun. ‘The
citizens of Charlotte we found very hospitable; the rich and
well-to-do class seemed to be very well satisfied with the change;
the middle-class and the poor spoke very bitterly and with
condemnation of Jefferson Davis and his clique. The military
institution, lately used for the medical-purveyor’s office, was
stored with great quantities of medicines, some of which, such
-as morphine and nitre, were very valuable; all with English
labels, and of English manufacture, which had been procured
by blockade-running. Among others, we found two twelve-
pound brass field-pieces; two cannons; about nine hundred
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small arms; four hundred thousand percussion-caps ; fourteen
hundred pounds of powder; an immense quantity of sabres,
cutlasses, etc., cartridge-boxes, and other equipments. Out of
a large number of flags and trophies, taken from our forces
during the whole of the war, Captain Runyon picked the state-
colors of the Thirty-third New Jersey regiment, intending to
forward the same to the adjutant-general of the state of New
Jersey. The United States branch mint was found in good
order, but no specie or other valuables could be seen. -Specie
was plenty in the hands of the citizens, and quantities of goods
and arms were stored away, which, by this time, have been
found and taken care of by the colonel who came to relieve us.
As soon as Captain Runyon, commanding post, put guards
where the archives of the so-called Confederacy (about eighty-
four boxes) were stored, General Johnston, who still remained
at Charlotte, communicated the facts to General Schofield,
commanding the department of North Carolina, at Raleigh,
and a staff-oficer was immediately despatched, and arrived at
‘Charlotte, to take charge of the valuable documents, and to
forward the same to Raleigh. ‘There was no opportunity left
for Captain Runyon to earn laurels, and it is very doubtful if
General Johnston would have reported as he did, if no guards
had been posted, and chance had been left to him to burn or
destroy the written and printed proofs of their shameful treachery
and rebellion. ‘Thus, we see, that to the gallant old Ninth is
due the enviable credit of having captured and preserved from
harm all the archives of the rebel government, their trophies,
and many of their valuable stores. ‘Too much credit cannot be
accorded Captain Runyon for the manner in which he performed
his peculiar duties, and it is doubtful if any one could more
judiciously have comported himself, when, with only a small
company of men, he was compelled to crowd his way through
the thousands of rebel soldiers with whom he had, as it were,
just been engaged in the fiercest fight. The records here
obtained by Captain Runyon have been, are, and ever will be
of so great value to the government of the United States, that
it is almost impossible to magnify the importance of the capture
thus made. In less careful and scrupulous hands they might
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have been mutilated or lost. But in spite of the wishes and
schemes of rebel officers, who were present, Captain Runyon
insisted that they should be ‘severely let alone,’ and in all their
completeness succeeded in turning them over to the government
he served.”’

May 16.—Farmers bring in daily large quantities of berries,
cherries, etc., which they readily dispose of at a profit—a long
time having elapsed since they had such ‘' golden opportunities.’’

May r7.—As the trains run regularly, the troops are in reg-
ular receipt of abundant rations.

May 18.—Orders were received by Colonel Stewart to detail
companies from the Ninth to proceed to certain towns to elect
civil magistrates and act as police patrols.

May 20.—In accordance with this order Lieutenant Bonham
in command of Company A, proceeded to Yanceyville, Caswell
county, which place he reached by rail and marching two days
afterwards. Lieutenant Henry Hopper, with thirty men,
marched to the same place—about fifty miles distant—and
arrived there on the following day.

May 2z.—Colonel Stewart left for the North on leave of
absence.

Muay 25.—It was announced to the regiment, at the evening
parade, that General Heckman had resigned from the army
and returned to his home in New Jersey.

May 30.—Lieutenants Bonham and Hopper, with their com-
mands, returned to camp to-day, having accomplished the duty
they were sent to perform. Orders for the discharge of men
whose terms had expired, were received to-day, which gives
them great joy.

June z.—To-day was observed in fasting and prayer, in
accordance with the recommendation of the president of the
United States.

June 2,—The weather continues warm and pleasant. General
Cox, with a number of ladies, witnessed the dress-parade of the
Ninth this evening.

June 5.—A tall and very handsome flag-staff was erected in
front of Colonel Stewart’s marquee to-day, for which courteous
act on the part of the men who had so often followed him to
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victory the genial division commander subsequently expressed
his hearty thanks. ‘The act showed him, that although absent
from his regiment, the men had not forgotten him.

June 6.—The boys of the Ninth gather large quantities of
berries daily, blackberry puddings being all the rage in camp.

June 8.—Ljieutenant J. W. Green of Company D, with a
detail of forty-five men, left for Graham’s station to perform
police duty.

June 14.—To-day, in compliance with general orders, two
hundred and sixteen members of the. Ninth, whose three-years’
term of service would expire by the first of October, were mus-
tered out—the six-years’ men looking somewhat sadly at the
ceremony.

June r6.—Vjieutenant Richard E. Cogan received orders
to-day to take command of those mustered out on the fourteenth,
and proceed with the men to Trenton, New Jersey. ‘The
detachment went by cars via Raleigh, Goldsboro and Kinston
to Newbern, where it embarked on the transport ‘‘ Pilot Boy,’’
which sailed for Fortress Monroe, where the men were trans-
ferred to the steamer ‘‘Louisiana.’’ At Baltimore they took
cars, and on the twenty-second of June, at midnight, these
heroes of many battles marched through the dark and silent
streets of Trenton to the ‘‘ Soldiers’ Rest,’’ where, a few hours.
later, they were welcomed by patriotic ladies, who entertained
them at breakfast. At noon the men partook of a grand dinner
—provided by the city authorities—at Bechtel’s hall, where a
speech of welcome was delivered by Mayor “Mills—Lieutenant
Cogan responding in a happy manner. Mr. Herman Evarts, a
very efficient help in the hospital department, was in this party.
He had been entrusted by Captain Runyon with the colors of
the Thirty-third New Jersey volunteers (found in the collection
at Charlotte) and instructed to deliver the same to the adjutant-
general at Trenton. This duty he gracefully performed.

June 17.—Colonel Stewart’s division was reviewed to-day by
Major-General Cox in front of the court-house—the spectacle
attracting a large concourse of people, with a large sprinkling
of paroled Confederates, who were quite complimentary in
their comments.
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June 18.—Every day, for a week past, regiments have been
leaving this department for home—to be mustered out.

June 21.—Surgeon Gillette of the Ninth, was to-day
appointed acting surgeon of the Third division, Twenty-third
army corps, and medical director of the post.

June 22.—l,ieutenant William E. Townley of Company K,
returned to the command to-day, he having been relieved from
the duties of A. C. S., Second brigade, Third division, Twenty-
third corps, which he had performed for several days.

July 4.—The boys of the Ninth, and some of the older ones,
too, celebrated the day with patriotic fervor, most of the
powder used having been found in the Confederate arsenal.
The Ninth had had no such celebration since its muster-in, and
as the ‘‘cruel war was over,’’ with a good prospect of being
speedily ordered to New Jersey for muster-out, no noise was
spared—the din being hideous from early morn till taps were
sounded, when things resumed their normal condition.

July 5.—Unbounded satisfaction is caused to-day by the
receipt of a telegram announcing that the Ninth New Jersey is
to be mustered out of the service.

July 7,—Weather intensely hot. Company officers busy pre-
paring pay rolls for months of May and June.

July 8.—Biank muster-out rolls were received to-day, and the
officers set promptly to work to comply with instructions
therein contained.

July 9.—The anxiety of the men to return home is very
great, and it is with difficulty that they manage to preserve
their accustomed equilibrium. In fact, some of them, more
especially those who recently joined the regiment as recruits,
receiving large bounties therefor, and who have not been in the
service long enough to know the duty of a soldier, fail to appre-
ciate the goodness extended them by the officers, not one of
whom ever took any delight in inflicting punishment for remiss-
ness of duty. Surgeon Gillette and wife and child left for the
north to-day, taking with them the body of their youngest
daughter—Laura—who, to the grief of every man in the Ninth,
had died a day or two previous. Dr. Gillette and his estimable
wife had the sympathy of all who knew of their affliction.
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July 12.—The Ninth was formally mustered out of the service
to-day, and all surplus ordnance, together with the camp and
garrison equipage, turned over to the pfoper government
officers.

July 13.—While the Ninth was waiting at the depot for cars
to transport it north, General Carter, commanding the district,
paid his respects to Colonel Stewart, to whom he handed the
following letter :

HEADQUARTERS TWENTY-THIRD ARMY CORPS,
DISTRICT OF GREENSBORO,
GREENSBORO, NORTH CaROLINA, July 18, 1865.
Col. James Stewart, Jr., Ninth New Jersey Veteran Volunteer Infantry:

My DEAR CoLONEL—While it may be that I can add but little to the
well-earned reputation of the gallant officers and men of your veteran
regiment—a reputation made on many hard-fought fields, which have
become matters of history—still I cannot have you leave for your homes
without joining my testimony to that of others, as to the discipline,
drill, gallant conduct, soldierly bearing and efficiency of your noble
regiment. On the march, in camp, under fire, and in the performance
of all the duties of a soldier, the example of the Ninth New Jersey Vet-
eran Volunteer Infantry has been worthy of imitation, and entitles it to
all praise and commendation.

With your regiment my relations have never been other than the
most pleasant, and I shall always cherish with the liveliest feelings of
pleasure the fact that I have had the honor to command such men.

You return to your homes only after the rebellion has been crushed
and peace restored, with the proud consciousness that you, as a regi-
ment, did your part ‘nobly and fully towards re-establishing the
National authority, and securing the blessings which I trust you may,
under God’s good providence, long live to enjoy. While I regret much
the severence of the ties which have existed between us, I heartily con-
gratulate you on a speedy return to the loved ones at home, who are,
even now, so anxiously waiting to greet and crown you with the victor’s
wreath, and shower upon you the plaudits which are justly your due.
With the best and kindest wishes for yourself, your officers, and men,
and a ‘‘God-speed” you on your ‘“ homeward-bound” journey, J am,
my dear colonel, with feelings of attachment and respect, very truly,
your friend, S. J. CARTER,

Brigadier-General Commanding.

At five o’clock in the afternoon the Ninth left Greensboro—
hundreds of citizens uniting in wishing the men a safe journey
and long life.

July r4.—At noon the regiment reached Burkeville, Virginia,
where considerable delay occurred.
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July 15.—Transferred to other cars and started for City Point
at two o’clock this afternoon, and before dark were sailing down
the majestic James river, with thoughts and feelings far
different from those which had agitated the minds of the men
on previous occasions. ‘There were now on either bank none
to molest or make us afraid—no sound save the wheels of the
vessel, and songs and cheery laughter of light-hearted men.

July 17.—The vessel reached Baltimore at an early hour this
morning, but railroad transportation was not furnished until
nearly noon, when the train started for Philadelphia, which
patriotic city was reached at a late hour in the evening. As
the men were covered with the dust of travel and more or less
hungry, the regiment was invited to visit the Cooper refresh-
ment saloon, where an elegant collation was partaken of—the
veterans doing the fullest justice to the good things so liberally
spread before them.

July 18.—As Colonel Stewart was as anxious as the youngest
man in the regiment to once again tread tlie sacred soil of New
Jersey, he marched the Ninth to the ferry, and at half-past two
o’clock in the morning embarked on a train of cars in waiting,
and a little after sunrise landed in Trenton. ‘The State Gazette,
noticing the arrival of the Ninth, said next day:

“The Ninth regiment, New Jersey Veteran Volunteers, Col-
onel James Stewart, Jr., arrived here yesterday morning, and
were handsomely entertained at the ‘Soldiers’ Rest’— the
ladies having made abundant provision for their reception.

‘“The Ninth regiment was recruited in the fall of 1861, as a
rifle regiment, consisting of twelve companies. The uniform
differed from that ordinarily worn by infantry, the cords,
stripes, shoulder straps, etc., being of green instead of light
blue. * * * We ought to state that the Ninth, armed with
Springfield rifles, had been frequently exercised in target-firing
and were expert marksmen. While encamped at Meridian
Hill some of the crack shots of the Berdan sharpshooters chal-
lenged the Ninth. This was accepted, and the match to a trial
of skill took place, resulting in a victory for the Ninth. * * *
It is remarkable that of the officers returning with the regi-
ment, all except the colonel and lieutenant-colonel originally
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joined the regiment as enlisted men. ‘This not only shows that
the Ninth has seen hard service, and lost many officers, but
that it was composed of a good class of men.”’

The Ninth, after breakfast, proceeded to the arsenal, where
the arms and accoutrements were stored away, when the men
were granted furloughs until the twenty-eighth instant, on
which date they were instructed to return to Trenton for their
discharge papers and final pay.

July 28.—The men of Companies A, B and C were paid by
Major S. C. Harbert this afternoon, when they departed for
their homes.

July 29.—Companies D, E, F, G, H, I and K received their
pay and discharges to-day. At noon the commissioned officers
of the Ninth assembled at the Trenton House to present their
beloved colonel—Stewart—with a testimonial, in the shape of
a magnificent gold badge, richly enameled—uniting the
following emblems: ‘The four-leafed clover cross of the
Eighteenth army corps, in white enamel; the bastioned fort of
the Tenth corps, in red enamel; the shield of gold with silver
cannon and anchor of the Ninth corps, and the blue enameled
shield of the Twenty-third corps, with the red star of Heck-
man’s brigade, hung pendant from a broad silver eagle. The
following inscription told the whole story of its gift: ‘‘ Pre-
sented to Colonel James Stewart, Jr., by the officers of the
New Jersey Ninth, as a token of respect and affection.’’

In its report of the presentation the Trenton Monztor said :

“This testimonial, coming as it does from the men who are best
qualified to judge of the merits of the recipient, must be exceedingly
gratifying to General Stewart—a better officer and more thorough
soldier than whom does not exist. His record is an exemplary one.
Entering the service in the lower grades of office, he has, by a faithful
discharge of duty in every position assigned him, worked his way
upward step by step, winning (not stealing) his promotion as he
advanced. During his last few months of service prior to the final
struggle, General Stewart was placed in command of a brigade, and
displayed an eminent degree of generalship that should have gained
for him the silver stars he so nobly earned. New Jersey has reason to
be, and is proud of the old Ninth regiment and its gallant commander,
and the noblest tribute that a grateful people can pay to both (that of a
lasting remembrance of their deeds and valor) is and will ever be
theirs.”
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July 3t.—TYo-day Company K, with all the officers of the
regiment, were mustered out of the service of the United
States. There is nothing now left of the Ninth New Jersey,
except its brilliant history and its glorious record of four years
service.

 

New Jersey has abundant reason to be proud of her Ninth
regiment, which was under fire more than one hundred days,
from 1861 to 1865. A long history of patient endurance and
blood heroically shed to preserve intact against the assaults of
traitors the best government the world ever beheld, is the
Ninth’s proud record in the crusade against treason and dis-
union. New Jerseymen will never forget its countless deeds of
valor. May new and fadeless laurels be added to New Jersey’s
glorious wreath, and may the valor of her sons live in the tide
of song and on the historic page. Right valiantly did they
fight the battle of right, imitating the daring acts of their
illustrious sires of the revolution, who gave liberty to man-
kind.

But there will be no more pomp and circumstance of war for
the survivors of New Jersey’s Ninth regiment. Never again
will loud-mouthed cannon confront or speak to us. Never
again will the rattle of musketry or clang of sabre urge us to
deadly conflict—no blast of bugle nor drum-beat summon us to
ensanguined fields. No more shall the heroes of the Ninth
hear the screaming shell—no more feel the surgeon’s knife, for
sweet peace smiles on the land we assisted in saving, and over
all the fields torn by battle kind nature long ago threw a robe
of emerald, flecked here and there, from Roanoke to Goldsboro,
with buttercup and daisy. From towns and cities shattered by
shot and shell, gentle time long since removed every scar, and
into desolated homes content quickly came again—the Angel
of Peace hovering over the once broken but now happy fire-
sides.

Industry flourishes as never before, while the resentments
engendered by the contest are forever hushed. Let us, then,
continue to give thanks to God for His goodness and mercy,
and for having smoothed our pathway ; and while remembering
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our comrades, who died for the faith, let us, casting our eyes
across the dreary waste of the war, stretch out our hands in
kindly brotherhood to all who acknowledge that flag as their
own, resolved that henceforth and forever there shall be no sec-
tion, but one indivisible country, around which are entwined
the best and brightest hopes of humanity.

Let us continue the happiest model of a government which
enlightened man in the fullest fruition of his most cultivated
powers ever erected to the genius of civilization. Let us main-
tain the blessed asylum to which liberty-loving victims of
oppression, as they look up from beneath the grinding despot-
ism of the old world, may turn their eyes with a new hope, as
the one bright clime where Freedom rears her crest in full,
clear and cloudless majesty, brilliant and beautiful as when
first they beamed their morning splendor to illumine the world
with a daybeam from on high.

The memory of those who poured out their blood in resisting
their country’s foes, will be cherished as the noblest legacy
which they bequeathed their families ; and generations to come
will delight to review the record which narrates their glorious
deeds.
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A COMPARISON OF LOSSES.

 

The following is the official record of losses by death and
desertion in the various New Jersey regiments during the war :

1st regiment—10 officers ; 224 enlisted men ; 124 deserters.
2d regiment—9 officers ; 151 enlisted men ; 204 deserters.
8d regiment—10 officers ; 203 enlisted men ; 111 deserters.
4th regiment—7 officers ; 250 enlisted men ; 371 deserters.
5th regiment—13 officers ; 201 enlisted men ; 251 deserters.
6th regiment—4 officers ; 176 enlisted men ; 209 deserters.
7th regiment—18 officers ; 247 enlisted men ; 656 deserters.
8th regiment—10 officers ; 274 enlisted men ; 416 deserters.
9th regiment—11 officers ; 243 enlisted men ; 167 deserters.
10th regiment—5 officers ; 269 enlisted men ; 748 deserters.
11th regiment—11 officers ; 222 enlisted men ; 451 deserters.
12th regiment—49 officers ; 252 enlisted men ; 216 deserters.
13th regiment—3 officers ; 103 enlisted men ; 178 deserters.
14th regiment—8 officers ; 240 enlisted men ; 97 deserters.
15th regiment—9 officers ; 852 enlisted men ; 108 deserters.
16th (1st cav.) regiment—16 officers ; 282 enlisted men ; 452 deserters.

[The 17th, 18th, 19th and 20th regiments composed the three
months’ brigade. |

[The 21st, 22d, 23d, 24th, 25th, 26th, 27th, 28th, 29th, 30th
and 31st were nine months’ regiments. ‘The total loss of the
eleven regiments being 6009. ]

32d (2d cav.) regiment—2 officers ; 231 enlisted men ; 724 deserters.
33d regiment—6 officers ; 141 enlisted men ; 582 deserters.

34th regiment—32 officers ; 152 enlisted men ; 728 deserters.

35th regiment—9 officers ; 144 enlisted men ; 450 deserters.

36th (3d cav.) regiment—5 officers ; 140 enlisted men ; 626 deserters.

But three regiments lost more officers than the Ninth, and
but six commands lost a larger number of men by death,
while sixteen out of the twenty-one three years’ regiments had
a larger number of desertions.
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CAPTAIN DRAKE'S REMARKABLE ESCAPE,

A PERILOUS TRAMP THROUGH THREE STATES.

** Stone walls do not a prison make,
Nor iron bars a cage.”

Captured in the terrible conflict at Drewry’s Bluff, Virginia,
at an early hour on the morning of May 16, 1864, by a brigade of
Alabamians, commanded by General ‘‘ Archie’’ Gracie, whom I
had known in boyhood, I was promptly escorted to the wharf
under the frowning battlements of Fort Darling, which over-
looked the water at a height of nearly two hundred feet. A
gun-boat ran to the dock, and I was invited with officers of the
‘Twenty-third, Twenty-fifth and Twenty-seventh Massachusetts
regiments of our (Heckman’s star) brigade, togoon board. On
reaching midship I was greatly surprised to discover my heroic
commander—Brigadier-General Charles A. Heckman—seated
there, with his head bowed in grief. I did not at once disturb
his painful reverie, and it was only when I jocosely said:
‘* Well, general, you know I was always anxious to follow
you into Richmond,’’ that he looked up. Grasping my hand,
he replied, ‘‘ Drake, you are in a fair way of doing so.’’

On landing at ‘‘ Rocketts,’? we were greeted by a mob
gathered at that point to witness the debarkation of ‘‘ Yankee
prisoners.’? The tumultuous crowd had evidently gained
courage from hearing the sounds of the battle in progress all
the forenoon seven miles below the Confederate capital. A
short walk brought us to a large brick building, in rear of
which flowed the James river and the placid Kanawha canal.
Over a low door in the northeastern corner of this carefully-
guarded structure, I read the ominous sign—“ Libby & Son, ship
chandlers and grocers,’’ and my heart became sorely disquieted
within me, as I knew that thousands of patriotic Union soldiers
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who entered the yawning portal, left hope behind them when
the iron-clad door swung to with an alarming clang at their
heels. But it is not my purpose to dwell on the wretched
condition of our prisoners during their captivity. Their sad
fate is the theme of story and of song, and none but callous-
hearted mortals refuse to drop a tear to their memory.

At an early hour one morning in June, when the music of
Grant’s guns could be plainly heard, we were rudely awakened
by the monster in charge of ‘‘ Libby,’’ hustled into the street,
surrounded by guards, and hurried across the Mayo bridge to
Manchester, where we embarked on a long train of filthy cattle
cars. The journey to Macon, Georgia, was long and fatiguing.
Soon after my incarceration there plans to escape were formed—
the consideration of which relieved us of exnuz. I can truly
say that I never lost an opportunity to enlist in any enterprise
which had for its object a chance to regain my liberty. At
Macon and Savannah, tunneling projects requiring indomitable
resolution and painful labor were cheerfully entered upon, and
tireless efforts put forth to achieve success ; but our heroic
labors proved futile. Mountains of difficulty were overcome
by men whose souls aspired to breathe the air of freedom ; but
treachery accomplished the ruin of promising projects, and
adverse fate paralyzed the strong arms which were ever ready
to execute noble purposes. If our keepers failed in their
vigilance to detect our enterprising excavations, some detestable
comrade (?) with a greed for gold and a desire to better his
condition, would convey to them an account of our operations.
More than once did I work through the night in digging
tunnels, and skulk to my quarters just as daybreak came
peeping in, with my hands bleeding and my strength exhausted,
only to find that some contemptible poltroon had treacherously
defeated our plans.

When the yellow fever reached its worst stage in September,
we were transported from Savannah to Charleston—many of us
being thrown into the jail-yard among vile criminals of both
sexes. I was afforded delectable accommodations directly
under the scaffold, with a spot of earth three feet by six, and
here was I compelled to remain day and night, with no covering
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save the star-spangled firmament. The ‘‘ black hole’’ of Cal-
cutta could not have been a more uninviting place than the
jail-yard at the time I occupied an almost infinitesimal space in
it. The almost constantly bursting shells, denominated
“‘rotten-shot’’ by the affrighted darkies, had some terrors for
us, but they sank into insignificance when the dangers from
yellow-jack were considered. The jail-yard was a noisome
spot—a fetid place—a circumscribed world. Early in October
rumors prevailed that we were to be removed to some other
point, and believing that an opportunity for escape would pre-
sent itself I invited three friends—Captain Harry H. Todd,
Eighth New Jersey; Captain J. EK. Lewis, Eleventh Connec-
ticut, and Captain Alfred Grant, Nineteenth Wisconsin
volunteers, to join me in the attempt to regain the freedom we
ardently coveted, and for which we had repeatedly and
arduously toiled. Providentially we found a portion of an old
school map of South Carolina, and, carefully studying it,
quickly decided upon a plan of action. Next morning, October
sixth, six hundred of us were marshaled and marched to the
depot, where we took passage on dilapidated cars, attached to
which was a rickety, wheezing locomotive. As our train passed
slowly along. at the outskirts of the pestilential city, we saw a
camp on the old race-course, filled with the most wretched
looking beings it ever fell to my lot to look upon. They were
Union soldiers—prisoners of war. Their condition was pitiable
in the extreme. Although we were greatly distressed, many
of us in rags, covered with filth and vermin, and half-starved,
others unable to stand or walk on account of scurvy, yet our
hearts went out to those brave enlisted men who were thus
huddled together in the open air, with nothing save the ground
for a bed, and heaven’s canopy for a covering. ‘The terrible
Picture of that pen will ever remain impressed on my memory.

Myself and three chosen companions having matured our
plans, all that remained was to put them into execution.
During the day I had taken the precaution to remove the
percussion caps from the rifles of the seven armed guards who
occupied the box car with us. I did this to prevent any one from
being injured should a melee be found necessary in order to
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accomplish our design of jumping from the train. The shades
of night were enveloping the earth as our train reached the long
structure spanning the Congaree river a short distance above its
confluence with the Wateree, and it seemed as if it would never
reach the opposite side—so great was our anxiety to make a

*bold stroke for freedom. It would be useless to affirm that my
mind at this critical moment was calm and serene, or that I had
no misgivings as to what the result of our frightful leap might
be. But the intense excitement into which our minds had
been thrown—the resolve to seek liberty and home and friends,
overcame the sense of peril, and the instant that Captain Todd
gave the long-expected signal we each sprang from the car,
and, for the time, at least, were /vee.

We had no time after reaching fevra firma to reflect upon the
terrors of our new situation. Fortune so far had favored us—
that was sufficient. But those rifle flashes (we could scarcely
hear their reports, so distant was the train,) warned us that if
we would have perfect freedom, much remained to be done and
done quickly. It was only when we had gained the covert of a
dense swamp, which lined the river bank, that I reflected upon
the manifold dangers I had just escaped, upon the many
chances of fortune which had turned out favorably to me, and
upon the liberty I had for months panted for and was beginning
to enjoy.

The swamp we had entered was not such a place as gentle-
men of leisure on a pleasure excursion would have selected ;
on the contrary, it was a very disagreeable refuge, as we could
discover no ground on which to sit or rest our weary bodies—
the water being quite deep. But the fierce baying of the
dreaded bloodhounds, and the hoarse voices of our excited
human pursuers, which we heard all through the long night,
admonished us to submit to every discomfort, rather than en-
danger our highly-prized freedom. Convinced that the water
through which we waded had destroyed our trail, and that so
long as we remained in our present position the dogs would be
unable to gain a scent, we studiously avoided all conversation
during the night and following day, remaining perfectly quiet.
A bright new moon rose to cheer us in our loneliness the next
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evening, and feeling that our pursuers, finding themselves
baffled, had departed, we cautiously made our way to the edge
of the swamp, which we found at this point to be bordered by a
plantation. We held our breath as we listened some time for
human sounds, and finding everything as quiet as a grave,
emerged from our cover, and, skirting the right bank of the
Wateree river, we promptly pushed forward in our flight
towards ‘‘ God’s country,’’ as our prisoners were in the habit of
calling the north. Before leaving Charleston we had taken the
precaution to place pieces of raw onions in our boots, having
been advised so to do by an old Tennessee captain, who assured
us it would effectually destroy the scent of our footsteps, and
thus deprive the dogs of the agencies which nature had afforded
them in hunting human beings. The moon, of tender age, was a
great accommodation to us in our flight, enabling us to make
rapid headway, and to steer clear of anything that resembled a
habitation. But it disappeared before midnight, leaving nothing
but the stars to guide and cheer us in our dangerous pilgrimage.
Towards daybreak, being weary, we halted for a needed rest,
and shortly after resuming our journey reached a broad
road-way, where we found a mile-stone marked ‘‘27 to C.”’
Having no desire to visit Columbia, whither our comrades
had gone the previous day, we hastily struck off towards the
river, and had gone but a few steps when a pack of ferocious
dogs came bounding towards us. A long run enabled us to
evade the savage brutes, but while congratulating ourselves
upon our narrow escape, we suddenly ran almost squarely upon
three men standing near a saw-mill. Darting into an adjacent
swamp we managed to slip by our enemies, who took up the
chase. A deep and swift-running stream at length appeared in
our path, and unless we could cross it our recapture might be
regarded as certain. But fortune did not forsake us, as a tree
which had fallen across the stream enabled us to gain the
opposite side, and into the depths of a dense jungle we plunged
headlong. Serpents of various kinds finally compelled us to
seek safety on the trunk of a huge pine tree, prostrated long
since by old age and infirmity. We had considerable difficulty
in getting out of the swamp after the sun went down, but that
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evening we had a splendid repast on sweet potatoes, a few of
which we found in an old patch near by.

Before the lapse of a week, however, we met with a terrible
misfortune in the loss of our cooking utensils, knives, spoons,
towel, several boxes of matches, etc. ‘The rations with which
we had provided ourselves before starting having given out, we
sought sustenance in the corn-fields, swamps, etc., and early
one morning were enjoying a feast in the woods skirting a
potato patch when a party of horsemen dashed furiously towards
us. We had not anticipated danger in so lonely and secluded
a spot, and perhaps were a little careless in our movements.
But self-preservation being the first law of nature, and having
no weapons of defence, we sprang intuitively to our feet and
darted in an opposite direction, leaving all our valuables behind
—things highly indispensable to our uses. For their loss we
found consolation only in continued safety, and our ability to
circumvent our enemies. While dangers of greater or less
magnitude constantly surrounded us, they were as nothing
compared to the question of subsistence, which soon began to
grow unpleasantly urgent, and at length became so desperate
that it looked as if we,should be driven to seek food at the houses
of the planters—a proceeding we had solemnly sworn not to do
under any circumstances—as we knew we should receive from
them neither food nor mercy. For several days we wandered
along the outskirts of fields, diligently seeking corn, and
occasionally finding a stray ear, which, spurred by a ravenous
appetite, we managed to masticate—the process, of course,
nearly breaking our teeth. In camp, and on marches, we had
many a time anathematized government ‘‘hard-tack,.’ and
declaimed against contractors’ beef, but now, crouching in
dismal swamps through the long days, we would have relished
the substantial fare which, in hours of plenty, we had so
execrated.

But, with all our troubles, we continued to press on through
the dreary days and tedious nights, oftentimes hiding, deter-
mined to reach our homes again, though we had to go through
fire to do so. Often and again, when upon the verge of
starvation, we were strongly inclined to visit cabins of the
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negroes in whom we had almost absolute faith, but despite
this, we as often beat back the tempter (our stomachs) and
refused to jeopardize our situation until certain that we could
find some one in whom to put our trust, and with it, our lives.
We did not make a serious attempt to seek help from the
slaves until we had reached a point two hundred and fifty
miles from Charleston, where, one afternoon, we found a
number at work in a field. We experienced no difficulty in
persuading the negroes that we were ‘‘ Yankee officers’’
escaping from bondage, and as soon as darkness fell they
hastened to our hiding-place, and at once took us to the shelter
of their lonely cabins, displaying the utmost delight at our
presence. After this we did not hesitate in seeking them out.
There was something almost royal in the cheerfully-rendered
service of these poor creatures, who seemed to look upon us as
in some way sufferers for their sake, and they fairly loaded us
with kindness—oftentimes insisting upon our accepting the
last pound df their meal. They also gave us explicit
information, as to the best route to the mountains, and on our
departure heartfelt blessings.

We had a remarkable adventure one night near Dallas, North
Carolina. Becoming almost breathless from a long chase by
some horsemen, we sat down to recover. By-and-by, we heard
a man and a woman approaching, both singing from the depths
of their lungs. Believing them to be negroes, we concluded to
seek assistance, and when the man got within a few yards of
us, halted him. ‘The female, with a yell of terror, sprang into
the woods and ran off like a frightened deer, while the man, in
a voice which showed no nervousness, asked who we were and
what we wanted. His voice satisfied us that he was a white
man, and the clicking of a weapon gave evidence of his ability
to defend himself. Necessarily we resorted to conversational
strategy, putting and answering questions with wariness. It
required but a brief time, however, to discover the status of the
stranger, and probably he had never been embraced before with
the vehement warmth we displayed when we learned that he
was a loyalist, a firm friend of the Union. He insisted upon
our visiting his home, two miles away, which we did by
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“cutting across lots,’’ thus. avoiding mounted patrols which
continually scoured the country. His amiable wife, who had
awaited his return, speedily prepared an excellent supper—
the first we had had in six months—to which the reader may
well imagine we each did the fullest justice, the smiles and
kindly words of our hostess seasoning the rich repast. That
night, sitting before the cheerful blaze of that noble North
Carolinian’s great hearth, he told us the story of the loyalty of
the people in the western part of the State, proving to us that
Freedom still had brave defenders among the hardy foresters of
the ‘‘ Old North State.’? When the sun made its appearance
‘we were Several miles beyond Dallas—our gepial and brave
host, C. C. Withers, an ex-member of the legislature, having
accompanied us some distance ; and after directing us to other
Unionists, he disappeared in the deep shadows of the woods.
which surrounded us.

We now pursued our journey with lighter hearts and nimbler
feet, notwithstanding the fact that our boots wére fast giving
out, owing to the terrible hard usuage they had undergone.
Long before we reached the majestic Catawba I was compelled
to walk barefooted, and much as I then suffered, it was no com-
parison to what I underwent after reaching the mountains.

While making our way through a pine woods and endeav-
oring to give a wide berth to the town of Morganton, a
rendezvous for Confederate conscripts, we were almost paralyzed
to discover, but a few yards away, and directly in our course,
a magnificent looking Confederate officer in full uniform,
mounted upon a fine horse. In his holsters were a brace of
pistols, and at his side, a sabre. A retrograde movement on
our part would be useless. Instinctively we halted as the
horseman stood before us, with pity depicted in his every look.
He asked no questions, but directed us to the best point for
crossing the Catawba, whose angry roar we could plainly hear,
and then putting spurs to the noble animal he bestrode, dashed
away. We hastened on and in two hours stood upon a high
bluff overlooking the stream, which required two days’ time to
cross. Discovering apple trees in a field below, we descended
and picked what fruit remained, which we were rejoiced to
 

CORP’L JOHN V. M. SUTPHIN,

CORP'L FRANCIS A, KENYON,

COMPANY F. COMPANY a.
CROSSING THE CATAWBA. 321

obtain. It was while thus engaged that we were discovered
by a number of men who lived in a house on the opposite side
of the river. Seeing them hasten down to the river’s bank,
spring into a boat and row across, we took to our heels
and put as much distance as possible between us and
them before darkness settled upon the earth. ‘They found
our retreat at midnight, but again did we succeed in
giving them the slip. The country about there seems to have
been fully aroused, as next day we saw parties of men in
various directions, acting in an excited manner. ‘Towards the
close of the day, however, we again managed to reach the right
bank of the river, by crawling on our hands and bodies through
‘the high, dry weeds which extended almost from the woods to
the water, and were made inexpressibly happy soon after by
discovering a large flat boat, fastened to a stump, lying a few
yards up stream. Nothing but death would now prevent us
from crossing our ‘‘Jordan,’’ but it would not do to be too
precipitous in our action. It required much skill to guide and
propel the craft across the swift-running current, but we finally
accomplished the task, and springing upon the shore, allowed
the boat to float away, and shortly afterwards had the satisfac-
tion of witnessing its destruction among the rocks a few hundred
yards below, believing this conduced to our safety. The
Catawba river was the most serious obstacle in the water line
that we had to contend with, and we were devoutly thankful
that we had been so fortunate in accomplishing its passage.
This speedily brought us into Caldwell county, where we
providentially met many deserters from the Confederate armies
—men who, impressed or driven into a service which they had
condemned from the start, and for which they never had any-
thing but hatred—in their mountain homes, now defied the
power of the Confederate authorities. These brave men,
headed by the numerous Estes family, welcomed us with open
arms, for there was a sort of kinship between us which made
us at once the strongest friends. It was in this section that we
became associated with many of these brave and hardy
mountaineers, and had from scores of lips the story of their
present life, which was full of peril and sublime heroism. These
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men were associated with another class called ‘‘lyers-out,’’ who
lived in caves and other retreats, and who had resisted or evaded
the conscription through all the years of the war—a period to
them and their families of vicissitude and suffering. In all my
wanderings I never saw more determined men ; and, mingling
among them, I thought of the brave defenders of the Tyrol; of
the hardy Waldenses, fighting and dying among their native
hills for dear liberty’s sake. Most of the noble fellows whom
we thus met in the mountains of western North Carolina were,
before the war, in comfortable circumstances, owning pleasant
and profitable farms, but now all were reduced to want, many
of them being penniless. I saw many men in this region who,
compelled to abandon everything because of their devotion to
the government and the Union, had not dared to cross their own
door-sills, although almost daily they had seen their homes
from their hiding-places in the dense forests and among the
mountains they loved so well. While thus exiled in enforced
idleness, their brave, true-hearted and devoted wives performed
every drudgery, working their little farms, and often at the
dead hour of night, at the hazard of their lives, carrying food,
etc., to the refugees, in whose well-being they were so warmly
interested. A volume would be needed, were I to repeat the
tales of suffering and the narratives of guerrilla outrages prac-
ticed on these people. But, long since, I decided to let bygones
be bygones.

We had but little difficulty in persuading a hundred and
more of these loyal North Carolinians to accompany us on our
journey to the Union lines, reaching which we promised to use
our influence in procuring them arms, clothing, etc., and with
but little hesitation they bade their wives and little ones
farewell, and started. ‘Their wives would pray for them, they
said, and if they were so fortunate as to procure arms and
ammunition, then they would return and be able to protect
their homes, and put an end forever to the atrocities committed
in the name of the Confederacy. How the weather-beaten faces
of these men glowed under the inspiration of that thought!
How fondly the little hands of their children clung around the
necks of these self-sacrificing mountaineers in the solemn
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parting, and how anxious were their noble wives that they
might be successful in obtaining the ardently desired supplies.

A fatiguing march of two days brought us to the summit of
Grandfather mountain, on which lived the family of a Baptist
clergyman, named Prickett, who, despite their wretchedness,
extended a kindly welcome, bidding us make ourselves as
comfortable as the limited capacity of the log cabin allowed.
Most of the party, however, continued on to what was called
the ‘‘rock-house,’’ a huge rock under which Mr. Prickett and
his two sons had often found refuge when searched for by the
Confederate soldiers. Mrs. Prickett regretted she had nothing
of the meat kind with which to regale us, but before supper-
time arrived, ‘‘Sim’’ Philyaw, a noted Union scout, brought
in a young black bear, which he had killed near the old mill
below. This was a grateful surprise to all. We hada square
meal before following our companions to the rock-house—the
first bear meat I had ever tasted. That night a violent snow-
storm set in, and when day appeared, the ground was covered
with the fleecy flakes to the depth of six or seven inches. My
heart almost failed me as I remembered that I was without
covering for my feet; that I had no hat; that my red flannel
shirt, which I had worn more than six months, was threadbare ;
that my blouse was in tatters, and that my trousers reached
but to my knees. I feared I must now certainly perish, so
great was the cold which had set in in earmest, so biting was
the blast which reached us at an altitude of more than six
thousand feet. Our mountaineer friends were not in the most
cheerful frame of mind when day broke, and my worst fears
were realized when they informed us that it would be impossible
to proceed until the storm abated, until the snow left no trail
of our march. I besought these men to make another start,
promising them all sorts of good things on arriving within the
Union lines, and at noon, to the great joy of my heart, they
resumed the tramp over the dreary and inhospitable waste, on
which, for days afterwards we suffered more than tongue can
tell or my pen describe. Occasionally Major E. A. Davis of
the Third North Carolina mounted infantry, who was up in
the mountains looking for recruits and who was, with his
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Henry rifle and navy revolver, a valuable acquisition to our
party, succeeded in replenishing our larder with a bear or wild
hog or turkey, which would be equitably divided. It was
while making our weary way across this trackless waste that
a desperate engagement occurred between a company of Con-
federates under Captain Hartley, and a small band of Unionists
commanded by Ljieutenant James Hartley, of the Third
regiment. The confident Confederate at last gave up the
contest, and hastened to rejoin Breckinridge’s army—then
advancing upon Knoxville, via Cumberland Valley. I appre-
hend that the fight was all the more desperate, as the contesting
parties were led by two brothers.

Many of the mountains in the Appalachian chain, over which
we wearily pursued our difficult and dangerous way, rose to a
height of between five thousand and seven thousand feet, and,
on a bright day, seen trom a distance, they seemed bathed in a
beautiful mellow haze. Oftentimes we looked down upon the
tops of mighty forests, and, despite our sorrowful and peculiar
position, never tired of their grandeur. Gaining the great
Smoky mountain range, I involuntarily turned, and looking
Carolinaward, saw our old friends of the Blue Ridge and Alle-
gheny ranges, scattered for miles in friendly groups among the
dark and forbidding-looking forests; before us and behind -us
deep ravines, and beyond all, uncorneted peaks which the bright
blue sky seemed tenderly to bend over and kiss. Space will
not permit a narration of the thousand thrilling incidents con-
nected with our remarkable journey, and I shall have to content
myself by drawing the veil over them, and closing with an
account of our entering the Union lines.

We had another narrow escape from guerrillas at Crab
Orchard, Tennessee, and evaded them only by a wide detour,
making for Bull Gap, at the foot of the beautiful Cumberland
valley. Keith and Palmer, with their bands of irregulars, got
upon our trail on Higgins’ Ridge, and came within an ace of
gobbling us as we were climbing Big Butt mountain, from the
summit of which we beheld the valley, the promised land.
Greenville, the home of Andrew Johnson, lay like a speck just
below us, while fifteen or twenty miles away, directly in our
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front, was Bull Gap, through which ran the railroad to Knox-
ville—one hundred miles distant—a place of all others we now
most desired to reach. Ina few hours my torn and bleeding
feet would receive the care and attention their condition called
for ; in a few hours I should again be under the flag I had fol-
lowed in the field since April 16, 1861; ina few hours my fears
and trials and fatigues would be ended, and joy and
peace reign in my mind. ‘‘Only fifteen miles from the
foot of this hill,’’ said my friend ‘‘Bill’’ Estes, who had
done all in his power to alleviate my sufferings, ‘‘and we
shall be safe.’”’ That exclamation urged me to renewed vigor,
stimulated me to increased action and enlivened my spirits in a
most wonderful manner. Down Big Butt we went with accel-
erated pace, despite its roughness—all the while keeping our
eyes upon the ‘‘Gap,”’ as if it would take wings and flee from
us. A loud reverberation, which came up from the hitherto
still valley, shook the grand old hills about us, causing an
instantaneous halt of our entire party. What could it be—
what caused it? The answer came the next moment in the
unmistakable report of artillery and musketry; and looking
towards the ‘‘Gap,’’ the smoke arising from a battle then and
there in progress was plainly visible. Now, indeed, was my
position discouraging. With an army of the enemy directly
across my path, and with cruel and desperate guerrillas hovering
about us, how should we escape recapture, perhaps death? As
the shades of night settled upon the earth there came a sudden
termination of the conflict. What would the morrow bring
forth ?

A young woman, living at the foot of the mountain, mounted
her ‘‘filly,’’ and hastened away after news; and returning,
reported that Breckenridge had defeated General Gillem at Blue
Lick Springs—the latter being in full retreat upon Knoxville.
Just at this moment a mountaineer, breathless with excitement,
reached us, declaring that the guerrillas are ‘‘ hot on our trail.’’
We lost no time in seeking covert in a ravine between two
towering mountains, where, we flattered ourselves there would
be comparative safety. Captains Todd and Grant, with a
mountaineer, went down to a hamlet to obtain rations and to
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procure for me a pair of shoes, or some covering for my feet. I
did not again see them within the Confederate lines. While
they were absent one of the party, commiserating my extreme
wretchedness, improvised a pair of moccasins from a pair of
skins which he had found in a corn-crib near by, and my feet
felt comfortable for the first time in more than a month. Besides
the dangers which surrounded us, our condition was rendered
more wretched and pitiable by the long fast which we had been
compelled to observe—hard, dry ears of corn was the only food
obtainable, and this we munched in bitterness of spirit. Seated
upon a log, for sleep had been a stranger to me for weeks, I was
meditating upon the mutability of terrestrial affairs, when our
camp was suddenly thrown into a state of violent commotion.
For a moment, my senses were bewildered, but whizzing bullets
and demoniac yells, together with the heavy hoofs of many
horses, speedily brought me toa realizing sense of my condition.
Owing to the iritense darkness, I saw nothing save the lurid
flashes from the fire-arms of the guerrillas, who, having at
last caught us napping, were now carrying on their hellish
work, firing and slashing wildly as they rode in upon and
among the helpless—sparing neither sex, age, nor condition.
For the time being I must have ceased to remember my acute
ailments, as I discovered myself running, sometimes falling
upon the frost-covered ground—intent only on widening the
distance between myself and the enemy, from whom if re-
captured, I well knew I could expect no favors. For nearly
six long and dreary weeks I had undergone great fatigue, en-
dured terrible privation and exposure to regain liberty, and
I felt that my long march of nearly one thousand miles at an
inclement season of the year, with my life in constant jeopardy,
deserved something better than the fate which I was satisfied
these yelping and cruel-hearted bushwhackers would be only
too happy to mete out in case they succeeded in retaking me.
On, on, I went, my movements being, of course, greatly
accelerated by the whizzing of bullets which sped in too close
a proximity to be pleasant ; but by-and-by, when faint and
almost exhausted, and apparently out of immediate danger, I
sat down to extricate a piece of stick which had been forced
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into the fleshy part of my heel. Alone in that awful solitude,
among great overtowering hills, in wretchedness and misery,
without food, almost destitute of apparel and barefooted, my
heart, fast throbbing in the exciting run for life, had now nearly
ceased to pulsate. As I sat, transfixed in that wild region,
contemplating my condition, the manifold dangers which sur-
rounded me, a terrible fear took possession of my soul. I had
no article of value about me—no money, no knife or other
weapon, no blanket, no utensil in which to cook, nothing to
cook, nothing to eat, neither did I know in which direction to
turn, which course to pursue. What had been the fate of my
companions I knew not,-nor had I any means of ascertaining.
Daylight came at last, bringing some relief to my anxious
mind. I was on the brink of despair, when sounds of
an approaching party were borne to my ever-listening ears.
Secreting myself, I soon became convinced that they were
friends, and when near enough I recognized Major Davis,
Captain Lewis and a-score of others. I cannot express
the joy I felt as I bounded like a school-boy towards them,
expecting, of course, to find the three firm comrades with
whom I had set out on the fateful pilgrimage. Alas! Grant
and Todd were missing—neither having been seen or heard
from since they departed to search for needed food. I was
affectionately greeted, having been given up for dead. We
hastened away, keeping along under the shadows of the moun-
tains, into which we could again retreat did such a step become
necessary, but although we heard desultory firing in the direc-
tion of the railroad each day, and occasionally saw affrightened
farmers along Pigeon ands French Broad rivers, ‘‘ fleeing from
the wrath to come,’’ we managed to escape observation and
make between twenty and thirty milesaday. In less thana
week we were safe within the Union lines at Knoxville, whose
citizens we found in a high state of excitement, consequent
upon the approach of Breckenridge’s half-starved army.

Shall I conclude my narrative by telling you with what ani-
mation Lewis and myself rehearsed to Generals Gillem and
Carter, and a listening company of brave officers, who so
kindly welcomed us to that heroic town, the story of our suf-
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ferings and escape—how they cheered us by complimentary
remarks upon our achievement and by ministering to our wants
—how thoughts of an old-fashioned Thanksgiving with the
dear ones at home that night made our dreams luminous as
with the smiles of angels? No; you can imagine all this, and
if you have ever been in such perils as we had escaped, you
will understand what I mean when I say that life seemed to us,
in these first hours of deliverance, like a resurrection, in which
we stood with crowns upon our heads, and shining pathways
leading heavenward, stretching away in reaches of splendor
before our weary feet. Rested at length from our fatigue,
under orders from the provost-marshal-general to report to the
adjutant-general at Washington, we parted from the friends
whose tender nursing I shall never forget, and a few days after-
ward received the hearty kisses of loved ones on our lips—
loved ones from whom all through my dreary captivity I had
never heard one word, and who long since had made up their
minds never to see me again this side of that river which all
must ford at the roll-call from above.
J. MADISON DRAKE,
Captain Ninth New Jersey Veteran Volunteers.
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A SENTIMENTAL SOLDIER,

s
WHAT A PRIVATE SAW IN THE RANKS—RETROSPECT OF
THE YOUNGEST MAN IN THE NINTH.

During the summer and autumn of the year 1863, I doubt if
there were a boy in the North that didn’t feel that his small
arms were needed in the war for the Union. _I was reciting in
history in a preparatory school at Niagara, when a telegram
came to the principal, telling him of the death of a kinsman at
Chancellorsville. ‘The classes were dismissed for the day and
there was a solemn league and covenant among the elder boys
—tanging from twelve to sixteen—that we should emulate the
heroes of our own text-books and take up arms for the patrie
in danger. Parental and family discipline met these stirring
resolves with effective dissuadents. Of the Spartan band I
believe there were three of us, who evading friends and guard-
ians, finally found ourselves in arms before the year was out.
A boy’s generous dreams are a man’s noblest purpose, if based
upon realities. Mine were. Though I was barely twelve when
Sumter was fired upon, I knew every name of prominence in
both armies. I could produce a map, more or less accurate, of
every encounter of the two armies from Mill Spring to Pea
Ridge. The supercedure of. McClellan in 1862, for a time
damped my ardor, and I suiked like a very small Achilles in my
tent, resolved to let Secretary Stanton carry on the burdens of
the war alone! But the disaster to Hooker’s army—so soon
after Burnside’s hideous travesty at Fredericksburg, overcame
my detestation of Stanton, and in the autumn of 1863 I closed
amy books and resolved to help him out! My age was a bar to
my enlistment where I was known, but with the spirit of
adventure thrilling in me, I wrote toa school fellow in New
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York, and he assured me that if I could Jook eighteen we, he
_and I, could pass muster in an ‘office he knew in Newark. So
in the latter days of November—while I was still in my four-
teenth year, I turned a holiday visit to New York into an
engagement with Uncle Sam to help him to conquer rebellion.
I had in my dreams of Napoleonic glory always turned to the
cavalry as the field for the, pomp and circumstance of war in
all its splendor, and went to Newark, really bent on
joining the Third cavalry. Through the persuasion of
the late Rev. Edward H. Camp, then in Parker & Keasby’s
law office, I finally cast my fortunes in with the “glorious ”’
Ninth, as it was then justly known in the Jerseys. My New
York comrade lost heart when the time came to sign—but both
my pride and fervor supported me. It was well I had an
inordinate share of both, for I can conceive no vicissitudes
more disheartening than the ordeal of a recruit, sent with
squads to the field. The delay in getting uniformed, the
odious quarters in Newark, among a class of men, hardly
congenial to a boy of fourteen, who had seen nothing of the
rougher side of life, the dismal barracks at Trenton, where I
was detained two months, I think, all these stripped my roseate
dreams of their color and left nothing but the squalid and
disheartening reality. Many a time, I fear, during those weeks
of waiting, I would have gladly renounced my chances of
glory, and returned to my books, if I could have cancelled my
contract with Uncle Sam. I could readily have done it too—
as the recruiting-officer knew well that I was not eighteen—
though he had set me down at that age. The barracks to
which the recruits were assigned was on the shore of the
Delaware—just out of Trenton. To this day I see those long
miserable sheds, with tiers of cold hard ‘‘ bunks ’’ rising above
each other like a vast bureau with the front off. I hear the ‘‘ sky
larking,’’ the buffoonery, the almost pathetic merry-making
of men depressed and yearning for the home many of them
were never to See again.

Slowly, however, we were turned into warriors; we had the
light blue trousers, the hideous uniform coat, the short blouse
and that masterpiece of ugliness, the leather peaked cap, I
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thought them beautiful then, at least I felt that at last I was a
soldier, and, like Napoleon’s recruits, I secretly dreamed that a
marshal’s baton might be in my slouchy knapsack! I think
no explorer, no traveler, ever set out with such joy for the
lands held in his hope, as I embarked for Newport News one
raw January day. ‘There were not more than a dozen men for
the Ninth ; one I remember—a Canadian—Alexander McCaus-
land. He was a civil, decent lad, and I at once began to fire
him with the glories that were to be ours. I never quite
succeeded in making him see that there was much in war—for
his part all he asked was a quiet billet where there were no
bullets! He laughed at my enthusiasm—shocking me by
suggesting that as my friends knew Colonel Zabriskie that I
should ask for a detail at headquarters, where I might escape
the bullets! Imagine a hungry man admitted to a banquet
and then bidden to sit at one side to look on while the others
ate! It was a humid, misty morning, neither summer nor
winter weather, when the boat from Fortress Monroe landed us
at the long broad wharf at Newport News. I had my eyes
fastened on the desolate sandy tract all the way up the channel,
and my eagerness to see the regiment was hardly checked long
enough to cast a curious glance at the spars of the ‘‘ Congress,’”
then still visible where the ‘‘ Merrimac’’ had sunk her in the
spring of ’62. The regiment was well housed. We could see
the comfortable tents from the landing. I think I was a little
disappointed that the companies were not drawn up in line to
welcome me! But I consoled myself by thinking that perhaps
they didn’t know just what an ambitious warrior had come
among them! I had letters to various people in the regiment,
and before joining my company I had canvassed the question
with great care. I don’t know what shifted the balance to
Company H, but I think it was the recommendation of Surgeon
Woodhull. I never regretted the choice. Company H was in
line between A and K; Lawrence was then captain—with
Pullen and Hawk as lieutenants. Taylor was first sergeant. I
was taken into the tent with Donnelly, Sutphen, and another
whose name has escaped me. As may beimagined, that the
sort of person I have described myself to be, was no end of fun
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for these lively and jocose veterans—as well as all who heard
our discussions in the neighboring streets. I was too young
and too ardent to dissemble my glowing visions of the grandeur
of the soldier’s career, and I dare say I must have revealed
a good deal of artless bumptiousness to keep the boys in
mirth. I believe I was at first brevetted brigadier by the wags
of Company A, whose tents were within easy hearing of the
learned expositions I was never tired of making of the art of
war.. Jomini himself couldn’t have been more fertile than I in
disposing of the Union armies. For months after I joined the
Ninth, I remember the boys were always ready to engage me
in disputes on the superiority of McClellan’s methods to those
of Grant. What did not strike me then, but has since, when I
have mingled with the soldiery of France, Germany, Austria
and Italy, is the remarkable insight the private soldiers of the
Union army had into the current movements of each campaign.
The days of hero worship had gone by. McClellan, while by
no means forgotten or less adored than in the early days, was
no longer the subject of acrimonious debate in these canvas
congresses. Grant was rated about as he tumed out, while
Sherman very rapidly came to fill the place at first accorded
McClellan, as the only Napoleonic master developed at that
time by the war.

No site more charming for a military bivouac could be
imagined than the camp of the Ninth on the Newport News
table-land. Flanked on the south by the wide, misty waters of
the James—beyond which, on clear days, we could see the rebel
shores to the south and east almost to Norfolk, there was a per-
petual panorama of nature’s most varied pageantry. By day,
the monitors, with their many colored fabrics, their nimble
seamen, their portentous and mysterious power, were under
oureyes. At night their bells, ringing out musically, gave re-
assurance of guardianship from the waters. ‘Then to the east
the dim gray walls of Fortress Monroe and the hazy glimpse of
the ocean. West and north we were encircled by thick, clus-
tering, swamp-like groves—made solemn and awful by clumps
of pine and the palm laurel which holds its dark, dead green
all the year round. A New York cavalry regiment, the Third,
AN INSPIRED PICTURE. 333

I think it was, in which there were friends from my home, lay
encamped just west of us.

The perfect joy of a fine day, during these first rapturous
months of soldiering for me, was when the ‘‘ Ninth’ turned
out of an afternoon to parade on the smooth esplanade, to the
north of the symmetrical city of tents. What a picture it was
to my ardent eyes! The men, all veterans—sacred to my
young mind, for the dangers they had undergone — trim,
jaunty in march, statue-like in line, I could imagine myself
viewing Massena’s iron infantry at Wagram. And the young
colonel, the gentle, modest, intrepid Zabriskie! What a god
of war I thought him, as he stood in the centre, to receive the
stately and splendid group that marched up in salute. And
Carrell, the gay, the dauntless, the irritable, the chivalrous
young rider so soon to go down in the withering blast I was
panting tobein! How hisclear, boyish voice rang out. With
what an eagle glance he.swept the pulseless line from right to
left, every man feeling his armor punctured by that impervious
flash. Then the exultation, when H, my company, were
entrusted with the colors, in the hands of the dare-devil
Donnelly (Jack). I wondered often if Lee wouldn’t tremble it
he had known that such a valorous body was lying in wait to
pounce upon him! They were splendid delusions, laughable
enough—but I would give up all the realities of my life, rather
than never to have known them! Then the drill, the glorious
battalion drill, with that superb, kingly Stewart, then lieutenant-
colonel, swinging and crowding and launching the companies
from point to point, in and out, above and about, athwart and
across, betwixt and between, as though the groups of flesh and
bone had been gigantic chessmen, or shuttle cocks, and his voice
clear as a bell, resonant as the tenor note of a colossal organ.
Why, to hear that voice in battle, as I afterward heard it, was
to lift a coward to heroism, inspire courage to madness. I
shall never be brought to believe that an able-bodied boy can’t
be made a good soldier—the best, in fact. Itis imagination that
makes the warrior, as it is imagination that makes man at his
best in any calling. I invested all the repulsive duties of the
soldier with romance. My gun was as dear to me as the
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charger to the knight. I fondled it, caressed it; guarded it,
kept it, as a woman keeps her jewel box. My share of the
tent was as sacred to me as a bit of the holy carpet to the
Mussulman. My meager duties—guard or detail—were as
devoutly, scrupulously attended to as the functions of the
acolytes at the altar. Nor were the men, even the veterans,
much less conscientious, the glamour to them had long gone,
but they were soldiers and patriots toa man. Some of them
shared my hearty detestation of Stanton, and regarded the
conduct of the war as a criminal conspiracy among the
regnant politicians—but there was not a man who shrank
from laying down his life whenever the sacrifice would
bring victory to our flag or glory to our regiment. And
then the long, delightful hours between supper and ‘“‘ taps !”’
The games on the esplanade, the athletic sports, the
leaps over the cooking poles, where the big boiling pots
hung, the races, the kindly camardenie of these great
boys, chaffing, tantalizing, guying, ‘“‘rigging,’’ coarse horse
play there sometimes often was—but at bottom the men were
tender, compassionate, rough, but helpful. Then when dark-
ness fell, until taps, what a congress of debating societies !
My delight was to get some of the veterans going, and hear for
the hundredth time the dash on Roanoke, the advance into that
tortuous shamble of fire and thicket. Then the descent on
Newbern, the impulsive onslaught, the rout of the rebels and
the fruits of victory. Every mau had his hero in the exploits ;
Reno and Foster were the general favorites, and the event
proved the unerring instinct of the soldier, for Reno, to the end,
rose step by step through scientific methods in generalship.
Heckman was the regiment’s personal hero. Of him the legends
were countless; his daring, his invention, his temper, his
caprices, all were dwelt onfondly. Underhisinitiative the men
would have dared all that became a general to ask. I cancon-
ceive no higher testimony to an officer. These tales of the
regiment’s past were carried on in tones that enabled men in
the tents, two or three rows distant, to take part, and many a
time, at a thrilling juncture, the narrator was interrupted by a
stentorian voice in Company K or A correcting some detail of
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battle or skirmish. But when taps—lights out—sounded, then
these Homeric recitals fell to a whisper, and many a time I lay
till midnight eagerly urging my tent mates to goon and on. I
soon knew every day of the life of the regiment, from the
formation and rendezvous at Camp Olden to the hour I joined
it. There was but one thing in all-my camp life that was
repulsive—that was my turn at early morning ‘‘policing.’’ It
was a mere boy’s dislike to manual labor—but I must own that
my corporal’s chevrons, when they came, were welcome
mainly, because they relieved me of this trivial hardship.
“Bobby ”’ Phillips, who was the most energetic disciplinarian
in the policing line, took a mild delight, I think, in seeing me
shoveling, sweeping and ‘‘tidying up’’ thestreet. He examined
my white, soft hands daily with affected solicitude, remarking
dryly as the ridges began to appear on the palms, ‘‘ Oh, you'll
do in time, my son, but if you don’t hurry and get a hand big
enough to hold your gun, I'll have to ask Captain Lawrence to
put you in the drum corps.’’ Now the drum corps was my
horror. It was against such a fate that I kept my mouth
closed when the recruiting officer entered my age on enlisting.
I used to walk along the river side, when no one was by and
lift rocks for hours to broaden and harden my hands, such was
my terror of being degraded from the dignity of a warrior to
the non-combatant post of a musician. All this made great
sport for the men of the company, who soon penetrated my
ingenuous aspirations. To add to the comic role, I had
brought my Latin and Greek books, and in hours of leisure I
learned my lessons, and recited them to the dominie, Chaplain
Carrell. There were chapel exercises every Sunday and I
believe I took a perfunctory part in them, in return for the
chaplain’s tutorship. This gave me the name of the dominie.
The men attended chapel in great numbers, but I don’t think
war and religion very compatible—so far as I could see there
wasn’t a man in the regiment that didn’t detect the humorous
contradiction between the gentle teachings of Christ and the
immediate demands of soldiership. Evidently my ardor told
in making mea trustworthy soldier. Within six weeks from
the day I joined I was gratified by being permitted to go on
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guard—something, Bobby Phillips told me, had never been
known before. I think that it was partly because of my
eagerness and partly through his good favor. As a general
rule, the recruit doesn’t yearn to go on guard—I did... I wanted
to be a soldier, and I never felt that I was one until the great
day when I marched out of the company street, proud as
Cesar at his consular triumph. Captain Appleget was officer
of the day. He knew I was a raw man and crossed my line
repeatedly to try me. He caught me once, but he didn’t turn
outward to the beat. ‘That was the only time in all my service
that I missed taking a ‘‘ pass of merit’”’ for duty well done. I
have them all now and I wouldn’t part with them for the same
amount of paper, stamped into treasury notes. The green
shading in the Ninth’s uniform gave the regiment an individ-
uality in appearance that I never saw in others. I was told by
the old members that this green background for shoulder straps,
epaulets and chevrons distinguished the regiment through the
fact that it had been originally designed for a sharp shooting
battalion. Be the cause what it may, the Ninth in parade
uniform was a very handsome body. I saw all the armies of
the Union, and I never saw a battalion that surpassed ours in
form or color. ‘The days passed like a dream. Newport News
in winter was as mild as our home climate in April or May, the
morning dull until the arrival of the journals. I remember our
indignation because we could get nothing but the wretched
Inquirer of Philadelphia, a paper that has always represented
to me the very lowest status of American journalism. Its news
was never accurate; its proof-reading was slovenly, but in some
way it had got a monopoly in our department, and we rarely
saw anything else. We never accepted anything we read in it
as true until we verified its statements in other journals sent us
through through the mails, which were of course much longer
coming. Amusements were few—most of the men when off
duty passed hours at ‘‘cribbage,”’ ‘‘euchre’’ ‘‘and ‘‘seven-
up.’’ Poker, I think, was never played, but Iam not certain
of this, for I did not know one game from another. Drinking
at that time I never saw anything of. I often heard of men
getting liquor, but I never saw a sign of it, ‘The food was
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excellent and abundant; coffee we had of the best; fresh meat
and fresh bread, which though badly kneaded and baked
worse, was still palatable and even digestible to men so
much in the open air and in pretty regular exercise. The
bean soup became fairly relishable after a few days, and
I may say that I never had an ill day during my term
of service, except when I was wounded. The life of the
camp became delightful to me. I never found it dull or
wearisome. Never found the monotonous duties tiresome.
Everything that brought me near the heroic ordeal, battle,
moved my wonder and sustained my ardor. The regiment was
sadly worn down when [I reached it, and shortly after my
drilling began all the companies went home on furlough, that
is, all whose time having expired, had re-enlisted. There were,
I think, about one hundred men in the detachment left behind.
With these, of course, the recruits remained. It was a sad
parting when the veterans drew up on the wharf to debark for
New Jersey. Those going home were very gay, those left
behind were cast down, by the severing of ties that bind men
as no other relationship can. They had served together during
three years, they had buffeted the fatal surf at Hatteras, they
had stormed the recesses of Roanoke, they had charged the
lines of Newbern, they had marched to Kinston, Goldsboro
and Tarboro, they had established the links that strengthen all
that is generous, ennobling and brotherly in men. They might
never again, under the red shield of war, meet or greet each
other. Many reasons, all good, prompted the handful that
declined to enlist. ‘They were the flower of the regiment, in
all that goes to make fine soldiery, and I never heard a word in
disparagement of their action. A few days after, I don’t know
but simultaneously with the departure of the regiment for the
north, the little band, with the recruits, were sent across to
Portsmouth, and thence to ‘‘ Camp Julian,’’ near Gettys Station,
to piquet the interior line of forts and works defending the
Blackwater. We were still in Butler’s command, occupying a
well laid out camp that had been arranged by one of Peck’s
brigades. Here we tented in the most haphazard disorder—
two men under acanvas. We built the most elaborate huts—
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palisades of pine, four or five feet high, with the commodious
A canvas for a roof. Jerome W. Woolery of K -company, a
young Marylander, was my comrade, and we made life
simply ideal for soldiers. John A. Price of K company,
too, I think, was in charge of the battalion. He was a
delightful young fellow, not over twenty-five, I should say,
a thorough soldier and a charming companion. ‘To my chagrin
all military routine came to an end. ‘There were no drills, the
meagrest guard-mount, and of course no such thing as parade.
Time hung heavy on our hands, or would have hung like lead
on mine, if Price hadn’t detailed me as despatch-bearer. ‘This
took me to Portsmouth every day with regimental, or rather
detachment, reports for department headquarters. In this way
I fell in with friends in New York regiments at Gettys Station,
where the men and officers the previous winter had put up an
immense rough building, which was used for a church, theatre
and various other purposes. ‘They were getting up a benefit
performance for some object, I have forgotten what, and I was
induced totake part. The play was ‘‘ Maritana,”’ if I remember
rightly, and as I hadn’t the faintest appearance of beard, I was
cast for the réle of the heroine! Never was a play cast under
more difficulty, or mounted with such exertions. I squandered,
I think, sixty dollars in preparing gowns, which Woolery and
I had to make, to the last stitch! I exhausted all the
finery in the Norfolk and Portsmouth shops to supply my
costumes, and I think to this day that the audience got more
for their money than they ever did before or since. ‘The house
was packed. I’m sure there must have been three thousand
soldiers in front! Most of the players were Massachusetts
men, with the very marked New England pronunciation of
these regiments, which was always a subject of good-natured
mirth among the Jerseymen and New Yorkers. Woolery was
my dressing maid. I thought I should never get into the
corsets, skirts, and what not! The worst of it was, a group of
young officers insisted on crowding the dressing-room to see
that the audience was not cheated, as they jocularly said, by
padded calves and the like! Such a scene; three thousand
men singing and stamping impatiently in front; scores in the
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fharrow passage ways behind the scenes, and other scores
pretending to make love to the striplings undergoing the
ignominy of begowning, furbelowing and powdering! For we
left nothing undone to keep up the illusion, nor could half the
men in front be made to believe that Private K., Company H,
Ninth New Jersey, was not really a hoydenish lass, giving
her whole soul to the merry-making. ‘The play went off fairly
well; the Massachusetts boys enduring a good deal of guying
over their broad a’s and invariable misplacing of the r’s. The
heroine and hero were lustily called before the curtain—every
act—the men rising in their seats to cheer, while you may be
sure there was no end of facetious remarks on the comeliness of
the heroine’s arms, legs and bust! My voice, at the time was
just changing, and the unexpected gradations from a piping
treble to a shrill bass, convulsed the audience with laughter.
But the uproar of the evening came, when between the acts, I
was presented as Senorita somebody, from Havana—and danced
a Castilian minuet with castanets! I had not had a chance to
rehearse with the orchestra, for it had not been able to reach
Gettys Station until just before the curtain rang up. The
result was simply ludicrous. In the dance I would be caught
on one toe—just preparing for a spring and clash of the
castanets when the music would halt, stop dead, a few pipes
would sound from the horn and of course my pirouet was
ruined. ‘The men roared, they got up and stamped and danced
and shouted with delight. I think they kept me an hour
repeating that infernal dance, until my tarletan skirts and
pink tights were wet with prespiration as a towel after a
bath. All the Ninth’s detachment were on hand, and, of
course, cheered me lustily. There were profusions of bouquets
of one sort or another, and when the play was through the
colonel of one of the regiments came to the dressing-room
with all the officers and offered us an engagement at Butler’s
headquarters. The young officers carried us off to their
quarters and gave us a regal supper, the actors all the time in
our stage toggery !

This Capanan life, however, came to a sudden end in March.
The regiment arrived at Gettys ne morning and we
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all tore down, about two miles, to welcome it. How splendid
it looked, with the ranks full and the dark blue state flag at the
head. When the station had been left behind and the men
were at ‘‘route step,’’ they broke into a song that used to bea
favorite in those days. I only remember a few lines, for at that
time its Bacchanalian suggestion rather shocked me :

“By sad mistake we lost Bull Run,
By sad mistake we lost Bull Run,
We all skedaddled to Washington,

And we'll all drink stone blind,
Johnny fill up the bowl.

““When Johnny comes marching home again,
When Johnny comes marching home again,
We'll give him a hearty welcome then,

And we'll all drink stone blind,
Johnny fill up the bowl.

“‘From Newport News we next did go,
From Newport News we next did go,
We took our leave on a French furlough,
And we all drunk stone blind,
Johnny fill up the bowl.”

There were many more verses of equal inconsequence, but the
air was lively and the eftect joyous in the extreme, as the
stalwart thousand swung along the black, marshy causeway,
through the towering pines. The regiment came back com-
plete, every company was full. Our first hardship, an order,
that to this day rankles in my memory as a gross injustice, was
the vacation of our carefully built stockades. We had not
only built them with great pains, we had paid for lumber for
flooring and what not, and had finished the walls with consid-
erable art. Of course we knew that the arrangement of streets
must shift us elsewhere, but we expected to take our property
with us. ‘The orders, however, were rigorous, not a peg should
be touched. Hufty was in command—he made enemies that
mortifying day who have never forgotten that bit of wanton
disregard of a man’s inherent sense of justice. Drilling and
real soldiering was resumed with vigor. We had battalion
drill, brigade drill, and, I think, division drill, at Gettys
Station, where I saw for the first time ten thousand men
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together and thought them fifty thousand. Every day rumors
came thick and fast; Grant had come east and was to take
command of the Army of the Potomac. We were one day to
join him, the next to go to North Carolina, the next to march
on Weldon. We were in perpetual suspense. At last, early in
April, the inspiring word came, ‘‘ten days’ rations and light
marching order.’’ The evicted fellows, that is, those of us
who had been despoiled of our tents, exulted in the short tenure
the evictors had of our comfortable quarters, and I think some
of the boys, to make sure that there should be impartial justice,
if we ever returned, set fire to the streets of stockades we had
built and adorned. But nowI was tosee real war. I wasina
fever of delight—the dragging march to Gettys Station, the
slow journey on the cars to Portsmouth, I thought sufficient evi-
dence to send Butler to a court-martial. But we were finally
embarked on transports. Under the cover of night we steamed
out into the creamy island channel. Every man was watching,
breathless—would it be exile in North Carolina, would it be the
glory ofthe march on Richmond? For hours the vessel kept us
in doubt—then, oh, what exultation, we headed up the James !
We could hear the laboring iron-clads, hear the music of the
bells and the sonorous calls of the watch. Yes, we were going
to share the glory of the Army of the Potomac. In this
delicious certainty we piled down on the decks, almost two
deep, and sank into tranquil sleep. Gold straps, silver eagles,
even stars, glimmered in my brain for hours, until just as I was
demanding the keys of Richmond from Jeff. Davis in person,
with a corporal’s guard to back me, I was startled by a dull
jar! Iran tothe starboard side. ‘The steamer was lying still;
every one was asleep about me. ‘There wasn’t a ship or iron-
clad in sight. Hurrying to the other side, an enchanting sight
made me forget my disappointment. We were lying near the
green shore of a lovely little cove—apple-blossoms, peach-
blossoms, cherry-blossoms, all manner of exquisite vernal
blooms covered the rolling land as far asI could see. The
men were waked, planks run out, and in an hour or two we
were making our coffee in this unexpected Arcadia. Then the
rumor-monger had another plan ready. We were going to
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march up the south side of the James and cut off Lee’s com-
munications, while Grant came down from the Rapidan! This
commended itself to the strategists, and it was generally
accepted as the meaning of our diversion. By eight o’clock,
perhaps earlier, we were in line, Company H thrown out as
‘skirmishers. Fancy my state of mind—not only in actual
readiness for battle, but on the foremost line! Never, I suppose,
since war deluded man, was there such a happy, triumphant
boy. I fairly flew over the soft-ploughed fields, my gun well
in hand, part of the time my bayonet even fixed to spear the
rebels that I knew would give way when they saw how valiant
the Ninth was! The birds sang in a perfect delirium of joy ;
the trees glittered with dew, the blossoms filled the air with
fragrance—the country seemed an agricultural Eden. A dozen
times my comrades, half in jest, half in derision, shouted to me
to moderate my ardor and to keep in line—but fancying I saw
an enemy I made forward at the top of my speed, bound to
have the first prisoner! We had gone perhaps two miles in this
bouffe fashion when I saw the men right and left of me suddenly
dropping flat in the furrows. i
“Down, you damned fool,’’ some one called out to me, and
with the words a vicious z-zip-z-z-z-zip, sounded in my ears.
The rebel skirmishers had opened on us. I was really too
curious to see the enemy to lie down—nor was there any time ;
in an instant our men had jumped to their feet, and we were
all dashing forward at arun., Another company, K, I think,
deployed behind us and advanced on the double quick. Firing
then continued for two hours or more—but I must own I never
caught sight of an enemy until the smoke from his gun
revealed him. The trees, fences and irregularities of the
ground pretty effectually concealed them. I think we hada
dozen or more wounded, and there were evidences, as we pushed
on, that the rebels had not escaped intact. It was about noon
when we came up with the main body. ‘They hada small
wheezy piece of artillery, but we routed the line by a threat
in the flank and an advance in front. Then there stood
revealed to us, a pretty hamlet, buried under fragrant blossoms
—a sort of a plantation Concord—so peaceful and inviting that
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all thought of war seemed a desecration. But even while the
Ninth was preparing to march in, flames were seen issuing
from a great square mansion, evidently the baronial dwelling
of the place. Chattering darkies came out, skulking, imploring
aid and countenance, while the men rushed on to stop the
flames. The house was a rich planter’s—Judge somebody—the
name slips me. It had a well-stored library, and while most of
the men were looting the kitchens, cellars and granaries—Sam
Moore of Company K, with others, joined me in securing what
books we could lay our hands on. ‘The hamlet was Smithfield,
and I never knew the object of the incursion, for having driven
the rebels from the town we marched precipitately back, took
the transport and to our unspeakable mortification found our-
selves back in our old cantonments the next day. However, I
was in one sense well pleased. I had hired a negro to carry a
box of books, there must have been fifty volumes, Hollam’s
Constitutional History, Cicero’s Letters, and other works of
equal value. They were picked up on the lawn, where the
_nlegroes had thrown them from the library windows. I and
my comrades who made them spoil, had no doubt that they
were fair prizes of victory, and we compared notes with great
complacency when our treasures were ranged in our tents at
camp. But alas! just as we were finishing boxes to pack them
for home sending or safe keeping, came Sergeant Taylor with
an order from division headquarters, commanding every book
to be delivered up. They were to be returned to the judge,
who, it seems, was a non-combatant, and therefore exempt
from the predatory vicissitudes of intellectual pilferers.

After that expedition the camp strategists were silent for a
while and there were no more rumors. About the last day of
April, without a murmur of warning, we were ordered to be
ready to march at an hour’s notice. This time knapsacks
were to be packed with heavy clothing and stored at Ports-
mouth. At last we were going to have real war! Shelter
tents—that is a square of coarse cotton, about twice the size of
an ordinary hand towel, was given each man. ‘These buttoned
together and hung over a horizontal stick, about three feet
from the ground, would accommodate two men, their feet, of
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course, extending outside, at least if their legs were long. My
shelter tent covered every inch of me. We were now hurried
with an affectation of feverish energy to Portsmouth. Here
we embarked on transports. One vessel, I think it was the
““Mary Powell,’ if not, a steamer of her size, held every man
of the regiment, which shows how we were packed. We had
grown tired of conjectures and resolved now to wait-old ‘“‘ cock
eyes,’’ as General Butler was called, designs, without worrying.
We did, however, look longingly at the James as we passed
toward the Rip Raps, but resigned ourselves to the fortunes of
the sort of war made by political generals, when we found our-
selves headed for the open sea. But no sooner had we rounded
Fortress Monroe than a thrillingly, fascinating spectacle burst
upon us. The water, as far as we could see, was alive with
transports, tugs, gunboats—we were part of a great armada!
What could it mean? Burnside himself had not had such a
fleet when he took Hatteras. As night fell the mystery deep-
ened. ‘The great host made swift head northwestward. Oh,
now we knew. At last Stanton, secretary of war, had
come to see that McClellan’s way of taking Richmond was the
only feasible one. We were going to Yorktown, a day’s march
from Richmond, that was evident! Sure enough, the next
morning we were debarked on the sandy waste, made memor-
able by English, French and. American armies. ‘There, in
keeping with the fatality that marked everything Butler
undertook, we were sent to camp in a vale of infection. The
water for cooking ran through the putrefying debris made during
McClellan’s siege. By day the sun beat down upon us, and at
night the exhalations of the noisome soil shut us in like the
vapory density of an. English fog. Fortunately we were
not held there long, or every man in the climatic eccen-
tricities, or foul air, would have been in hospital. The
evening of the day, I think it was, after landing, the Ninth
took the advance towards Richmond. We were so elated,
that a cavalry escort, starting with-us, was left far in the
rear. At the end of a day’s march we were halted in a wilder-
ness of low pines, and it was hinted that we had better make
ourselves comfortable. ‘This was a surprise—but no sooner was
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the word given than we had our shelter tents up—soft beds of
thin heath grass spread on the turfy ground, and all the languor
of long leisure and contentment about us in no time. We
remained here in an irritable state of conjecture a day anda
night—if I recollect rightly—then under sudden orders, packed
up and marched precipitately back to Yorktown—where we
found the whole flotilla anchored. We went aboard at night,
steamed at full speed down to Fortress Monroe, and by noon
the next day, the fourth of May, were far up the James river...
Nobody dared believe the evidence of his own senses. We
had been deluded so often, that the strategists dared not open
their mouths to invent coming movements. All that soft
delicious May day we swept up the splendid river, the air
balmy and fragrant, the shores an endless succession of exquisite
lines and colors. -For once, General Butler surprised the enemy
instead of himself. We landed later in the afternoon at Ber-
muda Hundred. In competent hands, our army, ten thousand
or more, would have been before, even in, Richmond by noon
the next day. The surprise was complete. The rebels had no
idea of the blow, no notion of our numbers. Butler, however,
for heaven only knows what reason, sent us into camp on the
hot open.heaths between the two rivers—dawdled there until
the enemy were in a good defensive position, then made a
tardy move upon Petersburg. Many and amusing were the
judgments delivered on Butler. I have seen the general twice
—once when he reviewed our division, or rather rode along the
lines as we were on the point of setting out towards the rear of
Petersburg. I would give a handsome penny to have the
commander of the forces perpetuated in oil on canvas as the
astonished eyes of ten thousand armed men saw him that day.
I don’t remember the color of his horse, but it was fit for a
Charles V in the beauty of its contour, the arched elegance of
the neck and the richness of the trappings. It was a proverb
in the department that whatever else old ‘‘ cockeye’’ lacked in
generalship, he was a bountiful provider. When other armies
were on their uppers and the cooks’ stores ran for weeks on
“salt horse,’’ ‘‘sow belly’’ and wormy ‘‘ hard tack,’’ we had
soft bread, fresh meat and often a vegetable ration. Once

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again I saw him. It was at Chicago in 1884, when he had the
matchless effrontery to appear before the democratic national
convention to pose as a competitor for the presidential nomina-
tion against Cleveland.

However, to go back to the Ninth. Near Petersburg all my
battle longings were gratified. We had a week of real war.
The enemy were within four miles of our camp when we were
ordered to fall in, guns loaded and all the ammunition we could
carry. It was toward four o’clock in the afternoon when the
skirmishing ended in a roar of musketry directly in front of us.
Then Heckman rode up; it was the first time I had seen him,
as he was in command of a brigade and seldom came to the
regiment. He sat well on a horse of great spirit, or it seemed
spirited under his handling. He rode swiftly in front of the
line, to the low brow of a hill, almost unattended. Here he
examined the ground in front—the enemy entrenched on a high
sweep of ground opposite, and then dashed farther on. He
cantered back presently, meeting a group of the division staff
near our right, talked with them a while and dashed still further
to the right. Meanwhile the Ninth, in line of battle, was lying
on the ground, the men flat on their breasts. Cannon had been
firing in a semi-circle about us for an hour or more—the balls
passing, however, far above us. Directly after Heckman’s ride
across our front, the rebels got better aim. A small barn, that
divided Company H from the next to the right, was fairly
riddled, and I saw the back of one man’s head as clearly shaved
off as if the stroke had been made with a scimetar. Much as
I yearned for the ‘‘cold grim dice of the iron game,’’ I didn’t
at all relish that appalling interval of waiting—when we could
neither see our enemy nor fire at him. Presently Heckman
dashed up to the right, said something to Colonel Zabriskie,
then came the order, echoed in vigorous tones, ‘‘ From right to
left, forward.’”’ ‘‘ Now for it,’’ we all echoed; so soon as we
reached the brow of the hill we should be a splendid target.
The colors were just at the left of Company H and very near
me, as I stood, according to height, in the front rank. Jack
Donnelly and Male DeCamp, I think his name was, fairly
seemed to increase in stature as we emerged under a withering
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volley. Then a curious thing happened, and I tell this because
the experience has been verified. In the twinkling of an eye
my ardor for battle came to an icy pause! ‘I‘he hlood-curdling,
venomous whiz-zip of the bullets as they hit or passed stunned
my reasoning faculty. But most horrible of all, was the vicious,
almost human malignity of the impact, as the lead penetrated
the flesh of my comrades near me. The man at my right—
Callahan, I think his name was—a gentle, amiable fellow, was
struck square in the breast, pitching headlong under my feet
with the exclamation, ‘‘My God!”’

To say that I was trembling with terror is to state the fact
very mildly, but, and here seems to me the whole secret of war
—shame, dread of my companions seeing or suspecting my
panic, nerved me to such desperation that I really acted the
part of the most fearless man there, for as we reached a briery
ravine at the foot of the hill, above which the rebels were
pouring down a concentrated fire of musketry, Donnelly stum-
bled—the briers caught the silk folds of the flag—for a moment
the standard seemed gone. I leaped for it just as Donnelly
recovered himself, and I remember he turned on me, half
laughing, half angry, crying out: ‘‘You’d better keep your
place in the ranks or they’ll put you in the guard-house.”’
‘These may not have been the very words, but it is the serise of
them. ‘The dense growth of blackberry and other bushes, was,
as I supposed, the only obstacle to our advance up the hill.
Horrified at the slaughter going on where we were, I turned
and asked to be let go forward the few intervening steps. I
don’t know whether the permission was given or not, but I ran
to the briers. ‘hen I saw there was a small stream of water,
clear as crystal, running underneath. I shouted this out to
Company H, and in a moment they were all down in the
bushes. We were just a little better off here, or we thought
we were, but the bullets poured through the thick tuft of briery
hedge. I think I was the first over it, just as Lieutenant-
Colonel Stewart came down ordering Captain Lawrence
to push the company ahead. ‘The balls were whizzing above
our heads—plugging into the ground behind us. In sheer
desperation I seized my musket as a lever and leaped the
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hedge of wild briers, ditch and all at the same spring. The
company were across in one way or another, almost at the
same moment,-but my impression is that I was the first, for I
ran to aid Donnelly with the colors. It was a mere matter of
doing something or turning tail—that’s the only reason I dwell
on this to me, whimsically amusing episode of my first
experience in line of battle under close and continuous fire.
Colonel Stewart, who had been an officer of company H, was
present when this happened and saw it all, I think, for he took
the trouble, an hour or more after, when the regiment was
marching back to camp, to tell my captain, in the presence of
the whole company, that he considered the regiment’s youngest
soldier, Keenan, as brave as the bravest in it. I wondered at
the time what he would have thought if he had known that
when I seemed absolutely fearless I had to hold my teeth
pressed together, and my eyes strictly in front, to keep my
coward legs from running away with my sinking heart. I
remember distinctly how like a fraud I felt, when scores of
fellows from other companies, as well as H, came to me to
apologize for aspersions they had hitherto made, judging me
only from my boyishness and scrupulousness in attire. I
remember one expression that set the whole company laughing,
and poor Captain Lawrence louder than all. ‘‘ That damned
dominie of Company H’s no chicken after all; he fights like
hell when he gets his north of Ireland up.’’ This was from
Company A, where I was, during my whole service, known as
“the dominie of Company H.”’ I hope this personal garrulity
may not seem egotistic; I do not intend it so, for there were a
thousand men in the Ninth, every man of them brave and kind
and tender, who never shirked duty and never flinched under
fire; of them much, a thousand fold more, might be told. I
am striving to recreate the life we led, as my fresh, eager young
eyes saw it; and I take a kinsman’s interest in his family—now
going “back, linking the months, the weeks, the days, the
hours, and then running the eye of memory over the golden
chain to select the links that will best show those who come
after us some glimpse of our lives, our joys, our hopes, our
fears, our thinking and acting—in short, the mind as well as
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the body of the private soldier. It is then, I contend, the edu-
cated, self-respecting man who makes the best soldier—not that
his reason enables him to banish fear, on the contrary, he is
more keenly alive to it; but, the opinion of his comrades, his
family, the world, these are what keep men from flying the self
immolation demanded by the beast of war.

During the murderous halt, while the regiment in column by
division was sprawling in and up the two inclines of the sloping
ravine, or hollow, rather, Heckman came dashing down to the
left rear, the bullets falling like hail about him. He called out
something in a trumpet tone, but the whiz of the missiles and
the roar of the artillery drowned it for me. He rode calmly
down to the rear columns, where he talked a few minutes. ‘The
reason I state this so explicitly is, because we were expecting
to be ordered to charge—were so sure of it that many had fixed
bayonets. But the order did not come. Heckman passed
onward, facing a murderous fusilade of artillery, as well as
repeated volleys of shells. Then riding to the rear of the
column he passed back up the whole line of the regiment, just
in the rear, speaking alternately to one and another of the staff
officers. We lay in this awkward position until dark, then
withdrew to camp, very much astonished men, for we could tell
by the cheers to our right that while we had been entertaining
the rebels on the Appomattox flank, another force had turned
their left wing across the Richmond plank road. It was that
night we learned of Grant’s advance into the wilderness, with
an appalling rumor that he had met something like Hooker’s
fate. [he rumor was confirmed a few days later, while we were
in action, but luckily for Grant he had a Hancock to redeem
his mischances instead of a Howard to aggravate them. This
gave us some heart, and I remember the solemn discussion over
the end of the campaign. We all believed that to us—the
Army of the James—the glory of capturing Richmond was to
fall.

‘Two or three days after the duel on the Appomattox we were
marched westward in very nearly the same direction to the
Richmond pike, thence through dense woods to the southward
until we came to Arrowfield church. Here we were on ground
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that had been fiercely contested the day before, and I saw for
the first time one of the most trying ordeals of war—to a man
of sensibility. Bodies were lying about the cleared ground
denuded of all garments except the shirts. They were in every
instance black as negroes and swollen beyond human semblance.
I wondered then, and I wonder now, why they had not been
buried the night before or in the morning. It was a ghastly,
repulsive sight, one that prudent commanders would have
spared men advancing under fire. The veterans of H company
took the depressing spectacle philosophically, but it chilled the
eager current in the young men’s veins. That night I got an
explanation of how the apparent inhumanity came to pass. We
lay all night on the ground we had won foot by foot, our com-
pany was on piquet. As night deepened there arose in front of
us long, low moans. ‘These, as the dew fell and the air grew
chilly, swelled into a bedlam of shrieks and pleadings. I begged
permission to go out and relieve the poor fellows, but the officer
in command sternly forbade such a thing. The cries came from
wounded rebels, left between the lines when the enemy were
driven back. Had we gone to their aid we should have been
slaughtered from ambush ; he even hinted that the cries were a
ruse to lure us within reach of the rebel piquets. But to this
day I can hear those wretched cries, those inarticulate prayers
for drink or food. Toward morning the cries grew fainter, I
could even fancy I heard the final gurgle and I felt like a mur-
derer. At Arrowfield church the rebels were in some force.
We pushed on steadily in column, regiment front, until we
reached a well-built board fence. Here the heaviest musketry
fire I ever heard was poured into us for two hours. We were
ordered to lie down and sent our volleys with great deliberation
on our knees. The fence in front was four boards high, running
east and west down a slope, in the centre of which we were
holding on determinedly. In twenty minutes the pine boards
were like strips of sieve, though, strange to say, we did not
lose many men. One shot, however, deserves to be immortal-
ized. Company H had a late recruit, Mike Hussy by name,
whose brogue was the delight of all the neighboring companies.
He was forever bragging of the splendor of the British army
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and its invincibility. While we were lying in the sultry air
under the pines, the place well filled with smoke, Mike got up
with great ostentation to lessen the rebel forces by a well aimed
shot. He had barely raised his musket when the regiment, or
at least those near enough, were convulsed by the smothered
cry, in deep velvety brogue, ‘‘Oh! I’m kilt entoirely, oh, howly
modther ov Moses, I’m murdhered, sol am.’’ This in a tone
of reproach and surprise that would have set the very oxen in
Limerick dancing with envy. He dropped on one knee and
began feeling himself carefully, while a small stream of blood
oozed down between his eyes. ‘The man next to him, on
examination, found that a bullet had hit him in the very centre
of the forehead and dropped out. ‘The ball had probably
passed through the inch plank before striking poor Mike’s
head, but there was a roar from: the one end of the line to the
other, when it was known that Mike’s head was like the negro’s
skin, impregnable to lead. He was carried to the hospital and
many a month after we heard rare tales of Mike’s telling how
he had single-handed defended the whole regiment from a rebel
charge and was hit.in the head by a cannon ball, or he’d never
have left the field. Mike served the country thereafter in hos-
pital. We never saw him again. I hope he’s still living, and
I envy the neighbors who are honored with honest Mike’s
narratives of the doings of the Ninth during his brief but
glorious service in it.

What the Ninth did during the next few days is gone quite
from my mind. All that I can recall distinctly is, that one
Smalley, a pestiferous youth of the most grotesque build ever
inflicted on a mortal, was egged on by some of the wags to
challenge the dominie—meaning me—to combat. I remember
the scene as if it were yesterday. I was writing or trying to
write under the meagre shelter of the ‘‘A’’ tent. Smalley for
an hour pestered me by all sorts of drivel, for he was little more
than a half wit, but his sallies were saluted with roars of de-
risive approval by the men lying around, seeking any sort of
diversion. At last, taking my reluctance to engage in a fisticuff
with such a ridiculous looking creature as a sign of timidity,
he began to throw pebbles at my paper as I wrote. I endured
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this some time, warning him that if I did get up I would make
things warm for him. This was the cue the wags had been
waiting for; they rallied Smalley for suffering such a threat
from a small chap like the dominie. This emboldened Smalley,
who finally flung a handful of gravel at me. I rose with
immense deliberation, the word went round, and there were two
hundred men grinning about us in two minutes. Smalley, now
alarmed at the result of his temerity, would have skulked away,
but the line of men held him. He was a head or more taller
than I, but his legs seemed to begin just back of his ears and
receded in a series of grotesque humps to his thighs, where they
suddenly changed to broomsticks, so crooked and wabbly that
he never could keep step in column, and always followed his
fileon a wild hop-skip-and-jump, like an electrified frog. Seiz-
ing him by the nape of the neck, I swung him over my knee,
and pulling out one of the stakes from the nearest tent I
belabored him as fathers do unruly boys. His struggles and
the windmill motion of his arms only added to my fury—I think
I should have made marching impossible for him during that
campaign, if Lieutenant Hawk had not suddenly appeared,
aroused by the cheers and laughter. Smalley thereafter treated
me with the most distinguished consideration.

It was, I think, the fourteenth day of May that we broke up
our first camp on the Hundred and advanced to the right, Rich-
mondward. We passed the Richmond turnpike by noon and
came to long lines of breastworks, defended at regular distances
by redoubts. Wewere pushing along cautiously, and had got
into a tangle of trees cut down to impede us. It was impossible
to tell whether the works were empty or not. ‘The skirmishers
had reached the pit and still no signs of the enemy. I sawa
way of discovery. ‘There was an immense tree cut, about six
feet from the ground. It lay with the cut end still fastened to
the stump, with the branches toward us. I scrambled up these
till the branches ended, and then balancing myself with my
gun had got quite to the end, where I could get a view into the
redoubt through the embrasure. Just as I raised my eye the
muzzle of a gun was on it, a flash of fire, and then a ball
whizzed past me—the same instant I lay sprawling on the
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ground. I think the whole company saw that luckless feat of
gymnastics, for there was no firing at the time—indeed, every
one took it for granted that the rebels were not going to dispute
the line ; we supposed they had all they could do to meet Grant
on the north. Gilmore flanked them out of the works that
night, and the next day we advanced to the line of Drewry’s
Bluff. At seven o’clock that evening, the fifteenth of May,
Company H was sent about a mile outside the whole line, to a
deserted farmstead on a sweeping hill that commanded a view
for miles where the country was open. It was a dangerous
place for a small force, and I think Captain Lawrence sent back
to make known his exposed position. No relief was sent, but
about ten o’clock I heard Colonel Stewart's voice, and then we
were all happy, for we believed he would have help sent us.
There was no moon—it was a sultry May night, the air heavy
with odors released from the foliage by the heavy dew. The
whole company. had dropped silently on the grass about the
mansion, which was compactly enclosed by a picket fence near
the house, and about twenty yards to the front, or in the
enemy’s direction, by a pine board fence. Here, to the right,
there was a spring house, and to the left there was a kitchen or
some outbuilding of the sort. We dared not move about much,
for the house was white, and our bodies against the surface
would have given the rebels close at hand excellent marks to
practice on. Stewart stood consulting with Lawrence a long
time, then I heard him say:

“You must throw a piquet out to that fence, captain; that’s
the first thing to be done.’’ Lawrence seemed to demur, when
Stewart said: ‘‘Let Keenan go with another good man.’’
Lawrence turned to me and said in a hesitating sort of a way:
‘‘ Keenan, you can take any one you like and go, but you must
be careful, for I think the enemy are right at the fence.’’ I
was proud as a marshal of France selected by Napoleon for
duty of moment, at Stewart’s mentioning me, and I spoke up
at once: ‘‘I’m ready—lI’d like to have McCausland.” I
thought that in this choice I was giving that patriot a full half
draught of my own cup of glory. But to my surprise and
chagrin he flatly refused. He said that he had seen figures
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moving there; that it was simply murder to send men into such
a place. At this Lawrence, the gentlest and most patient of
men, said very sternly: ‘‘A soldier’s duty isn’t to argue—go
at once, or you’ll go to the rear under guard.” That, as
McCausland knew, meant death for disobedience of orders in
presence of the enemy, and with a good deal of grumbling he
adjusted his traps, and, imitating me, we crawled on our bellies
toward the spot we were ordered to occupy. I expected every
instant to have a volley poured into me almost point blank, but
I was resolved I would get to the fence and I did. The dark-
ness alone saved us, for we were no sooner there than we heard
movements on the ground not ten feet from us. We dared not
rise, we dared not move. McCausland crawled leftward till he
had the small building I have mentioned between him and the
enemy. But I held my post. How long I crouched there I
can’t say. I heard the company behind stumbling about
among the garden plants, and even footsteps on the floors. But
there were no lights. It must have been one o’clock and the
darkness at its densest, when, raising my head, I distinctly saw
outlined through the fence a solid line of horses. They seemed
to have started from the earth, for I had heard no noise, no
neighing, no jingling of spurs or accoutrements. In the same
glance I saw a line of men just at the fence, with their hands
on the top board, as if waiting a signal. In that one moment
I saw that the only way to escape Libby, a bullet, or Anderson-
ville, was to crawl backward to a tree about five feet from me
and slightly to my left. Once there, I took aim low and fired.
There was an agonized howl, a movement of the black mass
and a volley poured into the black space about me. Half
crawling, half on my knees, I reached the house, slid to the
corner and repeated what I had seen to Captain Lawrence. But
there was no need to report, volleys were poured in upon us in
quick succession. We could tell by the reports that we were
outnumbered, but our brisk fire and stout stand cautioned the
enemy to move slowly. It was a miserable place to defend.
‘The mass of fences and outhouses were in our way. It is true
they concealed us from the enemy as well as hiding them from
us. But men do not hold a place with confidence unless they
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know the character of the ground thoroughly. We didn’t
know the minute the horsemen would dash past, close in on us
and hold us between two or three fires. We held the place
ample time to give the main line warning. Hada company
been sent us, or better still, had the whole line advanced, we
should have held the crest of the commanding ridge, and the
sanguinary battle that followed would have opened the works
of Richmond to us. But beyond putting the lines in a feeble
sort of defence, the commander of the forces took no measures
to secure victory. ‘The cavalry did charge, we could hear them
coming. I was just at the corner of the fence, we had all
luckily got outside of the enclosure, when I heard whispered
commands down the slope a little ways ahead. I called to
Captain Lawrence, but he was not at hand; the dark mass
could now be seen skirting the fence. Unless Captain Lawrence
saw them or gave us the order to retreat we should be riddled
or gobbled to a man. A bright idea flashed into my head.
We were not more than a squad where I stood. If we could
make the rebels believe that a whole regiment was at hand
they’d be apt to treat us more respectfully, so in a high falsetto
I shouted out: ‘‘ Major, move four companies by the left flank
and hold your ground till you hear from the right.”

At this well-intentioned but ridiculous ruse, Captain Lawrence
ran up, asking angrily who was venturing to give commands
over his head? ‘The fellows were all laughing—Bobby Phillips
loudest of all—and he good-naturedly made my peace, explain-
ing that the ‘‘dominie”’ forgot for the moment that he wasn’t
yet commander-in-chief !

But we had little time for jokes or explanations—volleys now
came from the house itself. It was plain we could do nothing.
I don’t know who gave the order to retreat, but by a common
impulse, as the mass of rebels became clearly defined by the
flashes of their own guns, we turned and ran toward the main
line—a third of a mile behind us, in the edge of a thick wood.
We had been in the same place the day before, and knew our
own lines. Near me as we ran came Bobby Phillips, spluttering
abuse of whoever had been responsible for putting us in such a
splendid post only to let us lose it by lack of support. It was
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certainly the most fatuous piece of blundering of all that
burlesque campaign. The hill we had quitted commanded the
country for miles. It ran like a great plateau on the crest as
far as the eye could see southward, and ended in Drewry’s Bluff
to the north. ‘The rebels could not believe their good fortune,
for we had been an hour or more in our lines and had raised a
breastwork with our knives and bayonets, perhaps knee high,
when a scathing fire from their skirmishers came trickling in.
So soon as they settled where we were, however, they came on
with yells, but we stopped them dead. Then halting for a
while, just as the mists began to break away, a flash of artillery
on the very hill we had held began to fire over their own lines
into ours. ‘This, however, did us—I mean the Ninth and its
brigade and division—no particular damage; the shells passed
far over us to the rear and fell among the colored cavalry,
routing them, I was told afterward, like geese. Then for hours
the battle raged, face to face, almost hand to hand, for I could
see the men I was firing at, within twenty feet of our line. I
could hear every word said by the rebel officers as distinctly,
indeed a good deal more distinctly, than I could hear our own.
For that matter, there was no need of commands; we had our
guns ; we held our lines ; all we had to do was keep the enemy
at bay or die. The woods were like most southern Virginia
forests—clusters of pine, with sparse growths of oak and
chestnut—dense clumps of undergrowth, shutting out any
general view of the raging swath of death, that flashed and
roared and died away, only to crash forth in fierce volume at
irregular intervals. The smoke became an atmosphere—thick,
impenetrable—at moments burying us in darkness as dense as
the mid-deeps of ocean ; then the wind, with a swirl, rising it,
we could see our lines, still a girdle of smoky flame, holding
the gradually thinning ranks together. I had fired all my
ammunition—a hundred rounds—and a second instalment from
a dead comrade’s box. My gun, the second I had seized from
a dead comrade, became so hot and twisted that I could no
longer ram a ball down. I was stooping for another, when,
casting my eyes just beyond to the left rear, where Colonel
Zabriskie had stood calmly during the din of death, I saw him
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clasp his left wrist convulsively with his right hand, then reel
against a tree. Someone ran to his aid—I think it was Colonel
Stewart, but I am not positive, for I believe it was at that
moment that John Brown, the giant of our company, uttered a
terrible cry and sank to the ground just behind me. I am not
positive that this was the moment of Corporal Brown’s death,
but I recollect distinctly the dreadful groan and the space his
body took up on the ground. I was forced to raise myself to
get room to load. JI had just fired, when everything came to
an end—I had the most incredible experience. JI knew that I
was hit—fatally. hit—for the ball had entered my head, just
below the right temple. My first thought was, now I shall
know the mystery that has baffled human reason. NowI shall
know what death is. How long this fantastic train went on I
don’t know, but a nail-clad heel on my neck caused me to groan
and a member of Company H called out, ‘‘The dominie isn’t
dead, take him back to the stretcher.’’ ‘Two recruits—young
Hebrews—mere lads, picked me up; then for a time I was so
blinded by blood I could not see, so worn out that I hardly
realized what was going on, until, as the bearers pushed further
from the musketry fire, they got under the shells, which were
coming over both lines and exploding by dozens in the woods
and fields. It was along journey, and several times the terrified
youths dropped me, but as the colored cavalry piquet held the
rear lines, the boys were compelled to pick me up or return to
the front. At the division hospital, as soon as I was examined
the surgeon said briefly, ‘‘ Bullet in skull—can’t live—give him
something to eat if he wants it!’’ After that I must have
swooned from loss of blood, for when I realized where I was,
Colonel Stewart was lying near me, a doctor at work on his leg.
He was very gay under the operation, and catching sight of
me, cried out, ‘‘ Hello, Keenan, I thought they’d killed you!”’
He spoke to the surgeon in my behalf, I think, for I was
presently favored with a more careful examination, and heard a
slightly modified report as to the consequences of my wound,
We both remained in this field hospital—in the open air, in fact,
ale that day, with hundreds of other wounded and dying.
‘Toward evening we were laden in ambulances, taken to Bermuda
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Hundred, and transported thence to Hampton, near Fortress
Monroe. After a week or ten days there I was forwarded to
David’s Island, New York harbor, suffering the agonies of
death in its worst form—through the crowding of the transport,
the lack of nurses, the abominable food, and the motion of the
ship. Finally, eighteen days after its entrance, the ball, a large
buckshot, was pried backward out of the skull bone, just above
the temple. My head was in a hideous state. ‘The flesh was a
mass of gangrene, and for two months there was an even thing
—whether I should die or get another chance at glory !

As I am telling the story of the regiment and its doings as
seen through a boy’s eyes, I will not dwell on my irksome three
months in the Newark hospital. It is enough to say that in
September, after twenty applications to be sent back to the
Ninth, I was finally started off on my way rejoicing, my
head giving me little further trouble, though still bandaged.
The regiment was in the lines at Petersburg, and thither I was
sent. Never in all the history of war was there such slovenly,
heartless mismanagement as marked the conduct of Grant’s
provosts and quartermasters. For two weeks I was detained
in the convalescent camp, adjoining the rebel ‘‘ bull pen,’’
without shelter from the rain, shade from the sun or proper
food for a man just recovering. If Andersonville were worse
than the convalescent camp, within view of the Union head-
quarters, then the rebel authorities must have been blind and
deaf, as well as inhuman, for the curses and wails that arose
from that awful shambles the weeks I lanquished there could
have been heard for miles! A jmere rough board partition
divided us from the rebel prisoners, who like ourselves waded
in the clayey soil, uncovered and half fed. Enlarged from this
atrocious durance, I was sent by haphazard journeys along the
Petersburg lines, until after ten days muddling and seeking
the provost, found that the Ninth had been ordered to North
Carolina! ‘There about the last of October, I finally again
found myself with Company H and on duty.

But Company H was no longer the hundred stalwart fellows
I had known. ‘There were some recruits, but the roll cell
rarely was answered by more than fifty men. We missed most
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Bobby Phillips, John Brown and First Sergeant Taylor—Pullen
was captain, Hawk first lieutenant, and, I believe, Taylor had
been gazetted second. A corporal’s chevron had been bestowed
upon me almost immediately upon my return, and though it
was not the glory my first eager dreams had filled me with it
relieved me from the camp drudgery I detested. Perhaps the
most welcome figure in the camp was Ged Stout—‘‘ Stouty ”’
he used to be called. “He was a stocky, well-built, red-cheeked
youth of perhaps twenty-three, the mail carrier. No sooner
was the steamer or train in than the men turned out in helter-
skelter groups, to size up the bag and conjecture by the bulk
how far the precious contents would go around. At Carolina
City the honor and glory fell to me of sharing my tent with
this great personage. When he came in with his bag, and the
whole regiment stood grouped in the street in front, I wouldn’t
have changed places with the commander of the department.
The letters were dumped out on my bunk—on the gray
blanket—and then we very deliberately sorted them out, putting
each company’s in a heap by itself. Stout was as solemn and
reticent as the postmaster-general ; he never answered a word
to the impatient demands of the fellows as they skylarked,
chaffed and grudged us. He had grown very adept at
deciphering the fantastically addressed missives, and I think I
never saw him grin, except when he remarked my perplexity
over an address which took him but a glance to assign to its
proper heap. He was my tent mate till the regiment divided
at Greensboro, and I have never seen or heard of him since. We
passed an eventless winter on a high plateau overlooking
Bogue Sound. This dull season was diversified with one
famous expedition, to a neighboring island, the most miserable,
muddy, purposeless escapade a sane body of men ever under-
took. What we went for or what we did when we got there, I
never knew, nor anybody else that I spoke to about it. We
crossed the lower part of the Neuse river, penetrated a dismal
swamp ten miles or more, got thoroughly worn out, and then
marched back to camp.

Later we were enlivened by a very picturesque and even

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Newbern, took transports and landed at Plymouth, where we
saw the hulk of the rebel ram ‘‘ Albemarle”’ that the daring
Cushing had blown up a few months before. There was an
attack threatened on the town and we manned the fortifications
determinedly every night fora week or more. Then moving.
out we pushed after the retreating rebels towards Weldon,
winding up with a well devised camp at Rainbow Bluffs. It
was a perfect stage piece, so far as accessories and incidents’
went. After supper we set out in light marching order, our
tins and all manner of clinking things left behind, even our
muskets had their cases on to keep the gleam of the barrels
from the rays of the full moon, bright as a northern twilight
sun. From seven o’clock till about two in the morning we
marched like an army of spectres through woods and fields,
over hill and dale, until finally, palpitating with expectation,
we reached the forks of a road. Here we were formed in
column and launched forward at a double quick. Down the
road, in a deep gully, dozens of camp-fires gleamed, but when
we got to them, to our unspeakable mortification, there wasn’t
asoul! We learned with disgust that a column co-operating
with us was to have been in front when we reached the rebel
rear. But it wasn’t, and we had our march for our pains.
There was no end of humor and broad fun on this march. We
were accompanied by a regiment, I have forgotten the number,
but it was from Massachusetts, and was heavy artillery.
‘‘Heavy’’ they certainly were. They were never on the
ground when wanted, never quite got into the position assigned,
they never knew how to manage themselves, and were generally
so awkward and slip-shod that the mere sight of a group of
them set the Ninth into roars of laughter and no end of
sarcastic chaff. Most of the men of the ‘‘ Heavies’’ were Ger-
man, in fact, couldn’t speak a word of English, we were told.
They wandered about the country quite dazed, of no more
service than so many deaf mutes.

The Rainbow Bluff movement had been designed to help
Grant’s left flank operations at Petersburg. For some reason
it came toa sudden end. We were shipped to Newbern, and
early in April began the campaign that ended the civil war.
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Our advance lay along the bed of the Goldsboro railway, a
route pretty well known to the veterans of the Ninth, for in 1862
they had made a brilliant and arduous march over the same
ground. We did not know until we arrived at the bridge over
the Neuse at Kinston that we were part of the Twenty-third
army corps, under the command of General Schofield, now the
commander-in-chief of the armies of the United States. At the
Kinston bridge we saw, however, that there was something
decisive in our movement, for we hung upon the enemy, fighting
up to our waists in water for days. Stephen D. Lee had com-
mand in our front, and his ragged battalions held on witha
tenacity that made every step of advance cost.

It was on this march that my notions of the rights of property
underwent a demoralizing evolution. The Ninth was noted all
through the department as being ‘‘ hell on foot,”’ that is, it could
cover more ground in a given time than any infantry regiment
that ever marched with it. I don’t know why this was so, but
soit was. Day after day we made our thirty miles as regularly
as clock-work ; this, too, counting the tedious delays incident to
the passage of a long column over wild, bridgeless roads, and
the exasperating halts of artillery trains and what not. Some-
times, do the best one could, the rations allotted for a certain
number of days would runout. Then the men kept an eye out
for the casual pig, the chance cow, or delight of delights, an
unconscious brood of poultry. A charge of rebel cavalry
couldn’t be more effectual than the sight of a cleared patch in
the wastes of melancholy pines, giving promise of a still un-
visited farm-house. ‘The celerity with which the flying squad
“‘went through’’ the housewife’s stores, the instinct that led
them straight to the stores of buried sweet potatoes, would have
convinced the student of sociology that war develops certain
resources in men, whether for their betterment or not I shall not
undertake to say. One evening about dusk, the head of the
Ninth, very tired, very hungry, and very impatient of distraint,
came to a sequestered plantation, buried in the heart of miles of
pine. A cavalry squadron had gone ahead and picked up the
least guarded of the rebel provisions. We, however, soon
brought out treasures tempting to hungry stomachs—mounds
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of sweet potatoes, peanuts in baskets, a few hams. It was my
fate, in mousing about, to snoop into a barrel containing what
I supposed at first cider, but on tasting made up my mind it
was maple sugar, until a veteran of the Goldsboro march pro-
nounced sorghum. This was a delicacy indeed, and we
straightway had the barrelempty. The later comers, indignant
at our luck, set up a wild search for more. Now, in the cellar
I had seen a barrel with precisely the same surface, and in the
utmost generosity I led a group thither; the barrel wasn't a
quarter full, so the first man that bent down to ladle himself a
share fairly disappeared in the barrel, nothing remaining outside
save his hips and legs. ‘This was too much for one of the
waiting wags, so he lifted the poor wretch’s hind quarters, and
there he stood on his head in the barrel until two or three,
choking with laughter, pulled him out. Such spluttering and
profanity never was heard before or since. The man was nearly
smothered ; the thick liquid ran down his face into his neck,
leaving him a pitiable as well as convulsing object. When the
shouts of laughter ceased long enough you may fancy the effect
of the words: ‘‘ Well, I wouldn’t be such a darn fool as to take
soft soap for sorghum.’’ ‘TYhat’s what it was, and any one who
has seen the two can understand the blunder as well as the joke.
The victim had his revenge, for he stayed there for hours and
incited dozens of greedy, unsuspicious comrades to fill their
canteens with the nauseous nectar.

Though foraging of this sort was to some extent against
orders, the officers of the Ninth were, of course, too much
engaged in the more serious affairs of the campaign to remark
these little infractions of discipline. Many’s the time H’s boys
saved some of their loot to enliven Colonel Stewart’s table, for
he was adored by the company, who to a man thought him the
handsomest, bravest and most delightful fellow in the wholearmy.
Other officers came in, too, for a share of devotion and forage,
and there was a chivalrous contention among the men as to
whom should fall the honor and privilege of sharing with the
favorite officers the first fruits of the ‘‘bummer’”’ brigade. On
a long march, when his own supplies ran low, Colonel Stewart
would sit down to his table and affect immense surprise at sight
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of a rasher of bacon, a large cut of fresh beef, or a juicy cutlet
from a pig that had been snooping about the fields an hour
before. ‘Then the darkies—they never seemed to have a morsel
about, but after diligent coaxing it was wonderful the reserves
they could be made to bethink themselves of. ‘The pone—
never did the crisp crust of French bread seem so great a
delicacy as the homely pone—kneaded in water and baked
under our longing eyes in the hot embers. If an army travels
on its belly, the Yankees.ought to make the best soldiers in
Christendom, for they can find more to eat where there is less
promise than the Esquimaux or the South Sea Islanders.

For more than a week we were under fire, day and night,
but Petersburg had taught us how to shield ourselves, and I
think the casualities were far in disproportionto the ferocity of
the combats we maintained in the dark woods, in the bed of
a running stream, where we stood for hours to our middle in
waterand mud. Everybody knew that the end was near. The.
reports from Petersburg all pointed toone denouement. Finally
Stephen D. Lee broke from before us and we were launched
forward with a rush. Darius N. Couch was in immediate
command, though I think Innis N. Palmer commanded the
department. A few miles from Goldsboro we were startled by
the distant booming of cannon; we heard it distinctly the
whole day. When we reached Goldsboro, March twenty-first,
1865, we learned that it was Sherman’s columns attacked by
Joe Johnson at Averysboro: We didn’t know that we had
heard the last guns of the civil war, but we had. The Ninth
went into quarters in this pretty town; the Ninth acting as
provost guard where all the armies of Sherman and Schofield
met in rendezvous. ‘Then came in swift succession the tidings
of the last episodes in the rebellion. First, one morning, it was
March twenty-third, as we were preparing coffee, long lines of
ragged, slouching veterans came swinging in from the south
and east. Presently a group of horsemen appeared. ‘There
were frantic shouts from the ragged ranks. ‘‘ Hurrah for old
Sherman!’ It was he—the commander of the western armies
—red haired, grim, with quick, searching eyes and the most
-careless disregard of state which we had ever seen in an
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officer of rank. With him rode the handsome, soldierly Slocum,
commander of the left wing; Blair, Logan, and I think, Howard.
We remained at Goldsboro, luxuriating in the delicious spring
weather—war alarms softening into the sure promises of peace.
Great news came daily—the collapse of Hood under Thomas’
Napoleonic blows—the dispersion about Richmond, Five Forks,
and finally, the end—Lee’s surrender at Appomattox. This
was shouted by a courier, hastening to Sherman, and unable to
keep the inspiring news to himself. It had been expected for
days, but when it came the solemn pines, the dark forest
recesses, -re-echoed to shouts so long, so tumultuous, that the
birds* of the air, the beasts of the field, must have been
bewildered at the new phase of man. Presently we were in
Raleigh, the lovely capital of North Carolina—sheltered under
blossoms, hidden under stately elms—which made the city a
sylvan paradise. Then, to soothe Sherman under Stanton’s
villainous affront, rather than to disgrace him—as the war office
had intended—came Grant. He was not looked upon with
much favor, for the men believed him jealous of his over-
shadowing lieutenant. But he took great pains to mark his
confidence and admiration for the victor of Atlanta, and the
men, perfect children in likes and dislikes, soon gave him
a share of the idolatry they lavished upon the erratic genius
of the march to the sea. The end of the army—so far as
solidarity came—when in the presence of all the great captains,
Grant took his place under the magnificant elms in the wide
park-like street of Goldsboro to review the heroes of the
“bummer ’’ campaign through Georgia and the Carolinas.
But the event that stands out most vividly in my memory was
the news that fell upon the army—like a thunderbolt a day or
two after. It came from Grant’s headquarters, and was
officially announced to us. Lincoln had been murdered in
Ford’s theatre! There was but one cry, rage, and then
revenge. Every man asked to be led forward at Johnston’s
army, then a few miles to the westward of us at Durham’s
station. It was a most curious revelation of the power of
character on men. Lincoln was beloved in a vague way by
the rank and file. There was a feeling, that he, alone of all
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the politicians, meant well, that he had a tender, compassionate
nature. The men loved him, and they mourned him at
Raleigh.

Then followed weeks of tedious waiting. ‘The Ninth was
sent to Greensboro, and here Company H was detached to form
headquarter guard for the Twenty-third army corps, General J.
D. Cox commanding. Ruger succeeded Cox, and still the regi-
ment lingered. But peace had come. We were ina land of
milk and honey—the serene mountain table-land of western
North Carolina. The debris of Jeff. Davis’ flight was accumu-
lated in the place. I remember seeing boxes of ‘‘ blue backs,’’
the rebel currency, scattered in the streets. Every man in the
command became a ‘‘millionaire,’’ if he chose. Johnston’s
artillery was packed near the town, and the men had great
diversion examining guns that had scattered death among our
ranks, from the heights of Mission Ridge to the last fight at
Averysboro. In July we were embarked on the most rickety
cars I ever saw, and, ata rate of not more than five miles an
hour, began our last campaign—Trentonward. We were
delayed a day and a night at Danville, camping in a pine grove,
then resumed the snail train—passed through the already grass-
grown lines of Petersburg, and arrived in time at Trenton.

It will be observed in this memoir that the more serious the
crisis in the regiment’s life, the less chance there was for indi-
vidual observation. In action no man can give anything like a
minute history of what is going on about him. A battle is an
agony of passionate effort, in which the individual, at first
terror stricken, gradually warms into a heedless rage, bent only
on making use of the appliances of slaughter within his reach.
Curiosity may to some extent enable a man to keep track of
the main current of incidents going forward about him, but
everything tends to confuse and warp his judgment. In the
most fatal encounter the Ninth ever bore, the battle near
Drewry’s Bluff, I think curiosity enabled me to see all that a
private soldier with his wits about him ever can in battle. I
saw the gradual decimation of my company, the wounding of
Colonel Zabriskie, the fearless insistance of Colonel Stewart in
holding his wing of the regiment in place, the manful constancy
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of all the old and some of the new men of the Ninth, in
upholding the splendid traditions of the organization. But I
saw skulking and cowardice as well. This, to the credit of our
regiment and our country, was exclusively among foreigners,
who had joined the army from the emigrant ship. Many of
these afforded the veterans a good deal of amusement, for when
we were coming under fire they were suddenly seized with the
most unaccountable paroxysms which, while disabling them to
advance, seemed to be no impediment to a fleet move to the
rear. If every man of the Ninth will set down his recollections
as frankly as I have herein set mine forth, sparing himself in
no wise, the Ninth’s memorial will be a volume of interest ; for
it will give a picture of the emotions of the men, as well as a

record of the part the regiment played in the fields assigned it.
Henry F. KEENAN.
October 24, 1888.
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CORPORAL FRANCIS A. KENYON

Was born in New York city, March fourteenth, 1847, enlisted
in Company B at the age of sixteen years, joining the Ninth at
Gettys Station in February, 1864. He participated in all the
engagements, and by gallantry in battle and kindness to his
comrades in bivouac and camp, won the esteem of all. The
following reminiscences furnished by him will be read with
interest : ;

DEAR CAPTAIN DRAKE—Yotr circular letter of November
twenty-fourth, in which you invite contributions of scenes and
incidents coming under the notice of the survivors of the old
Ninth, is received. It has suggested a thought which, at this
moment, impresses me most singularly, and impels me to reply
to your invitation. Should you observe an undue frequency of
the pronoun I in my contribution, permit me to state that it is
employed in no spirit of egotism, but rather to avoid verbosity
and circumlocution.

There is a strange fatality which follows some men when
exposed to peculiar dangers, while a power both remarkable
and mysterious seems to surround and protect others. ‘This
proposition finds its best illustration in the experiences of the
late war, and, for that purpose, I will recite a few incidents
which may not only show me as belonging to the latter and
more fortunate class, but prove to be interesting matter for
your book.

I received my first baptism of fire at the first and second days’
battle of Port Walthall Junction. ‘Then followed Swift Creek,
after which we turned our faces towards Richmond. I passed
through these hot engagements unhurt, notwithstanding two
of the seven recruits which formed the party with which I joined
the regiment were killed outright, and Acker, of our company,
was shot through the shoulder and incapacitated for further
service. But it was at Drewry’s Bluff where this unknown
power, which protected me through so many dangers, first
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asserted itself. Here the enemy, as you are aware, rushed
down upon us in overwhelming numbers, line of battle following
line,'as wave follows wave and breaks upon the shore. Few of us
escaped unhurt, while many were killed. Our noble commander
—the lamented Zabriskie—fell mortally wounded not ten feet
in rear of me. I was between him and the enemy, directly in
line of the storm of bullets, one of which struck him. Imme-
diately in front, two of my companions were killed while firing
from behind a stump, and at my right, the man with whom I
touched elbows, a German, whose name I forget, had part of
his left sleeve torn from his blouse, while one or more bullets
passed through his hat. I came through without a scratch.
But the best illustration of this thought, which, in short, is
what is popularly known as the ill-luck or good-luck which
followed our boys, is furnished in the case of the Dennis
brothers, which shows up both sides of the question. At Cold
Harbor Dan, the younger of the two, had strayed away from the
regiment without leave and was lost for several days during
the maneuvering in the enemy’s front. This was a serious
offence, but no one attributed it to the cause of cowardice, for
Dan was known to be recklessly brave, having often exposed
himself foolishly. He had always, apparently, been indifferent
to danger. He turned up as suddenly as he disappeared. We
were in the advance line of works when he joined us and gave
an excuse for his absence that he got lost and joined a battery,
serving it as a powder ‘‘monkey.’’ His appearance went far
to prove his story, as he was the impersonation of Mars himself.
His torn clothes and face blackened with powder suggested
that a bath would be more of a necessity than a luxury. The
captain, however, while no doubt believing him, could not
overlook this breach of discipline, and ordered him forthwith to
take a position in one of the ‘‘ glory holes’’ in our front. In
order to do so he was obliged to mount the breastworks in full
view of the enemy and cross an open space of about a hundred
yards, fully exposed to their fire. Ordinarily it was certain
death to poke one’s head above the works. But Dan bore a
charmed life. The enemy saw him mount the works, cross
leisurely over the open space to the “‘ glory hole,’’ while their
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bullets whistled around his head as thick as hail. There were
bullets enough fired at him to filla Gatling gun. They did
not disturb him, however; at any rate, they did not cause him
to accelerate his pace in the least. He took his position in the
‘* glory hole,’’ and seemed to suffer no more inconvenience than
does a good man going to church on a pleasant Sabbath. Dan
seemed to take battles as a matter of course, and survived them
all. But how different was the case of Charles! He was a
fine specimen of rugged manhood ; brave as a lion, yet modest
and cautious, and wholly without bluster. One evening, while
in the advanced line at Petersburg waiting for darkness, under
the cover of which to withdraw to the rear as was the custom
every second day, Charles was sewing a button on his panta-
loons, while at the same time engaged with me in conversation.
I was leaning against the breastworks, gun in hand, when,
suddenly, a stray bullet went tearing through his neck, severing
the jugular vein, and he fell dead at my feet.

One night at Cold Harbor we were in the act of advancing
our line of battle, when a battery on the enemy’s right fired
two enormous shells which burst in the trees directly over our
heads with the most deadly effect. Scarcely one of us escaped
without being hit by the falling branches or fragments of shells.
Yet I was unhurt, and went fleeing in wild disorder, with the
maimed and slightly wounded, over the breastworks immediately
in our rear. A Massachusetts regiment lay sleeping quietly
behind them when they were rudely awakened by our feet
landing on their bodies or in their faces. They not only aroused.
to the occasion but literally ‘‘swore like troopers.’ The
enemy’s range was perfect, but, for some unknown reason,
they ceased firing. Had they continued, half a dozen shells of
the same size would have utterly annihilated us. Order being
restored, what was left of us fit for action resumed the advanced
position and were soon employed with tin cup and bayonet in
throwing up another line of works. While digging, my cup—
the very cup in which I afterwards cooked many a dinner of
bean soup and boiled many a cup of coffee—caught in the
clothing of a dead soldier, either Union or Confederate, I could
not tell which, because of the darkness. He had been killed
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in the battle a few days before and his body was buried there
during a truce.

On another occasion I escaped, most miraculously, instant
death. It was in the pits before Petersburg. It was not only
a very dramatic episode, but serves also to furnish a subject
which justifies one in indulging a sort of grim humor. Onan
unusually quiet day, from a military point of view, when the
sun was shining from a clear midsummer sky, and the stillness
was broken only by the firing of the celebrated ‘‘ Petersburg
Express,’’ which had sent its messenger of death into the
doomed city for so long a time, at regular intervals of fifteen
minutes, and as we had become so accustomed to it as to rarely
give it a thought, our inclinations naturally, under the circum-
stances, led away from thoughts or scenes of war, four of us
were engaged in a game of euchre. ‘here was a hand played
in that game which swept the board ; it contained no ‘‘ joker ’’
either. A shell bursting so far away as not to attract our
attention sent a part of itself, about the size of an ordinary
saucer, in a sort of playful mood, to join our game. Its ways,
though dark, were not the ways of Bill Nye, for it stood not
back for aces or bowers. They had no chance. It came
thundering down between us within six inches of our heads,
tearing up a hole as deep as a sugar bowl in the very spot
where we played our cards. Had it struck either of us there
would have been, at that moment, a sudden death in the Ninth.
As it was we all passed immediately out of that game.

This brings to my mind still another game of cards played
under peculiar circumstances. On the day of the mine
explosion in front of Petersburg, four of our company were
engaged in a game of poker. (I mention this incident, with
the full knowledge that not an officer of our regiment knows
what that is or ever heard of the game.) We used sutler’s
tickets for chips. At the time the game was on, the battle had
been fought and we were repulsed. The enemy still kept up
desultory firing, his bullets occasionally whistling over our
heads, but not near enough to disturb the game. During our
playing General Grant, accompanied by an officer of high rank,
whom we took to be General Meade, passed down the line
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within three feet of us. They took no notice of us, however.
We had a good view of Grant, who was smoking a cigar, and
from his facial expressions and general manner seemed as
unconcerned as a gentleman strolling through his garden. But
who can fathom the disgust with which he must have viewed
the situation? It was a most magnificent example of great
expectations failing to. materialize. Some one had blundered,
but not the men who charged into the crater. They never
failed to do their duty. Grant’s presence caused a cessation of
the game for but a moment, when he had passed on out of
sight and it was resumed. I sat on the left of comrade Hess.
I was not in the game but looking on. My right arm was
thrown high up over his back, my right hand resting on his
right shoulder. In his left hand he held his cards while his
right hand rested carelessly on his rightleg. That game, too,
came to a sudden and dramatic end. An interloper which
stopped not for aces or royal flush caused the excitement to run
high. It was a Minie ball which pierced Hess’s right hand,
passing at the same time through the fleshy part of his leg.
The wound in the hand was a painful and serious one,
disfiguring that member, if not, toa great extent, destroying
its usefulness for life.

The recollection of another phase of army life comes upon
me as my mind reverts to the scenes about Petersburg during
the siege. Constantly in the presence of death and danger,
many became hardened in their outward manner and speech,
but, as the result of my observation, the deeper, the more
reverent instincts of the heart, never leave a true man. Shakes-
peare says:

‘He jests at scars who never felt a wound.”

No one will dispute the great bard in this respect, but it is
also indisputable that brave and true men will jest in the
presence of death and toy with its agencies.

The death of poor Tom Putnum was a most distressing
ending of a manly and devoted life. Possessing a more than
ordinary dignity for a private soldier, he was also a genial and
warm-hearted fellow, beloved by all. One day, a day that left
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a shadow on the brow of every man of Company B, the cook
brought in our regular rations of bean soup. Poor Tom was
impatient, and climbed one of the flankers to get his soup a little
sooner than by going around. By so doing he exposed himself
to the enemy. Being warned, he replied that if he was to be
shot he wanted to die with a full stomach. Alas! on his return
with cup in hand, he received a ball into his body and died a
few days after, suffering untold agonies.

Another sad case was that of a comrade belonging to another
company, who found much amusement in rolling unexploded
shells at the men in the pits. These shells were thrown by the
enemy, and were strewn about the battle-field in all directions.
He continued his sport, much to the annoyance and fear of the
men and his own delight, until ordered by an officer to stop.
Then he playfully probed the fuse-hole of a shell with his
bayonet until it struck a spark which exploded the shell,
abruptly terminating his fun, and at the same time fully satis-
fying a morbid curiosity. The poor fellow paid dearly for his
folly. His hands were terribly lacerated, and I am not sure
that he did not lose his arms from amputation, or, what is still
worse, die of his wounds.

But where shall one stop who undertakes to write up his
reminiscences of the old Ninth? Events crowd so thickly upon
one another that the mind reels. In the light of the present,
they seem so wonderful as almost to be the remembrance of a
startling dream or the fancy of a lively imagination. When I
started my letter I was at a loss to know where or how to begin ;
now I am embarrassed with too many recollections, and know
not where to leave off. But there must be an end to all things,
likewise my letter. Therefore, with the wounding of poor old
jolly ‘‘Pepp’’ Moore at Kinston, I will close and bid you
good-bye. :

At the second battle of Kinston I was detailed with several
of my comrades to fill up a ditch, which made the crossing of
aids on their way to front and rear with dispatches both difficult
and dangerous. The battle at the time was raging, the rebels
charging on our works, but being easily driven back. We had
thrown all the fence rails we could find into the ditch, and were
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forced to cut down small trees to finish the job. We lost no
time, as we were in a very dangerous position, being fully
exposed. Ryno or I, or both of us, bent a sapling, while
“‘Pepp”’ was wielding the axe. His work was suddenly ended
when a ball went crashing into his knee, disabling him, no
doubt, for life. When last I saw him he was hobbling around
on crutches. This was next to the last engagement we were in,
and it came doubly hard on him, as he had served with the
regiment from its first organization.

Fraternally yours,
, F, A. KENYON.
New York, December 8, 1888.
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CoLONEL JOSEPH WARNER ALLEN

Was born near Bristol, Pennsylvania, July twenty-second, 1811. His
first services as a civil engineer were as a rodman on the construction
of the Delaware division canal, which terminates at Bristol. He was
afterwards connected with the construction of the Camden and Amboy
railroad at Bordentown, New Jersey, where he married. He made that
city his permanent residence. He was engaged on the construction of
the Grand Gulf and Port Gibson railroad in Mississippi, the Baltimore
and Ohio railroad in Virginia, the Paterson and Ramapo and the
Flushing (L. I.) railroads, as well as numerous other public works.
Among these were the works of the Dundee Water Power and Land
Company of Passaic, New Jersey, and the Hoboken Land and Improve-
ment Company. The completion of the Bergen tunnel, now occupied
by the Erie railway, was entrusted to his charge as chief engineer. Of
an active and earnest but conservative and exceedingly well-balanced
temperament, Colonel Allen was naturally prominent in the politics of
his state. He was twice elected to represent Burlington county in the
state senate and was the recognized leader of the whig party in that.
body. His name was a number of times prominently mentioned in
connection with the offices of governor and of United States senator.
The high esteem in which he was held by prominent men of all parties
was evinced by the action of the state legislature at the time of his.
death. His body, and that of Surgeon Weller, was laid in state at the
state house in Trenton. The expenses attendant upon the return of his
body from Hatteras and the military funeral which followed were borne
by the state government. Colonel Allen was appointed deputy quarter-
master-general of New Jersey, with the rank of lieutenant-colonel, by
Governor Charles S. Olden, a position of honor, but without duties until
Fort Sumter was fired on. From that time his best energies were
devoted to the interests of his country, and he rendered able and
efficient services as an aid of Governor Olden and Quartermaster-
General Perrine in equipping the three months men and all the
regiments of three years men enlisted previous to the formation of the
Ninth regiment. The movement which culminated in the formation of
the Ninth regiment was the result of an application made to Governor
Olden to recruit a company for the regiment known as “ Berdan’s
sharpshooters.” Governor Olden asked Colonel Allen’s advice as to the
practicability of raising such acompany. Colonel Allen stated that a
regiment of riflemen could readily be raised. Governor Olden imme-
diately offered to obtain authority to recruit the regiment provided
Colonel Allen would take command, to which the latter promptly
agreed. Recruiting was at once commenced, and from that time
Colonel Allen devoted himself to the care of the regiment, in the effort
BIOGRAPHY OF OUR First COLONEL. 375

to make it in all respects the best one that had left the state. How
well he was seconded in this by his officers, and how well these efforts
succeeded, the subsequent history of the regiment testifies. (It may be
noted that the sword Colonel Allen carried was presented to him by
Governor Olden as a token of his personal regard and esteem.) His
untimely death (January fifteenth, 1862,) by drowning off Hatteras on
the Burnside expedition, is part of the history of the regiment. A
remarkable evidence of the lasting nature of the impression which he
made on the regiment is evinced by the fact that after two years had
passed, during which time many stirring events had been experienced,
a noble monument was erected over his grave in Christ Church yard at
Bordentown, New Jersey, by the. officers of the regiment. The monu-
ment is fifteen feet six inches high, the base being Pennsylvania marble
and the shaft white Italian marble. There are appropriate carvings in
relief of flags, muskets, shield and masonic emblems, with crossed swords
and an ivy and oak wreath. The inscriptions are as follows: 1—‘‘ Joseph
W. Allen, colonel Ninth regiment, New Jersey volunteers, drowned at
Hatteras, North Carolina, January fifteenth, 1862, in the fifty-first year
of hisage.” 2—‘‘This monument is erected by the officers of the Ninth
regiment, New Jersey volunteers, as a tribute of grateful respect to the
memory of their first commander, who, while faithfully serving his
country in the darkest hour of her peril, even to the sacrifice of his life,
endeared himself to the hearts of his whole command.” 8—‘‘ January
first, 1864. This record of the unreturning past is dedicated with kindly
heart to thee.” Colonel Allen was an exemplary citizen, a self-
sacrificing patriot, a devoted husband and a loving father. Of fine
physical proportions and manly bearing, his personal characteristics
secured the confidence and respect of all who knew him.

BRIGADIER-GENERAL CHARLES A. HECKMAN

Was born at Easton, Pennsylvania, December third, 1822. He was
educated at the Minerva Seminary, conducted by the Rev. Dr. John
Vanderveer. When the Mexican war broke out he was clerking with
James F. Randolph & Son, wholesale dry-goods dealers. He assisted
in raising a company of volunteers and was elected a lieutenant, but -
they were not accepted, and he enlisted and was appointed a first
sergeant in Company H, First United States Volunteers, and took part
in all the battles in General Scott’s campaign from Vera Cruz to the
City of Mexico. Returning to his home he accepted a conductorship
on the Central Railroad of New Jersey, and made his residence in
Phillipsburg, New Jersey. About the time that Colonel Ellsworth and
his Chicago Zouaves were attracting the attention of military men
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everywhere, by their wonderful drill, a militia company was started in
Easton under the title of the National Grays, and the subject of this
sketch became its captain. It took rank as one of the crack companies
of the State, but about the time of the opening of the war of the
rebellion it disbanded, though most of the members joined the First
Pennsylvania regiment. In answer to President Lincoln’s call for
seventy-five thousand, Captain Heckman hastened to Harrisburg at the
head of one of the first two companies raised in Easton, and his
command was mustered in as Company D, First Pennsylvania Volun-
teers. At the end of the term of service the regiment was mustered
out, and he returned home and almost immediately accepted the
majority of the Ninth New Jersey regiment, then being formed at
Camp Olden, Trenton. On the eve of the departure of the regiment
for Washington he was made lieutenant-colonel. The regiment sailed
with the Burnside expedition from Annapolis, on January tenth, 1862,
in General Reno’s brigade. Colonel Allen was drowned at Hatteras
and the Ninth went into the battles of Roanoke Island and Newbern,
under the command of the lieutenant-colonel. It was in these engage-
ments that the Jerseymen established their reputation as a fighting
regiment—they never lost it. Two days after the battle of Roanoke
on February tenth, 1862, Lieutenant-Colonel Heckman was made
colonel. The Ninth went to Newport barracks and took part in the
siege of Fort Macon. On the twenty-sixth of July, with six companies
of the Ninth, three companies of the Third New York cavalry and two
pieces of artillery, Colonel Heckman started for Young’s Crossroads,
with orders to co-operate with a force sent out from Newbern. It was
while making a reconnoissance with a mounted party on the Onslow
road, that he was fired on by a party of bushwhackers, and he and Dr,
Woodhull were wounded. The other command not being heard from
the expedition returned to Newbern. Up till October thirtieth, the
regiment remained in camp. On that day all the troops, under com-
mand of General John A. Foster, started on the Tarboro expedition,
which added so much to the fame of the Ninth and its commander. On
December ninth Colonel Heckman was assigned to an independent
command, consisting of the Ninth New Jersey, Seventeenth Massa-
chusetts, a detachment of the Third New York cavalry under Major
Cole, and Belger’s First Rhode Island battery. Three days later
General Foster’s entire force started on the Goldsboro raid. The
command was constantly in the advance and bore the brunt of the
fighting. On November twenty-ninth Colonel Heckman was commis-
sioned a brigadier-general of volunteers for signal ability and services
rendered during the campaign. He was at once assigned to the
command of the first brigade, second division, eighteenth army corps.
On the twentieth, the eighteenth corps under General Foster sailed for
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Port Royal, South Carolina. Some little time after their arrival there,
a dispute arose between General Foster and General Hunter as to who
was in command. General Foster returned to North Carolina and all
the general officers in the eighteenth corps were relieved except General
Heckman, who was assigned to the command of the second division.
The division was on shipboard during the Monitor attack on Charleston ;
but the ironclads failed to make the impression that was expected
and the division returned to Port Royal. On April twelfth, 1863,
General Heckman, with his Star brigade, returned hastily to North
Carolina and assisted in relieving General Foster, who was closely
besieged at Washington.

During the winter the brigade was encamped at Newport News,
Virginia. Here a number of broken down commands were ordered to
him, to be reorganized or not as the good of the service might dictate.
On the sixteenth of January he was ordered to the command of the
defenses and approaches of Norfolk. The force consisted of a division
of infantry, a brigade of cavalry, nine light batteries and thirty-two
heavy guns mounted on a line of fortifications. April fourteenth, in
command of his own brigade, he sailed with the army of the James. A
landing was effected at Bermuda Hundred. During the month that
followed the enemy were met and several sharp engagements were
fought. On the morning of May sixteenth, 1864, while in front of
Drewry’s Bluff, the enemy attacked in overwhelming numbers, and,
after a bloody and desperate battle, the Star brigade was forced back
and its commander carried a prisoner to Richmond. After being a
prisoner of war three months General Heckman was exchanged at
Charleston, where he had been among the three hundred officers placed
under the fire of our own guns. He was at first ordered to report to
General Canby in the department of the South, but the order was coun-
termanded by General Grant, and, on the request of General Butler, he
was ordered to the Army of the James and took command of the Second
division of the Eighteenth army corps, which he commanded at the
capture of Fort Harrison. In this engagement he took two regiments
of the enemy prisoners and captured four guns. General Ord being
wounded, he took command, by virtue of his rank, and immediately
attacked a river battery which was taken with its garrison. For the
ability displayed in these operations he was highly complimented by
General Grant.

On the third of December the Tenth and Eighteenth corps were
consolidated and formed into the Twenty-fourth corps. The three
colored divisions were merged into the Twenty-fifth corps. He organ-
ized this corps and was in command of it during the winter of 1865.
On the return of General Weitzel he resumed command of his own
division, and resigned May twenty-fifth, 1865. He was wounded in the
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following engagements: Newbern and Young’s Crossroads, North
Carolina, and Port Walthall, Virginia.

It was an inspiriting sight to see General Heckman, whose whole
heart was ever in the deadly work, leading on his men, eager as they
invariably were for the fray. He seemed ubiquitous; now ordering
up regiment, now battery—his lithe yet manly form wherever the fight
was thickest—always setting an example to every one about him. He
ever displayed a stoical disregard of death, despite the sanguinary
harvest which death reaped about him. His example encouraged the
men of his invincible brigade to sustain the shock of incessant attack
with undaunted bravery, and they never failed him, nor he them. No
general was ever more beloved, or followed in battle with greater zeal
and confidence. He never asked any one to go where he was not ready
to lead, and because of this fatherly care, together with his skill,
hundreds owed their lives.

CoLOoNEL ABRAM ZABRISKIE,

The third son of Chancellor A. O.. Zabriskie, was born at Hackensack,
New Jersey, February eighteenth, 1841. He was lineally descended
from one of a family honored in Polish histofy, who found a refuge in
this country and settled in the county of Bergen more than two cen-
turies ago. Having lost his mother in boyhood, in 1849 he removed
with his father to Jersey City, where he attended school, entering the
College of New Jersey in 1856, graduating. in 1859. From childhood he
was distinguished by firmness of purpose, strong will, clear intellect
and capacity to master whatever he undertook. Upon leaving college
he entered his father’s office, and prosecuted, until he joined the Ninth
regiment, the study of law as a profession.: In the summer of 1860, at
Long Branch, his coolness and energy, by the aid of a kind Providence,
enabled him to save his sister from.a watery grave. The unselfish
bravery, the quick, cool discernment which he evinced at the age of
nineteen years, won the admiration of all, and was a promise, after-
wards fulfilled, of what his country might expect: of him when in equal
peril.

In the winter of 1860-61, young Zabriskie had prepared to spend the
ensuing year in the tour of Europe, and he expected to sail with William
L. Dayton, our minister to France. Then Sumter fell. His patriotism
was roused. During the absence of his father at Trenton he gave up
his stateroom, brought back his passage-money, and throwing down the
gold, said: ‘‘Iam not going to Europe; I will stay and do my part in
this war.” His military career commenced in September, 1861, as
adjutant of the Ninth regiment, to which he was devoted until his fatal
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wound. At Roanoke Island, his first battle, he stood with folded arms,
directly facing the Confederate battery, and amid the storm of shot, he
appeared like a giant. The hissing shot had no terrors for him, and the
example he set had great influence upon the men, who, engaged with a
desperate enemy for the first time, needed all the encouragement such
pictures of repose and indifference to manifold dangers could give them.
The speedy promotion of Colonel Heckman to a larger command,
elevated young Zabriskie to the colonelcy of the Ninth, which he led in
many engagements until the fateful sixteenth of May, 1864, when,
lying upon the earth, with his life-blood fast ebbing, and seeing his
regiment overpowered, almost annihilated, he exclaimed: ‘ Poor boys,
peor boys!” Colonel Zabriskie was loved by every man in the regi-
ment, and no nobler or more patriotic Jerseyman ever fell in defense of
the flag. In battle, however great the danger, our hero was imper-
turbable. He possessed ability of a high order, and, had he been
spared, would have risen to eminence in any sphere of life. In the
history of “New Jersey and the Rebellion,” it is said of him: ‘‘ As
colonel of the Ninth regiment, his record was not merely spotless—it
was lustrous. Even in his last hours, when the shadow of death lay
upon his face, and life’s beauty and joy faded like a pleasant picture
from his darkened vision, his thoughts were of his country and of his
comrades, who were still, with heroic endurance, braving the perils of
a doubtful field.” From the time he entered the regiment until he
received his death wound at Drewry’s Bluff, he was constantly at his
post, never missing a march ora battle. Ever encouraging the men,
but never shielding himself from danger. He was without fear, and
an affectionate man, a warm friend, gentle, loving and true in his social
intercourse, an admirer of all that was beautiful in nature and art—a
lover of the highest order of literature—a noble and finished gentleman.
His memory will live among thousands, for he was a hero, and it is to
be regretted that he was cut down 1n the heighth of his usefulness, as
otherwise he would have had a brilliant and happy life.

BRIGADIER-GENERAL JAMES STEWART, JR.,

The fourth and last colonel of the Ninth regiment, was born near
Stewartsville, Warren county, New Jersey, in 1840. He was educated
for a mercantile life, which he forsook when the governor of his native
state called for troops to defend the government. He enlisted asa
private, but his ability soon ensured him a commission, and he left
Trenton with Company H, as its first lieutenant. By the heroic death
of Captain Henry at Roanoke Island, Stewart became captain, and at
Newbern distinguished himself by shooting a Captain Martin, a
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renegade Jerseymen, in command of a Confederate battery. In the
expedition to Goldsboro in December, 1862, Captain Stewart led his
command with great gallantry in a number of battles, losing between
thirty and forty of his men in killed and wounded, which shows the
nature of the task committed to him. He succeeded the lamented
Zabriskie in command of the regiment, and proved himself a worthy
successor, handling it in battle with the same ease and skill as when on
parade. It was a pleasure to see General Stewart in battle, into which
he ever went with his cheery nature and the same grace and winning
way as if at a ball. He was desperately wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
Virginia, May sixteenth, 1864, and for two months, while enduring
untold sufferings in hospital, he chafed because of his enforced absence
from his command, around which his warm and brave heart was ever
entwined. He returned to the regiment in July, having been promoted
to its colonelcy, and at once reported forduty. A few days afterwards,
Colonel Stewart was directed by General Butler to assume command of
the first brigade, second division, eighteenth corps, which position he
held until the next spring, when he was given command of the second
brigade, first division, twenty-third army corps, and- during the
remainder of the campaign he commanded the third division, twenty-
third corps. For his gallantry and untiring services he was
commissioned brigadier-general—to date from March twenty-first, 1865
—the capture of Goldsboro, North Carolina, by his regiment.

His last campaign, in which he and the Ninth-had rendered invaluable
services, was as brilliant as any in which he had ever participated ;
orders highly complimenting him for courage and gallantry being
issued by the commanding general. General Stewart was a born
soldier, possessing as he did all essential qualities, and a physique
capable of sustaining him in great fatigue. He returned to Trenton
with the Ninth regiment, meeting with a joyous welcome at the hands
of a people who were proud of its achievements and the glory it had
won. General Stewart, for a number of years after the war, was the
efficient chief of Philadelphia’s police force, which, owing to his
executive ability and varied experience in the field, enjoyed a high
reputation for excellence. Time has dealt gently with General Stewart,
no shadow of the old perils being discernible on his still handsome face.

LIEUTENANT-COLONEL WILLIAM B. CurRLIS

Was born in Burlington county, New Jersey, December fifteenth, 1880,
and when of suitable age attended a district school in Evesham town-
ship, and subsequently the private school of William Burr of Mount
Holly. After learning the trade of a tailor he established himself in
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business at Pennington. In June, 1861, Colonel Curlis was appointed
postmaster of that village, which position he retained until August,
1884, when he was relieved, a Democrat having been elected president
the previous year. Desiring to render the country more service than
was possible in the little post-office at Pennington, at the solicitation of
Governor Olden, he raised a company for the Ninth regiment, into
which he was mustered September twenty-third, 1861. On the eighth
day of January, 1868, Captain Curlis was promoted to the majority,
and in June, 1864, his shoulders were graced by silver leaflets. Colonel
Curlis, notwithstanding his ill-health, which caused him much suffering,
was never absent from duty, however irksome or dangerous. It was
said by his men, who were fondly attached to him, that Colonel Curlis
often exposed himself to danger, hoping thereby to be “picked off,”
and thus, while dying a soldier’s death, be relieved from the ills his
flesh was heir to. At Kinston, he greatly distinguished himself by
leading his company (with the colors) across the burning bridge over
the Neuse river, in the face of a murderous fire from the Confederates
lining an earthwork on the opposite side. His gallantry on this occa-
sion, as on others which speedily followed, no doubt gained him golden
leaves. Colonel Curlis was severely injured near Drewry’s Bluff,
Virginia, one black night in the early part of May, 1864, by his horse
falling upon him, while making his rounds as brigade officer of the
day. He always enjoyed the confidence of his superiors and of the
men whom he at times commanded. It was enough for him to know
that his services were appreciated, and that consciousness never made
him forget himself.

Dr. ADDISON W. WoopHULL

Was born in Manalapan, Monmouth county, New Jersey, August
thirteenth, 1831. Believing it to be his duty to serve his country in the
field, he offered himself to Governor Olden as an assistant surgeon, and
‘was commissioned as such in the Fifth New Jersey volunteers, with
which he remained until February, 1862, when he was promoted to fill
the vacancy in the surgeoncy of the Ninth regiment. He reached the
scene of his new labors two days after the battle of Newbern, and
immediately proceeded upon a performance of the multifarious duties
of his office. He was untiring in his labors, and exceedingly kind and
anxious in the care of the sufferers, who demanded his constant atten-
tion for some weeks. These qualities, together with his skill, soon gave
him deserved popularity and placed him in the front rank of his pro-
fession.

During the summer of 1862, Dr. Woodhull, who always accompanied
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. the intrepid Heckman, had his horse shot from under him, in the en-
gagement at Young’s Crossroads, and was himself wounded. In the
fail he was appointed surgeon in charge of the Hammond general
hospital, at Beaufort—a position held by him until the departure of
Generals Foster and Heckman for South Carolina. On taking the field
Dr. Woodhull was made surgeon of Heckman’s Star brigade, in which
capacity he faithfully served for along time. In the summer of 1868,
in addition to his other duties, he superintended the erection of the
Mansfield general hospital, at Morehead City, which was pronounced a
model affair. Time would fail us to closely follow the doctor through
the several campaigns in the Carolinas and the bloody fields of Virginia,
where the Star brigade won never-dying laurels. Upon returning to
North Carolina, in the autumn of 1864, when the yellow fever was
raging at Newbern, Surgeon A. W. Woodhull at once offered to assist
in subduing the terrible enemy, and through the whole course of the
deadly epidemic was found ever faithful, constant at his post. But it
is to the medical statistics of the regiment that he can refer with the
greatest pride, and these are the best witnesses of his diligence and
skill. These show that during each of the three years that he was con-
nected with the regiment but three men died in camp or regimental
hospital during each year, making nine in all, and this, too, when but
few were sent to general hospital. This is doubtless due to the great
care with which he looked after the habits of the men, the condition of
their quarters—the injunctions he always gave the soldiers to attend
early to any indisposition they might feel—and the pertinacity with
which he insisted upon daily inspecting the processes for preparing
food. These, after all, seem to be the great duties of a regimental
surgeon.

Dr. Woodhull died at his home in Newark, May fourteenth, 1876, and
after impressive services in the Presbyterian church his remains were
conveyed to Manalapan, and interred in the old Tennent churchyard.

 

SURGEON FIDELIO BUCKINGHAM GILLETTE

Was born in Allegany county, New York, October thirty-first, 1833.
His father, Rev. Walter Bloomfield Gillette, D.D., was a Baptist clergy-
man at Shiloh, Cumberland county, New Jersey, when the war broke
out. The subject of our sketch was graduated an M. D. from the
University of Pennsylvania, Philadelphia, in, 1856, when he located at
Belleville, New Jersey, where he remained long enough, as he says, to
use up what money he took with him to that place, and to learn “ that
most people are not anxious to employ young doctors.” Procuring an
appointment as surgeon of a steamship plying between New York and
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Liverpool, Dr. Gillette made one round trip, when he was appointed
apothecary of the marine hospital at Quarantine, Staten Island. When
the yellow fever prevailed there, Dr. Gillette was made assistant deputy
health officer, with a salary of two thousand dollars per year. After
the destruction of the quarantine buildings by a mob he removed to
Daretown, Salem county, New Jersey, where he established a lucrative
business. He offered his medical services to Governor Olden, who in-
formed him that there was no vacancy for surgeon. ‘I do not want
to be a surgeon, governor, until I am capable,” replied the doctor.
**Don’t want to be a surgeon?” exclaimed the governor; ‘‘ why, every
applicant wants to be a full surgeon, with a double row of buttons on
his coat.” ‘‘A single row is all I ask at this time,” continued Dr. Gil-
lette. ‘‘ Well, go back home, assured you will hear from me very soon,”
said the patriotic executive. Ten days afterwards Dr. Gillette received
orders to report to Colonel Heckman, commanding the Ninth New
Jersey, at Beaufort, North Carolina. He joined the regiment in Sep-
tember, 1862, and was heartily welcomed by Surgeon Woodhull and all
the officers and men, with whom he speedily became very popular. Dr.
Gillette never wearied in well doing, but devoted his skill and best
efforts to his multifarious duties. It made no difference to him whether
the man who needed his services was of ‘high or low rank—he was just
as faithfully attended to. The six days fighting which the Ninth had in
going to Goldsboro in December following, afforded Dr. Gillette an
abundance of labor, and endeared him to all—his kind greeting and
wonderful fund of wit restoring many to health and strength. In
February, 1865, Dr. Woodhull having resigned, Dr. Gillette was ap-
pointed surgeon, returning to New Jersey in July, wearing the ‘‘ double
row of buttons” he had long merited. No docturin the army was more
beloved than Surgeon Gillette, who still lives (1888) to serve suffering
humanity, as well as his surviving comrades of the Ninth, many of
whom have been enabled through his certificates to draw pensions for
disabilities incurred during their four years’ service. Dr. Gillette, for a
number of years after the war, served as post surgeon in the United
States army, where he gained additional experience and honors.

CAPTAIN BENJAMIN W. HoppER,

Who left New Jersey in December, 1861, with the Ninth regiment, as a
sergeant of Company H, returned to the state with it in July, 1865, as
commandant of that company, and senior officer of the line. Captain
Hopper was born near Hackensack, Bergen county, New Jersey, May
fifteenth, 1839. When one year old, his parents removed to Newfound-
land, Morris county, where he remained until sixteen years of age,
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when he removed to Newark, where he learned the trade of a carpenter,
becoming a skillful workman. In the spring of 1861, he arranged to go
to Macon, Georgia, having received a good offer from a prominent
builder there, but the attack upon Sumter changed his plans and the
course of his life. He enlisted in Company E, in September, 1861, and
was immediately made a sergeant, distinguishing himself in the battles
of Roanoke Island and Newbern. His gallantry attracted the attention
of General Heckman (then colonel), who promptly promoted him to a
lieutenancy, and subsequently to a captaincy, in which position he
served with great acceptability and faithfulness, until the last shot had
been fired, when he returned to New Jersey with the regiment, suffering
from wounds he had received. Captain Hopper was wounded in his
sword hand while in the abattis fronting Fort Darling, May fourteenth,
1864, and two days later, in the terrible conflict at Drewry’s Bluff, he
was wounded in breast and arm, and although ordered to the rear by
Dr. Gillette, he persisted in remaining with his company, which he did
—supporting his bleeding arm in a sling which the surgeon extem-
porized, and only proceeding to the hospital when, with a wreck of his
command, he was able after the conflict to retire to a position of
comparative safety. Captain Hopper’s company was well drilled,
highly efficient and ever to be relied upon for any duty, however
dangerous. The captain enjoyed the respect of his men, who often-
times performed prodigies of valor, simply to win a smile from his
intelligent yet usually stern face. After Captain Hopper had led his
men into Goldsboro, North Carolina, in March, 1865, and the Ninth, in
recognition of its valor and dash in capturing the city, had been
detailed as provost guard, Captain Hopper was appointed inspector-
general of the Twenty-third corps, the onerous duties of which position
he performed in a masterly manner, receiving encomiums from
Generals Sherman, Cox and Schofield. Upon his return home, Captain
Hopper, through the kind offices of his old friend, General Heckman,
was appointed a conductor on the Central railroad of New Jersey.
For fifteen years past, he has had charge of the company’s interests
at Newark, where he has displayed indomitable energy and executive
ability of a high order. He possesses the confidence of his superiors in
civil life as he did while serving his country on fifty fields of battle.

LIEUTENANT HENRY HOPPER

Was born at Newfoundland, Morris county, New Jersey, August thirtieth,
1848, but hearing the tocsin of war, left the plow he was following in his
father’s field, and hastened to enroll himself among his country’s de-
fenders, attaching himself to Company E, Ninth Regiment, for which
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his brother, Sergeant Benjamin W. Hopper, was recruiting vigorous
young men. The subject of our sketch was one of the brave fellows
detailed at Hatteras for the gunboats, on one of which he did valiant
service during the bombardment of the forts on Roanoke Island, but in
the afternoon, when the launches were lowered to go ashore with the
howitzers, he begged so hard to go along that permission was granted,
and in both battles—Roanoke and Newbern—Lieutenant Hopper, then
a private, assisted in dragging and firing the howitzers, the only artillery
we had ashore, until victory had been won. After Newbern, seeing no
probability: of further fighting on the boats, he procured his discharge
from the naval service, and from that time until the end of the war re-
mained with his company, with which he proudly returned to his native
state in July, 1865. Like Cincinnatus, he promptly beat his sword into a
pruning hook, and resumed the quiet life of a farmer, which he pursued
until 1878, when he removed to Newark. In 1878 he was appointed a
patrolman on the police force of that city, and performing his duties so
well was promoted to the captaincy of a precinct, from which it was a
speedy and easy step to the position of chief, the responsible and arduous
duties of which he is performing (in 1889) to the satisfaction of all good
citizens and great credit to himself.

Captain THomAS BURNETT

Acted as drill-sergeant at Camp Olden, and to him the sergeants (many
of whom subsequently became officers,) were greatly indebted for the pro-
ficiency they rapidly acquired. Captain Burnett was a thorough soldier,
who never failed where success was possible. Notwithstanding his mar-
tinetism, he possessed the respect of his men, who never failed to follow
him. It was Sergeant Burnett, who, while the brig ‘“‘ Dragoon” was
thumping on the bar at Hatteras, and all hope of safety seemed lost,
formed his company—B—upon the forward upper deck, and by firing
volleys, attracted the attention of General Burnside, who hastened
to the rescue, effecting a deliverance from the manifold dangers sur-
rounding the five companies on board. After the war, Captain Burnett,
who burned to be of assistance to Ireland, participated in the Fenian
invasion of Canada, going there as Iieutenant-colonel of the New Jersey
regiment. He departed this life in 1874, dying at his home in New
Brunswick.

CAPTAIN JOSEPH JAMES HENRY

Of Company H, was born at Oxford Furnace, Warren county, New
Jersey, December fifteenth, 1834. He was graduated from the Pough-
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keepsie law school, and commenced the practice of law in New York
city. Some time afterwards he went to Washington, and acted as
private secretary for his friend, Colonel Scranton, member of the house
of representatives. While there he joined the regiment organized by
General Lane, of Kansas, which patrolled the capital until the arrival
of troops from the north. In October, 1861, Captain Henry was
authorized to raise a company for the Ninth regiment, which task he
speedily accomplished—the young men who followed him to camp
being the best Warren county afforded. His gentle and unassuming
manners, his pleasing address and benign disposition, his conciliatory
action, and unusual candor, made him popular with all with whom he
came in contact. He was robbed of life by the concussion of a ruthless
shot at Roanoke Island—no mark being visible upon his person after he
fell. Captain Henry was the first man in a New Jersey regiment to
fall in battle for the preservation of the Union. Death loves a shining
mark,

CAPTAIN EDWARD STEVENS HARRIS.

This gallant officer entered the service October twenty-second, 1861,
as first lieutenant of Company C. Edwin S. Harris, a son of Rev. N.
Sayre Harris, of Hoboken, New Jersey, was born in the city of Phila-
delphia, Pennsylvania. He graduated at St. Timothy’s Hall, Maryland,
where he received the rudiments of an education which fitted him for
military service. With the Ninth regiment he accompanied the Burn-
side expedition to North Carolina, and in the battles of Roanoke Island
and Newbern led his command with skill anddaring. Captain Harris
received his baptismal fire in the swamps of Roanoke, where under a
terrific fire to which the Ninth was subjected he acted with the same
coolness as if on dress parade. He was present with his command, and
participated in the sieges of Fort Macon and Charleston, and battles of
Southwest Creek, Kinston, Whitehall, Goldsboro, Young’s Cross Roads,
Free Bridge, Hillsbridge and a score of minor engagements in the
Carolinas.

On the seventeenth day of March, 1863, he was promoted to be cap-
tain of his company, but shortly afterward resigned with a view of
taking command of a light battery. In this, however, he was
anticipated, so Governor Parker reappointed him to his old command
in the Ninth, and on receiving his commission lost no time in returning
to the scenes of his former labors and triumphs.

Captain Harris led his command in the campaign inaugurated on
Bermuda Hundred, May sixth, 1864, and took an active part in the
series of battles fought daily, almost hourly, till the morning of May
sixteenth, when, at Drewry’s Bluff, Virginia, an unerring bullet put an
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end to his usefulness. Thus did he die at the age of twenty-two. While
being carried off the sanguinary field, and while taking a last survey of
the line, he called out to his men to ‘stand firm”—not to give way.
His body was never recovered—in fact, his fate was unknown to his
wife and family, who (until the return of the writer from the prison
pens) had fondly but vainly imagined him to be a prisoner of war.

Captain Harris was one of the bravest officers in the Ninth. He never
knew fear—never heeded danger. He was possessed of a generous and
sympathetic nature, and was admired by officers and men for his manly
traits.

‘Soldier, rest! thy warfare o’er,
Dream of fighting fields no more;

Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking,
Morn of toil, nor night of waking.”

 

LIEUTENANT WILLIAM E. TowNLeEy,

A resident of Elizabeth, was one of the first to enlist in the Ninth
regiment. Notwithstanding a delicate state of health, his ardent desire
to serve his country in its peril induced him to forsake the mercantile
life he had entered upon, and become one of its defenders. His devotion
to duty, with his quiet Christian character and unceasing efforts to
contribute to the comfort and happiness of his comrades, gained djjm
the respect of all with whom he came in contact. His faithfulness and
ability brought its reward, as he rose, step by step, until in 1865, he was
commissioned first lieutenant of Company K, with which he started
in 1861. Few men were more respected than Lieutenant Townley, and
when after the lapse of nearly a quarter of a century his companions of
old made him the custodian of their funds, they did so with absolute
confidence, as his integrity was beyond question. Upon his return
home after the war, he engaged successfully in the dry-goods business
in Elizabeth.

CAPTAIN J. PETER RITTER

Was born at Billigheim, Bavaria, Germany, July sixteenth, 1806. He
settled in Elizabeth, New Jersey, in 1836, and at once engaged in
business, in which he prospered. He was connected with the militia
for many years before the war, and in 1861 raised a company, chiefly
Germans, for the Ninth regiment. It was denominated ‘‘G,” and he
commanded it in all the engagements in which it participated until
April fourth, 1864, when, owing to ill-health, and his inability to sustain
the fatigues of a great campaign, he was compelled to resign, which
he did, greatly to the regret, not only of the officers of the regiment, but
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also of the men. Notwithstanding his age and obesity, Captain Ritter
never flagged on a march, nor hesitated in doing his full duty in a fight.
After his return home from the army, he was chosen overseer of the
poor in Elizabeth, which position he held at the time of his death—
October twenty-seventh, 1872.

Caprain EpwarpD S. MorFat

Left Princeton college, and enlisted as a private in Company K, Ninth
New Jersey volunteers, in October, 1861, soon after being appointed
first sergeant ; promoted second lieutenant March ninth, 1862, but de-
clined ; reappointed May sixteenth, 1862; detailed as an acting signal
officer September twenty-eighth, 1862; commissioned in the signal corps,
United States army, March third, 1863 ; breveted captain United States
volunteers and mustered out of the service August, 1865.

_ Captain Moffat accompanied the Ninth on the Burnside expedition,
and participated in the capture of Roanoke Island, the battle of New-
bern, and the investment of Fort Macon. On General Foster’s Goldsboro
expedition he acted as a signal officer, and accompanied General
Heckman on Foster’s expedition to South Carolina, returning to North
Carolina with Heckman’s brigade, when it was called to the relief of
General Foster at Washington, North Carolina.

In July, 1863, he accompanied General Edward E. Potter’s cavalry
raid upon the Weldon railroad, and in November, 1863, was placed in
command of the outpost line of signal stations in North Carolina, with
headquarters at Bachelor’s creek, where on the first of February, 1864,
five hundred Union soldiers belonging to the One Hundred and Thirty-
second New York volunteers resisted General Piekett with seven
thousand men and several batteries of artillery, and thus saved New-
bern. During the engagement, Captain Moffat, who was ever without
fear, unwittingly rode into a regiment of rebels, but escaped amid a
shower of bullets. He was officially thanked for his valuable services
in this battle. September tenth, 1864, he was called to Newbern to act
as chief signal officer of the department of North Carolina, and while at
Newbern was attacked with yellow fever. In February, 1865, he was
stationed as signal officer at General Meade’s headquarters before
Petersburg, Virginia, and was actively employed during Lee’s attack
on Fort Steadman, in the Hatcher Run fight, the capture of Petersburg,
in the line of battle at Sailor’s Creek, April sixth, and was present with
the army of the Potomac at Appomattox, at the time of Lee’s surrender.

Captain Moffat, in all the positions he occupied, was without ostenta-
tion. As first sergeant and second lieutenant, although as mild in his
ways as a school miss, he possessed the respect of all with whom he
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came in contact. He never had to repeat a command—the men appear-
ing to anticipate his desires. He was noted for his graceful bearing and
courtly manners, which gained for him the sobriquet of the Chesterfield
of the regiment, and when he left it to take a position on the signal
corps, wherein he rose to prominence, his loss was keenly felt by all.
In battle he was entirely self-possessed—on a march capable of great
fatigue. Upon leaving the army in 1865, after a three years’ course of
study at the Columbia College School of Mines, Captain Moffat grad-
uated with the degree of ‘‘ Engineer of Mines.” He held a professorship
of mining and metalurgy for two years at Lafayette college, Easton,
Pennsylvania, when his health failing, he took the active management
of iron works in northern New Jersey, until in 1882, when he removed
to Scranton, Pennsylvania, to accept the position of general manager of
the Lackawanna Iron and Coal Company, which he holds at this date.

CAPTAIN CHARLES Hurry

Was born in Philadelphia, July twenty-fourth, 1839, in which city he
resided during the early days of his life. He passed his school life with
high honors, and was noted for his probity, intelligence and high moral
character. The family having removed to Camden, New Jersey, he
resided with them, and was engaged in the hardware business in
Philadelphia until the sound to battle, which roused the nation to
unbrotherly strife ; when, impelled by a patriotic love of country, he at
once hastened to join the conflict for the restoration and perpetuation
of our glorious Union. When the call came for volunteers for three
months’ service, he responded at once, and enlisted in the Philadelphia
Grays, First regiment artillery, Pennsylvania volunteers, and left with
them for the seat of war in April, 1861. Having served out his three
months term, he entered the ranks of the Ninth New Jersey, then just
forming. He participated in all the campaigns and battles in which
that regiment was engaged, and was promoted to the captaincy of
Company I, July twenty-fifth, 1864. For nearly two years he acted as
quartermaster of the Ninth. Having passed unharmed through many
battles until almost the close of the war, Captain Hufty was at last
fatally wounded at the head of his company in the skirmish at South-
west Creek, North Carolina, March seventh, 1865. He died at the officer’s
hospital, Newbern, where he received every attention, and had. every
eare that kind-hearted women could give him, but passed away from
this life on the fourteenth, regretted by all who had the pleasure of his
acquaintance, and beloved by his numerous friends for his many virtues
and gentle disposition. His remains were interred at Mount Vernon
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(From the North Carolina Times, March 17, 1865.)

Captain Charles Hufty of the Ninth New Jersey volunteers, who was
wounded near Kinston, in this state, on the eighth instant, died at the
officer’s hospital, in this city, on Tuesday morning last, keenly regretted
by all who had the privilege of his acquaintance. Captain Hufty was
a young man of sound moral principles, and high-toned honor ; he has
offered up his life to the cause of liberty, and is numbered in the long
roll of martyrs who are mourned by the people. His life was blame-
less, and his friends have the sweet consolation of believing that he will
meet his reward in heaven. J.

CAPTAIN JOSEPH B. LAWRENCE

Was born at Pennington, New Jersey, February fourth, 1828. His
parents died when he was five years of age, leaving him alone to battle
with the world. When old enough he apprenticed himself to a carriage-
maker, and acquired that trade. Subsequently he entered the service
of the Belvidere and Delaware railroad company, and was stationed at
Belvidere, where in the fall of 1861 he attached himself to Company H,
Ninth regiment, with which he proceeded to the front as second
lieutenant. Upon the promotion of Captain James Stewart, Jr., to the
field, Lieutenant Lawrence was made captain, which position he held
with great credit until his death—May thirtieth, 1864. His remains
repose in the cemetery at Belvidere, New Jersey. Captain Lawrence
was a gallant soldier and earnest Christian—a faithful member of the
Methodist Episcopal church. His heroism at Drewry’s Bluff, where he
received his fatal wound, is to this day a theme of pleasant converse
among the survivors of the regiment he did so much to honor.

REv. JOHN J. CARRELL,

Father of Captain Edward S. Carrell, was born at Tinicum, Bucks
county, Pennsylvania, March twentieth, 1812. He was graduated from
Lafayette college and the Princeton Theological seminary, and first
preached in the Presbyterian church at Harmony, New Jersey, and
subsequently at Groveland, Livingston county, New York, where he
remained until the latter part of December, 1862, when he accepted the
chaplaincy of the Ninth regiment, to the duties of which he gave
ardent devotion. Chaplain Carrell was an able theologian, a facile
writer, and an earnest worker in his Master’s vineyard. He entered
into rest, June twenty-first, 1877, at Easton, Pennsylvania.
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CAPTAIN EDWARD S. CARRELL,

Second son of Chaplain Carrell, was born August eleventh, 1841, in
Warren county, New Jersey. When the lightnings of Moultrie were
launched against the standard of Liberty, he was a diligent student at
Lafayette college, Easton, Pennsylvania, but abandoned his studies
and enlisted in Company D, First Pennsylvania (three months) regi-
ment, in which he served through the first campaign of the war. In
October, 1861, he attached himself to Company H, Ninth regiment, and
by his gallantry speedily obtained promotion, being at the time of his
heroic death at Drewry’s Bluff, May sixteenth, 1864, captain of Company
G, although at the urgent request of the colonel, he continued to act
as adjutant, for which position he was peculiarly adapted. A model
adjutant and a superb soldier, he ever commanded the profoundest
esteem from the highest to the lowest 1n rank, and when he fell in the
midst of a terrible conflict, the country, to which he was so devoted,
lost one of its bravest defenders.

LIEUTENANT WILLIAM Z. WALKER

Was a native of Salem, New Hampshire, having been born there
October twenty-first, 1827. He was one of the pioneers to the new
El Dorado, crossing the plains in 1849. He was practicing law in New
York city, (having graduated at Columbia law college,) when the war
broke out. He joined Company A of the Ninth New Jersey, and while
leading his men in the charge upon the defences of Newbern was
fatally wounded. His mortality lies in the cemetery at Bradford,
Massachusetts. In his character was combined true courage and in-
domitable energy to a high degree. He quailed at no danger, however
great, surveying it with coolness. Greece may not be prouder of her
heroes at Thermopylez than America of such sons.

LIEUTENANT RIcHARD E. CoGAN,

Born in Newark, New Jersey, February twenty-eighth, 1841; joined the
Ninth in August, 1862. Earnest in the performance of every duty, he
won the respect of all his associates, and in the spring campaign of
1865, was detailed for staff duty, serving acceptably as aid-de-camp with
Colonel James Stewart, Jr., (commanding division,) General ‘‘ Jack”
Casement and General G. W. Schofield. In 1888 he was elected to the
lucrative position of register of Essex county, New Jersey, for a term
of five years—his success giving great satisfaction to the people as well
as to his old comrades, who delighted to do him deserved honor.
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PRIVATE HENRY HOUGHTALING

Was a compositor in Trenton, and although somewhat delicate in
health, enlisted in Company K, on the fifteenth of October, 1861. He
participated in every engagement in which the Ninth took part, from
Roanoke Island to its retirement from the works at Petersburg in
September, 1864, being slightly wounded at Whitehall, North Carolina,
December sixteenth, 1862, by the last shot fired by a Confederate
sharpshooter. When the Ninth went to South Carolina, Houghtaling
was detailed for duty on the wheelbarrow steamer ‘¢ Union,” which
vessel was lost in a terrible gale off Fort Fisher, North Carolina, while
on its way back to Beaufort, in April, 1863. The‘ Union,” illy adapted
to a sea voyage, being of light draught and top-heavy, was making its
way northward, when a storm arose which tried the courage of every
man on board the frail craft. The vessel tossing upon the waves like a
feather, was expected to go down every moment for several hours—
grim-visaged death, or a lingering captivity in noisome prison-pens in
the event of reaching the shore in safety, staring the little crew in the
face. When the last hope had fled and all awaited to be swallowed by
the turbulent waters, a blockading steamer was seen approaching. It
arrived in time to rescue the unfortunate mariners, who were next
day landed at Beaufort. David Gray, of Company B, Ninth regiment,
was also one of the crew on the unfortunate ‘‘ Union.” Houghtaling’s
record of service is a remarkable one—he having never lost a day’s
duty during his term of three years. He performed every duty in the
most intelligent and cheerful manner, and although frequently offered
promotion, invariably declined, preferring to serve to the end with the
rank given him on entering the army. Of late years he has been
employed in the government printing office at Washington, where his
services are highly regarded.

PRIVATE EDMUND J. CLEVELAND,

Of Company K, was born at Elizabeth, New Jersey, November twenty-
fifth, 1842. In August, 1862, he joined Company A, Second New Jersey
regiment, but owing to bronchial troubles, was discharged from the
service. In August, 1862, he attached himself to Company K, of the
Ninth, with which he remained, performing every duty in a faithful,
intelligent and fearless manner. He had not served sufficiently long
to entitle him to re-enlist when the Ninth signed for the war, but he
agreed to re-enlist as soon as his original term: of three years had
expired. This he did and was discharged in June, 1865. After the war,
Mr. Cleveland acted as secretary of the Elizabeth and Newark horse
railroad company, for many years, but in 1886 he removed with his
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family to Hartford, Connecticut, where he engaged in the brokerage
business. During his term of service he wrote much for newspapers in
New Jersey under the nom de plume of “Vidi,” and among his con-
tributions of that period I find the following :

(From the New Fersey Fournal, August 23, 1864.)
AROUSE! BRETHREN, AROUSE !

Arouse ! sons of the North, arouse!
And form your battalion for fight—
In a Christian glorious cause,
For freedom, for truth, for the right.
Can ye still lag
When that vile rag
From yonder crag—
The banner of our trait’rous foes—
Still floats on high
’Gainst the blue sky
Us to defy,
Altho’ we’ve wielded sturdy blows ?

Arouse! sons of freedom, arouse !
And tear that vile ensign down ; ;
Shall that scarlet cross’d emblem of wrong
Taint the place our standard should own ?
Flag of the free,
We do agree
To ever see
The brilliance of thy every star :
The eagle’s claws
Defend our cause
Make traitors pause,
With stripes we’ll give them many a scar.

Ayrouse! sons of Jersey, arouse !
Respond as you always have done,
The ranks of your old NINTH are thinned,
Join us, and with joy will we own
That you are e’er
Our brethren dear,
Nor will we fear,
When brought into battle’s dread fray,
That you will run,
Or try to shun
The booming gun ;
No, with you will we win the day.

God of justice, freedom and right,
To thee do I render my thanks,
That thou hast help’d with thy might,
Inspire them to come—fill our ranks ;
Again this land
On which I stand,
By chained hands
Will be till’d no more ; now to thee,
Great God, I pray
To speed the day
‘When we may say
‘This country’s the land of the free.”

Front of Petersburg, August 3, 1864.
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PRIVATE GEORGE SMITH

Of Company B, was born in Germany, October seventh, 1834, but came
to this country when a child. He was faithful in the performance of
every duty, and noted for his cheerfulness of disposition, as well as a
desire to promote the happiness of his comrades.

PRIVATE FRANCIS CAHILL,

Born in Ireland, September fourteenth, 1834, served his term of three
years with great faithfulness. He possessed the respect of his officers
and companions at all times and under all circumstances, and never
hesitated in the performance of any duty, however fatiguing or dan-
gerous. He distinguished himself at the battle of Kinston by giving
Colonel Heckman early intelligence of the enemy’s position, enabling
the colonel to act in the most intelligent manner. While the regiment
remained on shipboard at Hatteras, Mr. Cahill was one of a boat’s crew
that rendered difficult and dangerous duties about the harbor, especially
in the task of supplying fresh water. He served on a gunboat several
months, until the fleet had performed all the duty required of it, when,
longing for excitement, he returned to his company, with which he
remained until the expiration of his term of service.

CorPoRAL, WILLIAM J. Doran

Was born at Elizabeth, New Jersey, October eighth, 1838, and lived in
that old town when he enlisted in Company K, with which he remained,
doing splendid service during his term of three years, excepting nine
months in 1863-64, when he was in New Jersey on recruiting service.
He possessed literary ability of no mean order, using his pen as vigor-
ously as his rifle, thus inspiring patriotism and enlistment. After the
war he engaged in commercial pursuits, his talents and energy
rewarding him with success. Among his many contributions to the
Elizabeth papers is the following :

SONG OF THE NINTH NEW JERSEY.

At Trenton we clustered around
The banner our fathers adored,
Aroused by the war-trumpets’ sound
And hate for secession’s vile horde.
We solemnly vowed to protect
‘With our life the Union we love,
As we fondly gazed on its flag
While proudly it floated above.
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The waves of rebellion rode high,
But we knew that they’d soon recede ;
We knew that the rebels would fly
Before us with hurricane speed.
Oh, wrong cannot right overcome ;
Our nation ne’er severed shall be ;
We will fearlessly face the foe,
Till we achieve the victory.

On Roanoke Isle we fought them,
Nor flinched. though vengefully assailed ;
‘We stood our ground and we beat them—
*Neath showers of our bullets they quailed.
At Newbern they dreamed of success,
But the vision was soon dispelled ;
Love of country animates us,
By rebels we ne’er will be quelled.

Jerseymen, you never shall blush

For the deeds of the Ninths brave ‘‘crew”;
Onward to the conflict we’ll rush—

We'll stand by the red, white and blue,
And proudly we'll bear it aloft,

When peace robes our glorious land ;
And to Jersey our footsteps we turn,

An exultant, victorious band.

Newbern, N. C., March 25, 1862.

SERGEANT EDWARD D. Marrson,

First sergeant of Company I, participated in all the battles in which
the Ninth engaged, until the twenty-sixth of April, 1864, when, being
incapacitated from further marching, by reason of a rupture of the
principal nerve of the foot, he was transferred to the Veteran reserve
corps, in which he served until October seventh, 1864, when his original
enlistment of three years having expired, he was honorably discharged.
The sergeant, on the quick-step return of the expedition to Tarboro,
being observed to be trudging along in great distress, Captain Abel
transferred to his keeping a mule belonging to Captain McChesney’s
brother, that a darkey had been complacently riding. Along towards
the close of the day Sergeant Mattson and his mule reached the mill-
pond, but instead of following the men, who marched across the dam,
the contrary animal made a bee-line for the water, into which he
plunged before the sergeant fully realized his situation. In narrating
his adventure he said: ‘‘The mule kept on until he got where the
water was deep enough for him to drink without lowering his head,
and then he commenced to suck it in. After waiting a reasonable
length of time, and believing him to be well filled, I endeavored to start
him towards the shore, but he failed to budge, and kept on sucking
water, when I concluded that he hadn’t had a drink in at least six
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months. The harder I pulled on the old bridle the more the mule
sucked water. I was anxious to get to shore, as the troops had all
passed and darkness was coming on, and at length, after unmercifully
beating the mule with the butt of my rifie, I succeeded in getting. him
headed for the shore, which I had hardly reached in safety when I saw
three Confederates moving about at the outskirts of a woods not far
distant. Reaching the old dam, where the troops had crossed, I man-
aged to start him over, and when fairly under way he broke into a
run, greatly to my delight, and in an amazing short space of time
reached the rear of the column, with which I did not again break
connection.”

Sergeant Mattson relates that while on the Goldsboro expedition
Assistant-Surgeon Gillette was called to relieve the sufferings of a Con-
federate who had been wounded in the head by one of the Ninth’s
skirmishers. After bandaging the wound, the genial doctor said to the

“Johnny”: ‘ Well, old fellow, you were mounted, weren’t you?”
“Ya-as, meester,” answered the unfortunate Confederate.
“Then, why in —— blazes didn’t you get out of our way?” pursued
the doctor.

‘Get out of the way—why you uns wasn’t within a mile of me when
Iwas pegged. ‘You uns shoot terrible close, I tell ye, and no hoss can
get away from ’em.”

Sergeant Mattson distinguished himself in June, 1862, while scouting
along the White Oak river with a squad of Company I, by capturing
Captain Bell, leader of a band of guerrillas, who had recently caused
much annoyance to our piquets. He was highly complimented for this
and other gallant acts.

CoRPORAL JOHN V. M. SuTPHIN

Was eighteen years of age when he enlisted in Company F, having
been born in May, 1848, at Reaville, Hunterdon county, New Jersey.
He was with his company at Roanoke Island, and in the battle of New-
bern he received a shot in his breast—his life being preserved by his
blankets, cartridge-box belt and apparel, through which the bullet
passed before entering his flesh. He participated in all the battles in
which the Ninth engaged in North Carolina. and was detailed to act as
a sharpshooter. When the regiment went to North Carolina, Corporal
Sutphin won the prize offered by Captain Appleget to the one making
the best shot lying down. He was in every engagement with his com-
pany from Walthall in May to Petersburg in the latter part of August,
1864, when a piece of shell, which struck him on the right leg below the
knee, disabled him for hfe. Despite this he was kept at light service in

 
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the hospital, and was not discharged until the end of the war. Cor-
poral Sutphin still lives (1889), with happy remembrances of the services
performed by him in the battles for the perpetuity of the government.

PRIVATE THEODORE M. DENMAN

Of Company K, was born at Elizabeth, New J. ersey, in 1840. He lefta
lucrative business to join the Ninth regiment, and shared with his com-
rades the perils of the ocean and the triumphs at Roanoke. But here,
stricken with a remorseless fever, and while his friends and companions
were achieving a glorious victory at Newbern, March fourteenth, 1862,
he calmly yielded up his spirit to its Creator. While they were scaling
ramparts amid the roar of artillery, the clash of keen blades and the
groans of the wounded; while yet their cheers rang out loud and clear,
he sank to sleep—to rest until the archangel’s trumpet, a thousand-fold
more startling than the heaviest artillery, shall summon quick and
dead to receive their reward. Theodore M. Denman, loved by all his
acquaintances, was revered for his virtues. He died not in vain.

SERGEANT SyMMES HENRY STILLWELL,

Born at Cranbury, New Jersey, April thirteenth, 1840, was one of the
first to join the Ninth, with which he participated in all its battles until
April twenty-sixth, 1864, when, being very ill, he was sent to the
Balfour general hospital at Portsmouth, Virginia. When partially
recovered he sought employment, and was made a police-sergeant, the
duties of which he performed until the fifteenth of October following,
when he was discharged by reason of expiration of term of service.

Caprain A. BENSON BROWN

Of Company ©, was grievously wounded in the arm at Drewry’s Bluff,
and for many months his life was despaired of. In January, 1865,
Captain Brown was transferred to the Eleventh regiment, veteran
reserve corps. He died in 1870, his mortality being consigned to its
last resting-place at Bordentown, New Jersey. Captain Brown was a
soldier in every sense of the word—a thorough tactician, and perfectly
fearless in battle, if one can be fearless under appalling circumstances.
He was greatly beloved by all who knew him intimately, and his death,
although relieving him of great bodily suffering, deeply regretted.
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ADJUTANT FREDERICK G. CoyTE

Was one of the tidiest men in the Ninth. Painstaking in an eminent
degree, and faithful in the discharge of every duty, he at all times com-
manded respect. He worked his way to the arduous position of adjutant,
in which he showed remarkable ability. He was wounded in the charge
on the enemy’s works at Winton, and in the desperate battle at Drewry’s
Bluff, believing himself to be the only officer remaining in the regiment,
he rallied about one hundred men around the shred of colors which
Sergeant Myers withdrew from under his apparel, and made a heroic
stand, which had the effect of staying the fearful onslaught, until one
of General Butler’s aids came up with a battery and prevented further
pursuit of the exhausted Union forces.

CoLoR-SERGEANT GEORGE MYERS,

Born at Detroit, Michigan, June ninth, 1825, made his home at Newton,
Sussex county, New Jersey, in 1856. A braver man never lived. On
a march or in battle Sergeant Myers was never known to leave his
post—not even for a moment. Every man in the regiment knew just
where to find his place, as Myers and his inseparable colors could
always be seen where they belonged, and upon them the men rallied
when ever necessary. The national colors were carried by him from
Newbern, in 1862, to the capture of Goldsboro, in 1865, when he planted
them upon the dome of the court-house, and was heartily cheered for
the act, as the Twenty-third corps filed into the town. We copy the
following from Mrs. Livermore’s work—‘‘My Story of the War,”
embellished with one hundred battle-flags, among them the tattered
relic belonging to the Ninth :

“ Color-Sergeant George Myers carried this tattered flag at Newbern,
Southwest Creek, Kinston, Whitehall, Goldsboro, Walthall, Drewry’s
Bluff, Cold Harbor, Petersburg and in every campaign and battle in
the Carolinas and Virginia, in which the Ninth New Jersey participated.
Sergeant Myers was a brave soldier, and this flag was always carried
by him in the thickest of the fray. In the unequal and sanguinary
battle at Drewry’s Bluff, Virginia, May sixteenth, 1864, Myers and the
sacred relic had a narrow escape. Under cover of a dense fog a division
of rebels suddenly burst upon the thin Union line, and although the
advancing host met with a withering fire from the New Jersey riflemen,
inured to war, and were five times hurled back in confusion and dismay
by the well-directed and terrible volleys, it became evident at last that
the broken Union line must give way. The Ninth New Jersey had lost
most of its officers and many men, when suddenly the exultant rebels
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burst in upon the survivors with redoubled fury, determined to be
avenged for the awful injuries inflicted upon them. Sergeant Myers,
undismayed, and calm and collected as on parade, seeing himself and a
few comrades surrounded by the jubilant enemy, with scarcely a hope
of escape, stripped from the staff the silken shred, which had been his
inseparable and treasured companion for years, and, hastily buttoning
it within the folds of his blouse, grasped a rifle, and, calling upon those
near him to follow, dashed through the advancing line of rebels, dealing
heavy blows for life and liberty, and thus escaped capture and saved
the precious fiag. Myers, although his clothing was perforated with
bullets, was otherwise unharmed.”

PRIVATE WILLIAM P. AMERMAN

Was one of the first to enlist in Company E. Modest and unassuming,
cheerful and contented, he gave all his energies to a performance of
duty, in which none excelled him. Firmly devoted to the interests of
his country, he did all in his power to encourage his comrades to re-en-
list, his persuasive powers being amply rewarded. Through all the
campaigns Private Amerman was as brave as the bravest, and to-day
(1889) he looks back with great satisfaction upon the result of his efforts,
although he occupied an humble position in the ranks. Iam glad to
mention this fact, as for some years after the war it was difficult to find
any one who had been ‘‘only a private.”

PRIVATE ROBERT G. GERTH,

Born in Germany, came to this country at an early age, and made his
home in Newark, where he joined Company A, and on the disbandment
of that command was transferred to Company K, with which he
remained, doing a soldier’s duty until the expiration of his term of
three years, when he was given an honorable discharge. He served for
a time on the police force of Newark, and subsequently engaged in the
tobacco business in which he prospered.
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BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH

OF

GENERAL J. MADISON DRAKE.

 

Written by his father in 1875.

 

The subject of this sketch was born near Washington Rock, Somerset
county, New Jersey, March twenty-fifth, 1837, and very early gave in-
dication of the enterprising spirit which has incited him to noble efforts
during a busy life.

As soon as he began to toddle, our hero accompanied his parents, on
holy days, to the neighboring church; but instead of employing sacred
hours in listening reverently to expositions of scripture, and joining in
the ascriptions of praise, it was his custom to wander from the
maternal knee into the adjacent aisles, cultivate the acquaintance of
sociable worshipers, and, occasionally, climb the pulpit steps to gaze
upon a congregation of familiar faces.

It was natural that a child manifesting such amiable traits should
early desire to see something of the bright world into which he had
been introduced. Accordingly, when he attained the age of two years,
he contrived to climb into a wagon and conceal his tiny form behind
the articles with which it was partly laden. Directly his father attached
the horses, and, walking beside them, proceeded on his way over the
mountain, little suspecting that the wee one, who was his mother’s
constant companion, was being jolted over therugged road. Home was
left far behind before the truant was discovered, and great was his joy
when the astonished father consented that he might accompany him to
his journey’s end. On the young traveler’s return to his anxious
mother he related marvelous stories of hair-breadth escapes from
imminent dangers ; and described in glowing sentences the wonderful
objects that had delighted his vision.

When Drake was about six years old, his father established a printing
office in Elizabethtown, and introduced him to a busy scene. Here the
lad acquired much useful knowledge, and became a proficient in the
‘‘ Art preservative of all arts.” At the age of twelve years, he was a
rapid and correct compositor. When about fifteen, he held a situation
on a Trenton morning newspaper, and was noted for skill and diligence.
UNFURLING THE First Frac. 401

The year following he began the publication of the Mercer Standard,
a literary paper of acknowledged excellence. Later, he started a daily
newspaper in Trenton, entitled the Evening Express, which was
continued by an association of journeymen printers under the title of
the True Democrat,

For some time .the energetic youth was a reporter on the State
Gazette, and his talents and industry won for him the esteem of Tren-
ton’s most eminent citizens. In 1860 he was induced to again engage
in the newspaper business, and issued a campaign sheet entitled the
Wide-Awake, which did good service in the Republican cause, adding
largely to Lincoln’s vote in Mercer county.

At the age of twenty-one years, Drake was elected an alderman of
Trenton, the republicans giving him a handsome majority ; and, at the
expiration of his term, he was re-elected. In a community noted for
its choice of good men for positions of trusts, the election of the young
publisher was justly regarded by his friends as an honorable recognition
of his virtues and services.

In 1859, Drake organized the ‘‘ America Hose Company of Trenton,”
then, as now, one of the most efficient associations for the extinguish-
ment of fires within our knowledge. He was four times elected an
engineer of the Trenton fire department, and widely known as an
efficient officer.

When news of the fall of Sumter reached Trenton on a bright Sunday
morning, its citizens quickly engaged in consultation how best to aid in
averting perils that threatened the nation’s life. In this emergency
many energetic firemen and others urged Drake to organize, drill and
lead them to the defence of the national capital. He left press and
type forthwith, and devoted all his energies to drilling those who were
eager to serve an imperilled country. A vacant store on State street
was secured, the stars and stripes were displayed, and fife and drum
made things lively were silence had long brooded. Here was organized
the first company of ‘‘ Minute Men” in our patriotic commonwealth.
This command, attached to the Third regiment, was one of the first
military organizations in Washington—going by way of the Chesa-
peake, via Annapolis.

With characteristic modesty, Drake refused to take command of the
company which he speedily organized, believing that a man of military
knowledge should be appointed. He accepted the post of ensign of the
regiment, and during the campaign gallantly carried the colors, being
the first to unfurl our flag (at the head of the army of invasion) on
Virginia soil, the Third New Jersey regiment being the.second to cross
the Long Bridge the night the lamented Ellsworth was killed.

At the expiration of their term of service, shortly after the battle of
Bull Run, Drake and his comrades returned to their homes. But the
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patriotism of the Trenton boys would not allow them to be idle when
bleeding countrymen called for aid to resist the foe on ensanguined
fields, and Drake hastened to join the Ninth New Jersey regiment,
deservedly celebrated as sharpshooters.

While serving as first sergeant of Company K, and receiving only a
sergeant’s pay, Drake for a long time was in command. His knowledge
of military matters enabled him to be decidedly useful, while his
acknowledged bravery inspired his comrades with courage. He par-
ticipated in every engagement in which this famous regiment took
part, displaying great gallantry and skill in leading his company.

In the terrible battle of Drewry’s Bluff, Virginia, May sixteenth, 1864,
in which but four out of nineteen officers attached to his regiment
escaped unhurt, Drake was taken prisoner, and speedily introduced to
the ‘‘ Libby,” where he had little to do except fast and reflect on the
vicissitudes of a soldier’s life. In common with hundreds of heroic men,
he endured hunger with fortitude, slept the sleep of the just on the soft
side of a plank, and laughed to scorn the efforts of brutal jailers to dis-
turb his tranquility. True, thoughts of anxious kindred would intrude
into his dreams, and were ever present in his waking hours. He was
eager to regain his freedom that he might hear tidings of the dear ones
at home, and again engage in his country’s service.

After enduring sore discomfort for a few weeks in Libby prison,
Drake accompanied some hundreds of his fellow captives to Danville,
that, in the language of a Confederate officer, he might have an oppor-
tunity of observing the picturesque scenery of that portion of the
country, and partake of the elegant hospitalities dispensed at the
military prison at that salubrious spot.

Fearing, however, that the captives were enjoying too miuel
happiness here, and desirous also that they should visit other interesting
points in the sunny south, they were removed to Augusta, to Macon, to
Savannah, to Charleston. On their arrival at Charleston things were
decidedly lively in the beleagured city. With a patience that never
wearied, and a skill that excited marvel, Foster rained shot and shell
on the foe within reach of his batteries. While the heavens were lurid
with fires of hell, the yellow fever seized on the vitals of many whom
bomb and ball failed to injure. In this delectable spot, hundreds of
men, whose only crime was that they loved their country, were sent to
languish. Thanks to the protection of a gracious Providence, Drake
suffered no harm in this hideous prison-pen.

Having passed a portion of the dog-days in the Charleston jail-yard,
exposed to imminent peril, Drake was admitted for a brief season to the
Marine hospital. But the Confederate authorities deciding to remove six
hundred Union officers from the ‘‘ accursed city of the sea” to Columbia,
Drake was among the number ordered on the pleasant excursion.
A DESPERATE LEAP FOR LIBERTY. 403

In the various military prisons in which he had endured misery in
varied forms, he was indefatigable in planning means of escape.
Taking his life in his hand, he was ever ready to engage in desperate
undertakings to regain liberty. Powerless, however, to successfully
engage their jailors in a hand to hand struggle, the captive officers
sought to bafile their vigilance. What they could not hope to effect by
force they resolved to accomplish by stratagem. To this end they
organized a corps of sappers and mimers, and attempted ‘to dig their
way to a change of scene. Tunnels requiring immense labor were
excavated by men whose energies were taxed to the limits of human
endurance. But when their freedom seemed well nigh assured, trifling
accidents or accursed treachery baffled every effort. Watched with
sleepless vigilance, the prospect of escaping from an intolerable
captivity seemed hopeless to the great majority of Drake’s associates.
But he never despaired.

After he had been a few months in Dixie, it occurring to him that his
manner of life was becoming monotonous, he resolved to change it at
the first convenient opportunity.

He did not wait long. On the journey to the state capital, Drake and
three of his companions agreed to regain their freedom even at the
peril of life. At a favorable point he led the way ina leap for liberty,
his comrades jumping from the rapidly moving car directly after. The
guards were so astounded by the extraordinary feat, that for a minute,
they forgot to fire a parting salute with the rifles which were their
inseparable companions. As soon, however, as their excitement
allowed, they fired upon the fugitives, and let “slip the dogs of war”
in the form of bloodhounds, swift of foot, keen of scent, and as ferocious
and untiring as any animal on God’s footstool.

Though the officers happily escaped injury in their terrible leap, and
were graciously preserved from flying bullets and the awful fangs of
the bloodhounds, they soon found themselves environed with formidable
difficulties. Hunger, thirst, home-sickness were among the minor ills
of their pilgrimage. They were several hundred miles from a place of
refuge, in the midst of implacable enemies, without guide or compass.
Extensive swamps noted for deadly miasmas, and thorns almost keen
as razors, wide and deep streams and mountains whose summits kissed
the clouds, lay directly in their path. As they emerged from swollen
streams their shivering bodies often attested the coldness of the water.
Mountain ravines were threaded by Drake’s naked feet, while snow and
ice in profusion made his progress inexpressibly painful. His condition
here was truly pitiable, the situation one of manifold horrors.

The sufferings of the travelers, under the most favorable circum-
stances calculated to cause strong men to despond, were greatly
aggravated by the intense cold they encountered before they reached
404, Ninta NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

the Union lines. At this critical period of his history Drake’s wardrobe
consisted of a blouse, pants and red shirt, worn thin and ragged during
a period of six months’ constant service. While rambling over sunny
plains his garments were neither ornamental nor comfortable, being
travel-stained and dilapidated. On the bleak mountains they failed to
protect his form from an atmosphere that pinched like a vise. He had
long been shoeless, and so badly were his feet frozen in climbing one of
the highest peaks of the continent that it was feared amputation would
be necessary.

The limits allowed for this sketch will not permit us to record many
interesting incidents attending Captain Drake’s remarkable escape. We
can only add that, after bemg exposed to serious hardships during a
period of forty-nine days, he reached Knoxville, Tennessee, November
sixteenth, 1864, and was soon surrounded by friends who ministered to
his necessities while they listened eagerly to his exciting narrative.

The New York Tribune, in publishing the adventures here concisely
stated, said: ‘‘ This escape is considered the most daring and wonderful
that has been effected since the commencement of the rebellion.”

A brief period was allowed Drake to recover from the exhaustion
caused by the miseries of his captivity, when he returned to his regi-
ment, was promoted, doing faithful service until the surrender of the
rebel armies.

On the recommendation of General Grant, the secretary of war pre-
sented Drake with a congressional medal of honor, whichis more highly
prized than any other of the cherished badges and decorations in his
possession.

On being mustered out of service Drake settled in Elizabeth, New
Jersey, where, in 1868, he started The Daily Monitor, which soon
attained a large circulation and profitable advertising patronage.

For five years he commanded the Third regiment, National Guard,
an organization in whose prosperity the patriotic people of New Jersey
took warm interest, and which has been honored with ovations in
Washington, Philadelphia, New York, Trenton, Cape May and other
cities.

For ‘“‘long and meritorious service” Drake was appointed brigadier-
general by brevet, and the honor thus conferred on this gallant soldier
greatly gratified his large circle of friends.

As a disciplinarian and drill-master General Drake possesses qualities
of a high order. He was ever held in deserved respect by his men, and
the excellent reputation of the Third regiment is in a large measure -
due to his eminent fitness to command. Few other officers have done
as much as he to place the National Guard of New Jersey in its present
creditable condition.

General Drake early learned to sympathize with all who suffer
CROSSING THE CONTINENT. 405

adversity, and his captivity was so intolerable that he thoroughly hates
oppressors. He honors his fellows for their sterling qualities, believing
that worth makes the man. Few have more warm friends. He has
the rare faculty of winning the good opinion of all with whom he asso-
ciates. As the publisher of a live newspaper he exerts a wide influence,

and ever seeks to do good as he has opportunity.
James 8. DRAKE.

 

Note.—In 1878 General Drake organized the Veteran Zouaves, a
command that quickly sprung to the front rank, and within ten years
became famous throughout the United States—for dash, drilJ and
deportment—a number of the Ninth’s survivors attaching themselves
to it. The Zouaves crossed the American continent in 1886, receiving
ovations in all principal places from the Atlantic to the Pacific. Their
journey of eight thousand miles consumed one month. At Philadelphia
on their way home, the Zouaves were stopped for a day by General
James Stewart, junior, then chief of police, and entertained by him
in princely style. General Stewart was presented with the Zouave
bronze badge—a decoration much prized, of which the following is a
representation :

 
406 NintH NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

IN CAMP ACROSS THE SILENT RIVER.

 

“On Fame’s immortal camping-ground, the shadowy tents are spread,
And honor guards with ceaseless round the bivouac of the dead.”

 

FIELD AND STAFF.

Colonel Joseph W. Allen, Colonel Abram Zabriskie, Surgeon Fred-
erick S, Weller, Adjutant Edward S. Carrell—4.

LINE.

Captain Joseph T. Henry, Captain Edwin Stevens Harris, Captain
Joseph B. Lawrence, Captain Joseph M. McChesney, Captain Charles
Hufty, Lieutenant William Z. Walker, Lieutenant Charles B. Springer,
Lieutenant Jesse L. Bennett—8.

NON-COMMISSIONED STAFF.
Hospital Steward John W. Lewis—1.

SERGEANTS.

Robert R. Phillips, Dilwyn R. Cowperthwaite, Silas P. Strong,
Eugene M. Hayes, Edward P. Smith, Austin E. Armstrong—6.

CORPORALS.

John W. Hudnut, John R. Scherf, William L. Cisco, Adam Weinrich,
Benjamin V. Gale, Benjamin L. Homan, Anthony Rang, Simon Lauter-
back, William M. Smith, John Hirt, Charles Hoffman, George W.
Cawman, Levi Depue; Edward Zorn, Charles P. Smith—165..

MUSICIANS.
Johann Muller, John Albert—2.

PRIVATES.

Company A—John Bader, Andreas Bauer, William Clayton, August
Dreher, Thomas Dugan, John J. Eckel, Henry Fredericks, John G.
Heilman, Richard Hendrickson, Caleb Hulfish, Rudolph Kuhn, Francis
Macker, George Marsh, Thomas McLaren, Albert Meiss, Franz Muller,
William Muller, Edward C. Neary, William H. Newbern, Herman Noll,
John Reamer, Joseph Reiger, John Scully, Charles Schmalstick, Edward
Shortell, William H. Silvers, Salter S. Stults, Henry Trilk, Charles
Turschman, William W. Webb, John G. Weitzel—31.
Our DEAD HEROES. 407

Company B—Jacob Bonnett, Charles Bough, Alfred Cook, Ferdinand
Disbrow, Charles Dennis, Gustavus Groff, Samuel A. Ewing, James
Lidgett, Martin Moore, Thomas B. Moore, Thomas J. Putnam, Christo-
pher Reis, Edward Roe, John Scheible, Charles D. Soper—15.

Company C—John Atkinson, John Bradley, John R. Burton, Louis
Chappins, Axel Chiwitz, John M. Clark, James Dougherty, William
Fisher, Benjamin B. Garrison, Frederick Gertner, Asa Giles, George
Hanno, James Herbert, James Hoffman, Israel J ohnson, John O. Kane,
-Charles Koch, Theodore F. Martin, Thomas McGinn, Reading B. Mitchell,
Theodore Myers, Morris Shannon, Peter Taylor, Joseph L. Watson—24.

Company D—Edward G. Ashton, Joseph Atterson; Michael Babst,
Ezra Cranmer, Joel H. Gant, Joel Hulse, Abraham T. Johnson, Thomas
P. Johnson, Jonathan E. Johnson, Henry Lachat, Caleb H. Mount,
Albert S. Nutt, Samuel Osborne, Henry H. Phillips, Herbert W. Pol-
hemus, Alexander Reed, James H. Robinson, William H. Rodgers,
Oscar J. Rulay, Ferdinand Schilling, John B. Steelman, John J. Street,
Elihu Tindle, Martin Ulrich, John Vantilburg—25.

Company E—George E. Cooper, Tinton Delaney, George B. Dickson,
Hiram Gray, Benjamin W. Hunt, George Love, John Lyons, Israel O.
Maxwell, John Monsch, Theodore Predmore, Conrad Ribble, Andrew
Scheidemantel, James E. Sickles, Lucas Tierce, Ambrosius Weilhardt,
Hampton Whitehead, James Williams—17. ;

Company F—Edward Acton, Isaac V. D. Blackwell, Samuel L. Blake,
Franklin Blizzard, Michael Boyle, Wesley Buckalew, John Craig,
Robert M. Hall, William Harman, William H. Housell, Isaac Johnson,
John Kennedy, Peter T. Lowe, David B. McCready, Harrison R. Nelson,
John D. Nymaster, John Osborn, Jonathan Richman, Thomas Sales,
Job Seals, John N. Smith, Napoleon G. Smith, William Suydam—23.

Company G—Philip Beck, John J. Corin, Patrick Commeford, Ed-
ward Dillon, Michael Dolan, Jefferson L. Deemer, William Frey, Adam
Grienich, Joseph Heck, Christian Huber, Henry Loetz, Timothy Mulvey,
Henry W. Nutt, Henry Ott, Frederick G. Peach, Charles Schmidt, Rob-
ert J. Sloan, Philip Schweitzer, Thomas Thompson, Cornelius Vannest,
John J. Waters, John Welsher—22.

Company H—William P. Barron, John Brown, Samuel C. Brown,
Timothy Callahan, John E. Cook, Nelson R. Cramer, Ammadee De
Forrest, William D. Forgus, Spencer A. Hagerman, Daniel Hollowell,
Henry Losey, Joseph Losey, John Miller, John Myers, John W.
Osborne, Mulford B. Phillips, Andrew D. Staples, Mahlon Van Gordon,
Joseph Warner, William C. Winter—20.

Company J—Charles Brown, William B. Davis, Leo Eckert, Andrew
J. Hanley, William G. Hartline, Magnus Hepburn, William H. Hughes,
408 NintH NEW JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

John E. Johnson, Charles H. Miller, Stephen M. Mosure, Daniel Parr,
Augustus Remming, Reuben Segraves, John Sparks, Samuel F.
Staulcup, Aaron Vanculen, Josiah Wensell, George G. White, Isaac
Zanes—19.

Company K—Luther Davis, Theodore Denman, Isaac Fisher, Elvy
Foster, John G. Klotz, Adam Kunder, John S. Parkhurst, Tunis Peer,
Henry P. Purcell, Alexander Shreve, John Simmonds, George H.
Smith, Henry Space, Moses E. Townley, John Trumbull, John Weder
—16.

Company L—Henry Ensle, Charles Green, Michael A. Karl, John
Merz—4.

Company M—Ridgway S. Ingling, Alfred Perrine, Stafford Perrine—3.

CAPTAIN JOSEPH SCHNETZER,

Born at Orterreich, Vovarlberg, Germany, March fourteenth, 1825,
came to this country in 1854, settling at Boonton, New Jersey. He
removed to Trenton in 1856, and when the war broke out was con-
ducting a restaurant known as ‘‘ Winter Garden.” He joined Company
G, and was made a sergeant ; being wounded in the thigh by a shot at
Newbern, he was sent home on recruiting service, and soon after
promoted to a lieutenancy. Upon the organization of the Fortieth
regiment, he was made a captain. After the war he removed to
Newark, where he served on the police force for a while, when he
engaged in the hotel business, which he was still conducting in 1889.
REUNITED AFTER A QUARTER OF A CENTURY. 409

REUNIONS:

The first reunion of the Ninth’s survivors after the war was held at
the armory of the Veteran Zouaves, Elizabeth, New Jersey, February
eighth, 1887, every company being represented—over one hundred of
the Ninth’s heroes present, including Generals Heckman and Stewart.
A constitution and by-laws were adopted, and after the election of the
following officers, the happy company repaired to the banqueting hall,
where a rich repast was partaken of :

President—Brigadier-General Charles A. Heckman.

Vice-Presidents—Brigadier-General James Stewart, Jr., Lieutenant-
Colonel William B. Curlis, Major Thomas B. Appleget, Captain Ben-
jamin W. Hopper, Captain Robert D. Swain, Captain C. W. Castner,
Lieutenant Richard J. Berdan, Lieutenant Joseph C. Bowker, Lieutenant
William Van Brunt, Private Frederick Scholl, Color-Sergeant George
Myers.

Secretary—Captain J. Madison Drake, Elizabeth, New Jersey.

Treasurer—Lieutenant William E. Townley, Elizabeth, New Jersey.

Soul-stirring addresses were delivered by General Heckman, General
Stewart, Captain J. Madison Drake and Colonel Charles Scranton.
The latter said:

Mr. President, Officers and Men—Survivors of the Glorious Old
Ninth—It gives me very great pleasure to be present with you to-day.
When I came in here I had a train of thoughts in my mind for a speech,
but the seeing of so many men I had not met to shake hands with for
nearly a quarter of a century, have knocked that speech all out of me,
and your president has told me I may talk just whatI like. To begin
then, comrades, I want to say that New Jersey was not behind any of
her sister states in rallying for the defense of that flag and the union of
these states, ‘‘ The Jersey blue was always true.” New Jersey, glorious
little state, sent to the front the very first brigade of four regiments
that went from any state, under General Runyon. Other states were
sending a regiment at atime. Never shall I forget the work done in a
little over two weeks’ time. Two of the four regiments had the regula-
tion blue overcoat. The cloth was dyed, cut, and made up inside of two
weeks. Why, sir, we did what was never done in the world before or
since. On the east side of that old arsenal at Trenton we armed and
equipped the entire brigade in a single day.
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As this first (three months) brigade marched down Pennsylvania
avenue, making near a mile in length, they were really the admiration
of everybody. We soon got further calls for more men, and the First
and Second brigades of four regiments each—eight thousand men—
were quickly fitted out and sent to the front, under the gallant Kearny,
McAllister, Torbet and other brave commanders. Had I time, I would
like to read one or two letters from Governor Olden and General
Kearny. I had told the governor I was about to build a barn, but I
thought we ought to have a school of instruction formed, and be taking
in and drilling more companies for more calls. He said, ‘‘ Colonel, go
home and build your barn,” or words to that effect. - Here is the letter.
And that he didn’t think we need to send another soldier. This talk,
however, was before the first Bull Run, for by act of congress, approved
July twenty-second, 1861, we got an order from the War department,
September fifth, 1861, to get up another regiment. This was our
glorious Ninth, in whose memory we meet to-day. The regiment was
to be a rifle regiment of twelve companies. It was quickly raised. The
first company mustered in September thirteenth, and the last October
fifteenth, 1861. The regiment began drilling at once at Camp Olden
(mainly squad and company drills), perfecting its organization, until
December fourth, 1861, when it left the state with forty-four officers
and one thousand one hundred and fifteen non-commissioned officers
and privates; and during its existence as a regiment, there were for-
warded to it one thousand four hundred and thirty-one men as
recruits, besides twenty-eight men who started, but never got there.
[A voice—‘‘ What became of them?”] The colonel replied: ‘‘ Probably
they may have dropped into the Delaware, between Camden and Phila-
delphia.” They are lostto memory. They have no record like the rest
of you. Thus it is seen that the total number of officers and men from
first to last belonging to this glorious old Ninth, was two thousand
seven hundred and one. An army in itself—almost, if not quite, equal
to the army under Washington at the battles of Trenton, Princeton and
Monmouth. The regiment took part in thirty important engagements,
in many of which their losses of killed and wounded were heavy. The
roster was a grand one. I recall to mind of the field, staff and line—
Heckman, Gillette, Curlis, Hufty, Appleget, Hopper, Abel, Carrell,
Coyte, Welsted, Keys, Berdan, Stewart, Castner, Brown, Ritter, Drake,
Erb, McChesney, and many other officers. Time to-day will not allow
of calling the roll of the brave in full—the living and the dead.

This regiment never surrendered and was never conquered. Butalas,
to prevent it, many a brave man fell with his face to the foe. Time
to-day will also fail me to call the roll of the honored and patriotic dead;
yet I cannot look over the names in my mind of Allen, Weller, Henry,
Zabriskie, Armstrong and two hundred and fifty others who were killed
How HE Got HIS ‘‘DOUBLE-BREASTED COAT.’? = 411

in battles, a part of the quarter of a million of men who died in defense
of that dear old flag and our Union, besides four hundred and forty-
four officers and enlisted men who were wounded, that liberty- -civil
and religious, and our country might live. Armstrong, who was
killed twenty-five years ago to-day, was the first man that I enrolled
for the regiment, and was killed shortly after Captain Henry met his
death. This regiment should be proud to know that Captain Henry,
the first officer from New Jersey to fall in battle was also the first
volunteer from New Jersey for the defense of Washington. After
Sumter was fired on the eighteenth day of April, 1861, he was an
enlisted private m Captain James H. Lane’s command to defend the
arsenal and government property in and around Washington. This
company, and that of Cassius M. Clay’s, held Washington secure till
the arrival of troops from the Keystone state and Massachusetts, when
they were honorably discharged. Here is the honorable discharge,
signed by Abraham Lincoln, Simon Cameron, and the officers of the
company, expressing the thanks of the nation. I prize this document
very highly.

I now come to matters more personal. I know our general is modest,
but when I began I asked him if I might do about as 1 pleased. Many
of you do not know how you got hold of your beloved commander.
Tll tell you. The regiment: was full, strong, powerful, composed of
some of the best men from nearly every town in the state. The roster
was completed, with the exception of major. You know our first
regiments had cleaned the state pretty thoroughly of our home guard
drilled men. It seemed as if there were not many left to select from.
Governor Olden was anxious. Colonel Allen was diffident and doubtful
of his own ability. Both said to me one day, ‘‘ Colonel, do you think
of any one who would make a good major for the Ninth?” I said
“Yes, I know a man who as a boy went to Mexico ; he has been three
months’ in this service. I'll bring him down, and I'll guarantee he can
put the regiment through any needed evolution.” I was on my way
home to spend Sabbath with my family. I sent word ahead to Phillips-
burg to Captain Heckman to meet me atthe depot. Told him what I
wanted, and to be ready to go back with me Monday. ‘If you can do
what I have promised you will have a double-breasted coat at once.”
On the following day, many of you may remember how the captain put
you through. At night, Colonel Allen said, ‘‘ Captain, get your double-
breasted ready,” and the Governor commissioned him at once. In all
this there was a Providence. ‘There is a divinity which shapes our
end.” How fortunate Colonel Allen was drowned; and your gallant
major was left your commander, and twenty-five years ago to-day he by
his cool, intrepid bearing, led you to victory, which gave your regiment
a name for gallantry not surpassed by any regiment in the service. I
412  Ninru New Jersey VETERAN VOLS.

had intended to refer to the muskets you had for a few days—almost
producing mutiny. You were right to rebel. You were raised as a
rifle regiment, and finally to settle the matter we got an order from the
war department for the Springfield armory to turn out twelve hundred
rifled muskets for you. It took just twelve days to fill the order, and
your faces presented a different cast. If time allowed, I could read
Governor Olden’s letters to me in regard to India rubber blankets for
you. You had but four hundred, and wanted eight hundred more.
How we sent the ladies out to raise the money to buy them. They got
it, for nobody could get rid of them so easily as to give. ButIam
reminded I must stop. Men of the old Ninth—good privates make
good officers, and I say here, as I have often said before, that the
soldier, corporal or private, who does his duty fully when on the piquet
line, or where duty or danger calls, is the peer of a Czar, Napoleon,
General Grant, or the greatest captain that ever lived. The one orders,
the other executes. But war is costly in money, lives, and morals.
Let us cultivate peace, love our homes, do good in every way we can to
each other in our own country and elsewhere. If as a nation of people
we do this, Canada and Mexico will both gravitate to us by self-interest,
without any war for conquest, so that in time we have as many as one
hundred States, each governing themselves internally, ‘‘as distinct as
the billows, but one as the sea,” when danger threatens either. Our
fathers planned well for any extensions that have or may ever occur,
and I fully believe that within less than half a century our flag will be
the flag of all the states from the Arctic Ocean to the Panama. The
true interests of science, art, religion, education and of mankind will
effect it by diplomacy, without war, and then will be realized the poet’s
dream of the future.
“* No pent up Utica contracts our powers,
For the whole boundless continent is ours.”

It was a joyous gathering, and its rapturous delights can never be
forgotten by those who participated in its pleasures. It was midnight
ere ‘‘taps” were sounded, but all firmly resolved before departing that
there should be an annual gathering so long as any are spared to
attend it.

THE SECOND REUNION

Was held at Trenton on the thirteenth of September following—nearly
two hundred survivors attending. .A banquet was served by patriotic
ladies of Trenton. The following officers were elected :
President—Brigadier-General Charles A. Heckman.
Vice-Presidents—Brigadier-General James Stewart, Jr., Lieutenant-
Colonel William B. Curlis, Lieutenant-Colonel Samuel Hufty, Major
WELCOMED BY OUR OLD ADJUTANT. 413

Thomas B. Appleget, Captain Benjamin W. Hopper, Captain Robert D.

Swain, Lieutenant Henry B. Lanning, Lieutenant William Van Brunt,

Lieutenant Richard J. Berdan, Corporal John V. M. Sutphin.
Secretary—Captain J. Madison Drake, Elizabeth, New Jersey.
Treasurer—Lieutenant William E. Townley, Elizabeth, New Jersey.

THE THIRD REUNION.
ENGLEWOOD, N. J., September 11, 1888.

Adjutant Frederick G. Coyte of the Ninth, an honored resident of
Englewood, Bergen county, having been requested by his fellow-citizens
to invite the regiment to hold its third reunion in that beautiful town,
about one hundred survivors assembled there during the forenoon of
to-day.

At noon line was formed by Captain J. Madison Drake, (who had been
requested to act as adjutant), when, in the absence of Generals Heckman
and Stewart and other superior officers, Major Thomas B. Appleget
assumed command.

The Ninth, after exchanging courtesies with Dwight post, G. A. R.,
headed by Cass’s fine band, was escorted through the principal streets
to Dwight chapel, in front of which the men were photographed. The
streets were lined with patriotic citizens, while many stores and private
dwellings were handsomely decorated. Over the store-door of Mr.
George W. Springer was a miniature canvas tent, surrounded with
bunting, bearing the words: ‘‘Welcome, Ninth New Jersey Veteran
Volunteers.”

Entering the beautiful chapel the men seated themselves, when Rev.
Dr. Booth offered prayer, after which Mr. 8S. M. Riker, ex-sergeant-
major of the Eighth New Jersey volunteers, and a gallant soldier
during the entire war, delivered the following address :

Fellow-Soldiers and Fellow-Citizens—It is hardly in the power of
tongue or pen to suitably perform the duty that is imposed on me to-
day. I cannot hope to fully express the welcome that is your due,
veterans of the Ninth New Jersey volunteers. At the bidding of the
grand army post of Englewood and the citizens’ committee who ar-
ranged for your entertainment, I will briefly express our appreciation
of your presence among us. Many of us remember, when in the dark
days of the civil war a regiment passed through a city or town of the
north, the receptions which seemed so good to us. After the camp fare
of our soldier life, what more eloquent than this bountiful provision,
presided over by feminine grace and beauty, which seemed so plainly
to say, ‘We cannot face with you the stern realities of war, but we will
do our best to send you off in good heart.” And they did. God bless
414 Ninth NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

them for it. Such “send offs” and such sympathy were sweet and
helpful, and made us braver and stronger in hours of trial and danger.
I suspect something of this kind will be the experience of our brave
boys to-day, and this reunion will be memorable, not only for the meet-
ing of old comrades, but for the good cheer that has attended it.

Early in the spring of 1865 a band of paroled Andersonville prisoners
reached Jackson, Mississippi, where the marks of Sherman’s recent
presence were all too plainly seen. Railroad communication with the
Union lines at Vicksburg ended there, and a march of thirty-six miles
through mud and rain, through swollen streams and forests, seemed a
mighty undertaking to those half-starved, half-clothed, half-sick pris-
oners of war. Some fatal experiences made memorable that journey :
men whom the bullet had spared, whom the pestilence had left un-
harmed, who had battled bravely with the dreary home longings of
prison life, were swallowed up by the surging floods that rushed along
the places where little streams used to run peacefully down. The
second night was spent in an open field about six miles from the Union
lines at the crossing of the river. Resuming their journey, stiffened
and footsore, jaded and worn, these tired veterans tramped on with
lighter step and braver heart because the miles were few though long,
as all southern miles were apt to be, to the Big Black river. Toward
noon from the head of the line arose a cry, whether of joy or pain one
could hardly know. As all eagerly hastened forward one after another
took up the cry. It became a shout; caps were tossed in air, strange
antics were indulged in. All were looking at something visible over
low land adjoining the river—our Nation’s flag, whose inarticulate voice
spake with authority of liberty, of rest and of home. It is not difficult
for many of us here to-day to appreciate that overwhelming joy, that
intense enthusiasm. It meant liberty to them because they were cap-
tives ; it meant home, for they had not where to lay their heads ; it
meant country, for they were long in a desolate land ; it meant peace,
for they were tossed with tempest and storm; it meant food, for they
were hungry ; it meant clothing, for they were naked; it meant rest,
for they were footsore and weary; it meant friends, for they were
strangers in a strange land.

We in Englewood have these priceless treasures to-day, because you
fought and suffered together with thousands who were true and loyal
to their country, their homes and their sires. It seems almost unneces-
sary to say that your presence is welcome here, for every good we enjoy
is in a sense yours as well as ours. On this the day of your reunion we
greet you kindly, with heartfelt gratitude to God who has given us such
a goodly land; and I would not be true to myself and my convictions
of truth should I fail to suggest that these homes and these blessings
and this goodly heritage are typical of an enduring home beyond,
HEAVEN, REsT aND Home. 415

where God our Father dwells, and that we should think to-day of the
larger and silént army of comrades who are in peaceful dwellings there,
who one day not very far off will welcome every veteran who has been
true to his God as you all have to your country. ‘‘ His banner over
us and over them is love.” May its waving beckon us all on to heaven,
rest and home.

Major Appleget, in reply, spoke substantially as follows:

Ladies and Gentlemen of Englewood, Comrades of the Grand Army
of the Republic, Gentlemen of the Reception Committee, and Veterans
of the Ninth—While I deeply regret the absence of our honored presi-
dent, General Heckman, whose presence and eloquence would have
charmed you, it gives me great pleasure to respond to an address of
welcome on this occasion, and I congratulate the committee upon the
selection of a representative so well qualified as Captain Riker has
shown himself to touch our feelings and awaken our enthusiasm.
Apparently the delightful experiences of this day have but just begun,
and yet I assure you that the heartiness of our welcome and the gener-
osity with which you have shown yourselves ready to extend to us the
hospitalities of your beautiful village have already won our hearts.
When we received notice that this reunion was to be held here, there
was a universal inquiry ‘Where is Englewood and why should we go
there?’ Already we have found many answers to our questions.
Because it is one of the most delightful villages of the Palisade
group ; because its citizens have hearts as big as their hands are ready ;
because every heart in it beats with gratitude to the veteran and every
home in it is decorated in his honor ; because it can display more flags,
more bunting and more handsome ladies than any town of its size we
ever saw ; and lastly because it is the home of a veteran whose influence
here is shown to be as great as among his comrades, Adjutant Frederick
G. Coyte. These are some of the reasons why we now agree that Engle-
wood was just the place for the present meeting. We have important
business before us, as well as a further investigation of your beneficence,
andI will not longer detain you now than to say that the veterans of the
Ninth will ever remember this reception as unsurpassed in any similar
experience since the war. 1n sincerity and gratitude we shall ever pray
God’s best blessing upon the people of Englewood.

Comrades—It will be remembered that I was appointed at the last
meeting to deliver to you an address upon this occasion. The little
time that I intend to take for this purpose I will take before more
important affairs claim your attention. I hold it a high honor to speak
to and for New Jersey soldiers. I am proud of my record as connected
with every one of you, and I am proud of our little state. New Jersey
was the first state to place a full and organized brigade at the capital
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when it was endangered. New Jersey sent to the front enough men to
fill eighty-eight full regiments, ten thousand more men than were called
for by the government on all calls. Her history and that of her soldiers
and statesmen is the history of a firm, effective and self-sacrificing
devotion to the flag and to the integrity of the Union. AndIam
proud of the regiment. To have carried a musket as a private soldier
and to have been honored with a commission as a field officer of such
a regiment as the old Ninth is glory enough for one lifetime. Iam
proud of every name upon her rolls, and hold as sacred and holy the
ties that bind me to the gallant ones who have gone before and the
heroes who remain. Let me mention for the awakening of precious
memories and deep regrets the names of those officers who were claimed
by death during the war ; let us cast a simple flower at least upon the
graves of comrades who have crossed the river on detached service.
We can never forget our first commander, Colonel Allen, who sank
from our sight beneath the waves of Hatteras ; we can only remember
his genial, tender care for us, and imagine what devotion he would have
shown had not his career so suddenly and so early closed. He was a
. grand, good man, and when we lost him the Ninth lost a good father
and friend. Nor will we ever know how much of help and usefulness
was lost to us when our first surgeon, the lamented Weller, was engulf-
ed in the same watery grave. And now I come to mention a name
enshrined in every heart; yes, in the hearts of the people of New Jersey,
a name honored in foreign lands as well as in Bergen county, the home
of his ancestors—Zabriskie, the scholarly, the cultured, the tender, the
daring young colonel, Abram Zabriskie. Who did not love him? What
more comprehensive proof of his influence over us all can I mention
than that well-worn incident ; how when the work of re-enlistment was
lagging, his simple statement on the parade ground, ‘“‘My men, I intend
to stay with you through the war” was enough to accomplish the result,
and the roll of the Ninth regiment of veteran volunteers was filled be-
fore the sun set! What laurels withered prematurely when the modest
but amiable and gallant Captain Henry sank to his death in the marshes
of Roanoke; or when the braveand genial Lieutenant Walker fell on the
well-fought field of Newbern! Who shall tell our sorrow when the
dashing, intrepid Captain Harris, and the beloved and valiant Captain
Carrell were left lying shrouded in the morning mists of Drewry’s
Bluff, where Zabriskie and the noble Captain Lawrence received their
death wounds, and from which Heckman, Drake, Kissam, and
Peters, with many another gallant soldier, went into captivity!
I do not forget the courteous and soldierly Springer, dying in
hospital, nor the brave and ‘amiable “Charlie” Hufty, shot through
the heart at second Southwest Creek, nor the gallant McChesney,
who carried from Newbern the wound that was to cause his death
LETTER FROM GENERAL, HECKMAN. 417

when peace had been secured. And since the war “how have
the mighty fallen!” Woodhull, Ritter, Burnett, Bonham, Kissam,
Brown, Rogers, Zimmerman and Edwards, all these have gone to join
the ranks of the honored dead. When I think of them, and of the
hundreds of gallant men who followed them to a soldier’s death, the
words of Colonel Hay seem most appropriate :
“‘No fear for them! In our lower field
Let us toil with arms unstained,
That at last we be worthy to stand with them
On the shining heights they’ve gained.
We shall meet and greet in closing ranks,
In Time’s declining sun,
When the bugles of God shall sound recall,
And the battle of Life be won.”

Major Appleget then reviewed the history of the regiment and
showed that in all its engagements, from Roanoke to Raleigh, it had
furnished chapters of history as exciting, and incidents of personal
firmness, daring and strategy as thrilling as any of the more noted
events of the war. He paid a glowing tribute to the bravery and gal-
lantry of 1ts commanders, Heckman, Zabriskie and Stewart, and related
many incidents, awakening pleasant recollections and exciting the
enthusiasm of his hearers. His tribute to the rank and file, their
devotion, their bravery and their unflinching allegiance to their regi-
ment and its commanders, as well as the affection which bound them
to their officers, was heartly applauded. He closed witha tender
allusion to the comrades who had died and received a soldiers’ burial or
had been left on the field, and said : ‘‘ These men have made the com-
mon names of our country glorious on the pages of history, immortal
on the roll of fame.”

‘«Over them now, year following year,
Over their graves the pine cones fall,
And the whippoorwill chants his spectre call,
But they stir not again; they raise no cheer ;
They have ceased, but their glory will never cease,
Nor their light be quenched in the light of Peace.”

The following letters were read by the secretary :

PHILLIPSBURG, N. J., September 10, 1888.

My DrEar GENERAL DRakE—Instead of passing an enjoyable evening
at your hospitable residence, with General Stewart and your gratefully
remembered home circle, I am compelled tosend my regrets. I will not
be able to go with you to Englewood, but must forego the pleasures of
meeting with our comrades at their third re-union. There are times in
the experience of us all when our lives are more like birds with broken
wings, and we have learned that we do not always attain the object
sought; nevertheless, I am greatly disappointed. While you are
enjoying the hospitalities of the patriotic citizens of Englewood, your
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old comrade will, probably, be sitting in his antique rocker (heirloom of
his sainted mother), living a more real life within his thoughts than
amid the environments of the home. The evolutions of the parade,
the march, the bivouac, the tumult of battle, with its ever-succeeding
shout of victory, the flourish of old heroic music, heard a quarter of a
century ago, such scenes and sounds, perhaps, will be alive before his
senses. You will please say to those who are present, that the ties of
affection that bind me to the noble heroes of the grand old Ninth
regiment, are indissoluble ; and while I hold them in highest admiration
for the noble part they performed in the preserving of the Union of the
states, they have still before them the noblest work of all—a something
within the reach of all. All can help. We stand here, in a grand age,
as citizens of the most important country on earth, undeveloped
empires within the borders of our vast domain. All manner of giants
of evil influence are in possession or taking possession. We are to
implant lofty principles of patriotism, instil a love of truth and
righteousness, teach habits of sobriety and virtue. Dr. Strong in his
great book ‘‘Our Country,” says truthfully, ‘Few suppose that these
years of peaceful prosperity, in which we are quietly developing a
continent, are the pivot years in which is turning the nation’s future.
And a fewer still imagine that the destinies of mankind, for centuries
to come, can be seriously affected, much less determined, by the men of
this generation in the United States.” But no generation appreciates
its place in history.
“« Here the tread of princes,
Of nations yet to be;
The first low wash of waves,
Where soon shall ro]] a human sea.
The rudiments of empire here
Are plastic yet, and warm ;
The chaos of a mighty world
Is rounding into form.”

And every man who casts his vote in the fear of God, expresses a
pure and patriotic sentiment, founds a school or teaches a little child,
gives bent and shape to this empire for which ages have waited.

With kind regards and best wishes for many pleasant reunions of our
gallant comrades,

Your comrade in F., C. and L.,
CHARLES A. HECKMAN.

2001 DramonD STREET, PHILADELPHIA, September 10, 1888.
GENERAL J. Mapison Drake, Secretary—My dear General—Circum-
stances have arisen which render it utterly impossible for me to be with
you to-morrow. I cannot push them aside;I cannot overcome them,
and am perforce compelled to accept the situation.
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In common with many of our associates I have looked forward to this
reunion, and my being deprived from joining you is a sore disappoint-
ment to me. Please convey to the boys my fraternal regards, and rest
assured I will be with you in thought and feeling, if not in person.

Cordially yours,
JAMES STEWART, JR.

The minutes of the reunion at Trenton having been approved,
Lieutenant William E. Townley, treasurer, presented his report, which
showed that he had received during the year $161.75; expenditures,
$77.49 ; balance in his hands, including balance September thirteenth,
1887, $10.98, $95.24. The report was certified by the finance committee,
Surgeon Gillette, Captain B. W. Hopper and Lieutenant Oscar Van
Houten.

The following-named were then chosen as officers :

President—Brigadier-General Charles A. Heckman.

Vice-Presidents—Brigadier-General James Stewart, Jr., Lieutenant-
Colonel William B. Curlis, Major Thomas B. Appleget, Captain
Benjamin W. Hopper, Captain Robert D. Swain, Captain W. B. 8.
Boudinot, Adjutant Frederick G. Coyte, Lieutenant Richard E. Cogan,
Lieutenant Richard J. Berdan, Private Francis Cahill.

Secretary—Captain J. Madison Drake, Elizabeth.

Treasurer—Lieutenant William E. Townley, Elizabeth.

Private John R. Jurgens of Company B, on behalf of Lincoln Circle
of Jersey City, extended a cordial invitation to the regiment to hold its
next reunion in that city. As it was deemed best to meet in the lower
part of the state next year, the invitation, while fully appreciated, was
declined with thanks.

Sergeant Preston of Company F, moved that the executive committee
be empowered to select the next place of meeting. Agreed to.

Hospital-steward William S. Wade offered a resolution, announcing
the death during the year of Lieutenant A. E. Edwards of Company A,
and Colonel Charles Scranton, an honorary member of the association,
to whose memory he paid tribute.

Captain Hopper moved that the thanks of the association are hereby
tendered to our comrade, Adjutant Frederick G. Coyte, to the com-
mander and comrades of Dwight post, G. A. R. in tendering us the
honor of an escort, to Cass’s band, to the patriotic citizens, and to the
ladies who have done so much for our entertainment and pleasure.
Adopted by a unanimous vote—the men rising and cheering.

Captain Drake having read a letter from General James Stewart,
Junior, in reference to the former’s preparation of a history of the
Ninth regiment, and the secretary reporting that he had been at work
upon the history for over a year, and that his task was nearly completed,
Captain W. B. S. Boudinot moved that Captain Drake continue his
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“labor of love,” and that one thousand copies of the volume be
printed. The motion was adopted with enthusiasm, and the following-
named appointed a committee on publication :

Surgeon Gillette, Major Appleget and Captain Hopper.

The business having been completed, the survivors repaired to an
adjoining hall, where bounteous tables, prepared by the ladies of the
place, greeted them.

The Englewood Times said of the banquet: ‘‘ Upon the completion
of the business the regiment repaired to the ‘armory,’ where a fine col-
lation was served, the entertainers and guests together who sat down
to the rows of tables, which reached the entire length of the building,
numbering not less than two hundred and fifty. Caterer Magner had
charge of these preparations, which, with the efficient aid he received
from a corps of ladies, the wives, daughters, sisters and cousins of the
Englewood grand army men, who waited upon the tables, and whose
magic touches were descernible everywhere in the large hall, culmi-
nated in successfully carrying out every detail. The praises of the
ladies were sounded by every one who enjoyed their painstaking
attention, and at the conclusion of the bounteous repast the pent-up
appreciation of the partakers of their hospitality relieved itself by
rounds of cheers for the fair entertainers. The means which made
possible this grand reception were contributed by the generous citizens
of Englewood, a fund of over two hundred dollars having been sub-
scribed for the purpose. The prime mover in the whole matter,
however, was Lieutenant F. G. Coyte, who is deserving of great credit
for his indefatigable labors. Mr. Coyte is the only member of the
regiment in Englewood, and early last fall he conceived the idea of
bringing his comrades to our town for their next reunion. When the
proper time came he unfolded his plan to some of our public-spirited
citizens, and the encouragement he received was sufficient to assure its
satisfactory fulfillment. Thereupon an invitation was extended his
regiment to ‘camp’ here this year, and then Mr. Coyte’s work began.
This was some time in July, and since then he has been busy in making
arrangements for, and interesting others in the event. How well he
has succeeded has been already told, but the committee from Dwight
Post, who have acted with him in this matter, are also deserving of
mention, namely, Commander W. C. Davies, William Frederick and
James H. Demarest. The other members of the post have also done
their part in making ready to receive their comrades. Much regret was
expressed by many of the veterans at the absence of General Charles
A. Heckman, of Phillipsburg, who is president of the organization.
General Heckman is very popular with the old members of his regiment.
The first vice-president, General James Stewart, present chief of police
of Philadelphia, was also absent.
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‘“‘There was no speech-making in the armory. After the tables had
been relieved of some of their burden and all appetites had been
satisfied, an effort was made to get some remarks from General J.
Madison Drake, of Elizabeth, the secretary of the organization, but he
got no further than proposing three cheers for the ladies, which were
several times repeated with decided heartiness. Indeed, it would have
been impossible amid the confusion of mingled voices for the general
or anybody else to have made himself heard had speech-making been
attempted, and upon the whole it was perhaps just as well that it was
not. Reunions afford old veterans better ways of passing the time by
meeting each other and talking over old times, and in the interchange
of experiences in the field ; and from the general buzz going on it was
evident that the opportunity was taken advantage of to the fullest
extent. At intervals Cass’s band played familiar airs, rendered in a
very creditable manner, and between music and social chat the after-
noon went by all too quickly for the visitors, according to their own
professions. It may here be remarked that all the ladies in the hall
wore aprons made of bunting, the sfars and stripes, and before leaving
to take the 4.52 train for the city, each old veteran used his persuasive
powers to carry an apron home with him as a memento of the occasion,
and most of them succeeded. Thus was the third reunion of the Ninth
New Jersey volunteers celebrated, and Englewood may well feel proud
of the leaf which it has just added to the regiment’s history.”

A CARD.

The undersigned, representing Dwight post, G. A. R., desire to extend
their sincere thanks to the people of Englewood for the hearty and
generous support they received in the reception to the Ninth New
Jersey volunteers on Tuesday last. We are impressed by the fact that
the old soldiers have not yet lost their hold on the affections of the
masses. W. C. Davies, Commander,

WM. FREDERICK,
James H. DEMAREST,
F. G. Coyte.
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OFFICIAL ROSTER OF THE NINTH NEW JERSEY,

FIELD AND STAFF.

Joseph W. Allen, col., Sept. 28, 61; drowned at Hatteras Inlet, N.
&, (Burnside expedition), Jan. 15, 62; buried at Bordentown, N. J;
monument erected by officers of the 9th regt.

Charles A. Heckman, col., Feb. 10, 62; maj. Oct. 3, ’61 ; lieut-col. Dec.
3, °61; col. vice Allen drowned ; promoted brig-gen. U. S. vols.,
Nov. 29, 62; wounded at Young’s Crossroads, N. C., July 27, ’62 ;
wounded at Port Walthall, Va., May 6, ’64; taken prisoner at
Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; exchanged Aug. 25, °64 ; dis.
May 16, ’65.

Abram Zabriskie, col., Jan. 8, 63; adj. Oct. 18, 61; maj. Feb. 10, ’62 ;
lieut-col., Dec. 22, 62 ; col. vice Heckman prom.; died at Chesapeake
gen. hosp., Fortress Monroe, Va., May 24, ’64, of wounds received
in action at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.; buried at Greenwood cemetery,
Jersey City, N. J.

James Stewart, jr.; col., June 15, 64; capt. Co. H, March 9, ’62 ; maj.
Dec. 22, 62; lieut.-col. Jan. 8,’63; col. vice Zabriskie died; brig.
gen. U. S. vols., March 138, 65; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.,
May 16, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

James Wilson. lieut.-col., Feb. 10, ’62 ; capt. Co. A, 2d regt. May 22,
61; maj. Dec. 3, ’61; lieut.-col. vice Heckman prom.; resigned by
request ; Nov. 17, ’62.

William B. Curlis, lieut.-col. June 15, 64; capt. Co. F, Nov. 9, 61 ; maj.
Jan. 8,63; lieut.-col. vice Stewart prom.; dis. Feb. 11, 65; disability.

Samuel Hufty, lieut.-col. Feb. 18, 65 ; capt. Co. I, March 9, ’62 ; wounded
at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62; maj. June 15, ’64 ; lieut.-col. vice
cols dis.; wounded before Petersburg, Va., Aug. 16, ’64; dis. July
12, ’65.

Thomas B. Appleget, maj. March 25, ’65; capt. Co. A, May 20, 63;
maj. vice Hufty a ; discharged July 12, ’65.

William H. Abel, adjt. Feb. 10, 62; 1st lieut. Co. E, Oct. 22, 61; adjt.
vice Zabriskie prom.; prom. capt. Co. E, Dec. 28, 62; A. A. G. Gen.
Heckman ; dis. May 16, ’65.

Edward S. Carrell, adjt., Dec. 28, 62 ; 2d lieut. Co. H, March 9, ’62 ; adjt.
vice Abel prom ; prom. capt. Co. G, April 18, 64; killed at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, 64.

Frederick G. Coyte, adjt. April 18, ’64; 2d lieut. Co. E, Aug. 1, 63;
adjt. vice Carrell prom.; resigned Sept. 24, ’64, disability ; wounded
at Winton, N. C., July 26, 63.

Edward W. Welsted, adjt. Sept. 28, 64; 1st lieut. Co. E, May 24, 63 ;
adjt. vice Coyte resigned ; dis. July 12, °65. :

Samuel Keys, qr. mr. Sept. 23, 61; qr. mr. 9th corps from 1862 to 1864 ;

- dis. Dec. 8, °64.

Richard J. Berdan, qr. mr. Feb. 10, ’65 ; 2d lieut. Co. C, Aug. 29, ’64 ; qr.
mr. vice Keys mustered out ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Frederick S. Weller, surgeon, Oct. 3, 61 ; drowned at Hatteras Inlet, N.
C. (Burnside expedition), Jan. 15, ’62.

Addison W. Woodhull, surgeon, Feb. 6, ’62 ; asst. surg. 5th regt. Aug.
28, 61; surg. vice Weller drowned ; dis. Feb. 17, 65.
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Fidelio B. Gillette, surg. Feb. 8, ’65 ; asst. surg. Aug. 20, 62; surg. vice
Woodhull mustered out ; dis. July 12, °65.

Lewis Braun, asst. surg. Oct. 8, 61; resigned March 20, ’62.

John M. Davies, asst. surg. May 1, ’62; Ist serg. Co. M, March 9, *62;
asst. surg. vice Braun resigned ; dis. May 10, 65.

Thomas Drumm, chaplain, Oct. 3, 61 ; resigned Oct. 15, ’62.

John J. Carrell, chaplain, Dec. 27, 62 ; chaplain vice Drumm resigned ;
resigned March 31, °64.

Gilbert Lane, chaplain, July 28, ’64; chaplain vice Carrell resigned ; not
mustered.

NON-COMMISSIONED STAFF.

William A. Gulick, serg. maj. Sept. 23, °61; dis. at Newbern, N. C.,
April 25, °62 ; disability.

Charles F. Bonney, serg. maj. Sept. 20, 61 ; private Co. E ; serg. maj.
May 1, 62 ; prom. 2d lieut. Co. E, Dec. 23, ’62.

Henry M. VanSchaick, sergt. maj. Sept. 20, ’61; private Co. E; serg.
maj. Dec. 24, 62 ; re-en. Nov. 30, ’63 ; dis. July 12, 65.

John Bamford, qr. mr. serg. Oct. 8, 61; prom. 2d lieut. Co. H, 8d N. J.
cav. regt. Dec. 19, ’63.

Oscar VanHouten, qr. mr. serg. Sept. 20, ’61; private Co. E; qr. mr.
serg. Dec. 24, 63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; 2d lieut. Co. E, April 13, ’64 ;
not mustered ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Smith Bilderback, com. serg., Oct. 8, 61; private Co. I; com. serj. Oct.
8, 61; prom. 2d lieut. Co. F, 34th N. J. reg., Oct. 27, 63.

Charles Shepherd, com. sergt. Oct. 8, 61; private Co. I; com. serg.
Jan. 1, 64; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Jobn N. Johnson, drum maj. Oct. 8, 61; private Co. I; drum maj. Oct.
8, 61; dis. Oct. 18, ’62.

Edward Wamsley, prin. mus., Sept. 20, 61; bugler Co. E; prin. mus.
Feb. 10, 62 ; dis. Oct. 18, ’62.

Isaac W. Eayre, wag. mas., Sept. 25 61; dis. at Newport Barracks,
Newbern, N. C., July 29, 62 ; disability.

John W. Lewis, hos. stew., Oct. 8, ’61; Ned of typhoid fever at Ham-
mond gen. hosp., Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 7, ’62.

William 8. Wade, hos. stew., Sept. 17, 61; private Co. A; hos. stew.
Sept. 1, 64; dis. July 12, ’65. ‘

BanD.—The law authorizing bands to be attached to each regiment
having been repealed the band, enlisted Oct. 20, ’61, was mustered out at
Newport barracks, Newbern, N. C., Aug. 31, 62, under act of congress,
promulgated in general orders, No. 91, act 10, sec. 5, war department,
A. G. O., Washington, D. C., July 29, 1862: Peter Gahm, leader ; John
Gahm, George Gahm, Peter L. Starner, Benjamin Lavere, John Mohler,
Godfried Kontenstetter, Jacob Yost, William Saxon, John Yaicht,
Albert Searing.

COMPANY A.

Frederick Rumpf, capt.; Oct. 22, ’61; resigned Dec. 6, ’61.

Charles Hayes, capt.; Dec. 7, ’61 ; ist lieut. Oct. 22, ’61; capt. vice Rumpf
resigned ; mustered out as supernumerary Nov. 18, ’62.

Joseph M. McChesney, capt.; Nov. 15, ’61; transferred from Co. M ;
prom. col, 1st regt. N.-C. Union vols., Feb. 20, ’63; died at Beau-
fort, N. C., Aug. 14, ’65, of wounds.

Thomas B. Appleget, capt.; May 20, 63; 1st lieut. Co. M, May 16, ’62;
trans. from Co. M ; capt. vice McChesney prom.; prom. maj. March
25, 65.

Lucius C. Bonham, capt.; May 22, ’65; corp. Sept. 17, 61; trans. from
Co. M ; serg. June 15, ’63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; 2d lieut. Co. H, Sept.
10, °64; Ist lieut. March 16, 65; capt. vice Appleget prom.; dis.
July 12, ’65.
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Frederick Felger, 1st lieut.; Dec. 7, 61; 2d lieut. Oct. 22, ’61 ; 1st lieut.
vice Hayes prom.; mustered out as supernumerary Nov. 18, ’62.
John E. McDougall, 1st lieut.; June 19, °63; 2d lieut. Co. M, May 16, °62 ;
1st lieut. vice Appleget prom.; A. D. C., Heckman’s staff ; dis. Feb.

28, '65.

Daniel Whitney, 1st lieut.; June 22,65 ; 2d lieut. Co. I, Feb. 11, ’65 ; 1st
lieut. vice Bonham prom.; dis. July 12, ’65.

Edward Wilburn, 2d lieut.; Dec. 7, 61 ; private Sept. 13, 61; sergt. Sept.
24, 61: 1st sergt. Nov. 1, 61; 2d lieut. vice Felger prom.; prom. ist
lieut. Co. L, March 9, ’62.

William Z. Walker, 2d lieut.; March 9, 62 ; 2d lieut. vice Wilburn prom.;
killed at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62.

George Muller, 2d lieut.; May 16, 62; serg. Sept. 17, °61; 2d lieut. vice
Walker killed ; mustered out as supernumerary Nov. 18, ’62.

Charles W. Grover, 2d lieut. June 19, 63 ; 1st serg. Sept. 17, 61; trans.
from Co. M; 2d lieut. vice Muller mustered out; resigned Oct.
80, 64.

Arunah D. Applegate, 2d lieut.; Nov. 8, 64; sergt. Sept. 17, 61; trans.
from Co. M; ist sergt. Jan. 18, '64; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; 2d lieut.
vice Grover resigned ; resigned May 13, ’65.

Reuben V. P. Wood, 2d lieut.; May 22, 65; corp. Sept. 17, ’61; trans.
from Co. M;sergt. Sept. 18, ’63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; 1st sergt. Jan.
1, 65; wounded at Swift Creek, Va., May 9, 64; dis. July 12, 65.

Cornelius B. Hoagland, sergt.; Sept. 17, ’61; wagoner, Sept. 17, ’61;
trans. from Co. M; corp. July 1, 63 ; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; sergt. Nov.
1, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

James Cox, sergt; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. from Co. M; corp. Jan. 18, 63;
re-en. Jan. 18, 64; sergt. Dec. 8, 64: dis. July 12, ’65.

re H. Stillwell, sergt.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Dec.

David C. Clayton, sergt.; Sept. 17, 61; corp. April 24, ’62; trans. from
Co. M; sergt. Sept. 6, 64; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

John Witcraft, sergt.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; corp. Sept. 18,
63; re-en. Jan. 18, °64; sergt. Dec. 8, ’64; dis. July 12, °65.

Bernard Nulty, sergt.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18,
64; sergt. Jan. 1, ’65 ; “dis. July 12, 65.

John G. Mount, corp.; Sept. 17, °61; trans. from Co. M; wounded at
Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, 62; dis. Sept. 22, °64.

Nelson Baricklow, corp.; Sept. 17, 61; corp. Dec. 3, ’61; trans. from Co.
M; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Richard Selby, corp.; Sept. 17, ’62; trans. from Co. M ; corp. June 18,
62; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Mahlon DeCamp, corp.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Nov.
25, 63; dis. July 12, °65.

William H. Bendy, corp.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan.
18, 64; corp. Nov. 1, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Charles Flower, corp.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Nov. 25,
63; corp. Dec. 8, 64; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Richard Snediker, corp.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Nov.
25, ’63; corp. Dec. 8, 64; dis. July 12, ’65. ;

August Noll, corp.; Feb. 12, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. I; corp. Dec.
8, °64; wounded at Swift Creek, Va., May 9, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Henry C. Fisher, corp.; Feb. 29, °64; recruit; corp. Dec. 8, ’64; dis.
July 12, ’65. :

Frederick Scholl, corp.; Nov. 21, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan.
18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Lous Probst, reat Aug. 18, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. M; corp.
Sept. 22, 64; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Robert Emory, corp.; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; corp. Dec. 8, ’64;
dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.
Company A. 425

George O. Davis, corp.; April 8, 65; recruit; trans. from Co. 1; corp.
June 28, °65; dis. July 12, 65.

James Warren, corp.; Mar. 17, 64; recruit; taken prisoner at Drewry’s

_ Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; corp. June 28, °65; dis. July 12, 65.

William Hinton, musician; Sept. 17, °61; trans. from Co. M; re-en.
Dec. 20, ’63; dis. July 12, ’65.

James Matthews, wagoner; Sept. 17,61; trans. from Co. M; re-en.
Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Appleget, John ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Nov. 25, 63;
wounded at Cold Harbor, Va., June 4, ’64; dis. at New York
Aug. 10, ’65.

Arlow, Robert; Sept. 17, °61; trans. from Co. M; wounded at Cold
Harbor, Va., June 8, ’64; dis. Oct. 15, ’64.

Baird, John; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Baker, John ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Barnbury, Patrick; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Newbern, N.
C., June 7, ’65.

Barrett, John F.; Sept. 30, 61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Dec. 7, "64.

Bauer, Jacob; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Beckett, Hiram D.; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Beever, John; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N,
C., June 14, °65.

Black, George; Oct. 6, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Bowman, Edgar A.; Feb. 11, 64; recruit; dis. at Mansfield gen. ss
Beaufort, N. C.; wounded at Wise’s Fork, N. C., March 8, ’65; dis.
June 10, 65. .

Bright, Frank ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, 65.

Brockman, John ; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Brown, David ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Brown, George ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Brown, Henry ; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Broughton, John ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65.

Buckley, Nathan ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63 ;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Carman, Luke K.; Sept. 5, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, °65. A ;

Chew, William ; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, 65.

Clevenger, Edward; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Sept.
17, °64.

Compton, Franklin; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Gontlin, Claudius ; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at, Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Conway, John; Sept. 20, 61; trans. from Co. C; re-en. Jan. 18, 64;
accidentally wounded by pistol ball at Greensboro, N. C., May 3, °65 ;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Cook, James; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18, 64;
wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. July 12, °65.
Cox, Samuel F.; Sept. 17, 61; bugler Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M;

private; brigade postmaster; dis. Dec. 8, ’64. :

Dawson, John E.; Feb, 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
426 Ninta NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

.Demain, John ; Sept. 80, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65. :

Denenger, Christian; Sept. 80, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greens-
boro, N. C., Jnne 14, 65.

Dietrich, Ernest; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65.

Dimond, James; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Dixon, George; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Doughty, Benjamin F.; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K ;
dis. July 12, 165.

Douglass, Robert J.; Mar. 25, 65; 1 Nae recruit; trans. from Co. K;
dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., July 81, °65.

Dunomore, James; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18,
64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Eckhardt, Louis ; Oct. 5, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Ells, Hugo; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

English, Henry B.; Feb. 24,65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis,
July 12, 65.

English, Samuel W.; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Eee ee April 8, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. from Co. I; dis. July

» 65.
Evers, James ; Sept. 17, '61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Sept. 17, 64.
Finlayson, Donald ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro,
. C., June 14, ’65.

Fitzmyer, John; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Foster,.Samuel B.; Mar. 9, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Fredericks, David; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, °65.

Garry, John; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis.
at David’s Island, New York Harbor, July 17, '65; wounded at
Cold Harbor, June 5, *64.

Gibson, Henry; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Gold, James; Sept. 29, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Graham, Robert; Mar. 25, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Grinsley, George T.; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; taken prisoner at
Butler’s Bridge, N. C., Dec. 11, ’64; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June

14, 65.

Habig, Francis; Mar. 24, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis.
July 12, °65.

Habig, Leander; Mar. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis.
July 12, ’

» 65.

Haggerty, William R.; Mar. 7, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, 65.

Hancock, Thomas §.; Mar. 10, 65; 1 yr; recruit; trans. from Co. C;
dis. July 12, 65.

Haines, Charles G.; Sept. 17, °61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Hart, George S.; Feb. 25, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, °65.

Hass, Daniel; April 11, ‘65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.,

Henlow, James; Sept. 22, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. June 14, °65.

Henry: eee Mar. 20, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. ©; dis. July

Hoagland, Calvin; Sept. 17, '61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.
Hoelzel, John; Sept. 29,64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.
Inmeyer, eons Sept. 29, 64; substitute; dis. at Newbern, N. C.,
une 7, ’65.
Ives, Milton J.; Sept. 17, °61- trans. from Co. M; dis. Deo. 7, '64,
Company A. 427

Jackson, Thomas A.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Jemison, Joseph J.; Sept. 5, 64; 1 yr; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, 65.

Johnson, John H.; Sept. 28, 64; 1 yr; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N.
., June 14, ’65.

Jones, Peter; Sept. 17,61; trans. from Co. M; captured at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., May 9, °65.

Kelly, John E.; Feb. 22, '64; recruit; dis. July 12, °65:

Kellum, Josiah; Mar. 28, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis,
July 12, ’65.

Kenny, James; Sept. 5, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Loring, John A.; Mar. 81, '65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Lindquest, Sion; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

LOS ag E.; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis. July

Martin, James H.; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, °65.

McAlney, William; Feb. 25, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, °65.

McDowell, Thomas; April 7, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Messeroll, Charles; Sept. 17, 61; corp. Sept. 17, °61; trans. from Co.
M; private Jan. 18, ’68; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Messeroll, Isaac B.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18,
64; captured at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Miller, August; April 12, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I; dis.
July 12, “65.

Muller, Charles; Sept. 18, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18, 64;
wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14, °62; dis. July 12, ’65.

Nicholson, John; Sept. 30, ’64; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, 65.

O'Donnell, John; Apml 11, °65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, °65.

Osborne, Abram W.; Feb. 26, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis.
July 123, 65.

Parker, John; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis. July
12, ’65

Parker, Richard; Feb. 28, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, 65.

Perrine, Thomas; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18, *64;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Perry, John; Feb. 26, 65; lyr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Petty, Charles; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64;
wounded and captured at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. at
Trenton, N. J., July 19, 65.

Platt, Horace; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65. :

Plondke, Julius; Sept. 18, °61; trans. from Co. M; wounded at White-
hall, N. C., Dec. 16, 62; dis. Dec. 7, °64.

Prochaska, John; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N.C., June 14, ’6d. z

Roxberry, Joseph ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M ; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Sheidrick, Theodore; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. oN 12, °65..

Shields, George; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K.;
July 12, *65. . !

Simmerman, Abram ; Feb. 28, 65 ; lyr.; recruit ; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, °65.

Slover, Abram ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Smith, Amzi W.; Sept. 17, °61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Smith, George A.; Sept. 15, ’62; recruit; trans. from Co. M.; dis. at
Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65. F :

Smith, Henry; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, 65, .

Smith, Jasper S.; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.
428. Ninto New JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Snediker, Howard ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Nov. 20, 63 ;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Snyder, Marshall; April 11, °65; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. July 12, 65. __

Souders, George; Feb. 23, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K ; dis.-
July 12, °65.

Stout, William K.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64;
dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Aug. 9, 65.

Stults, Simeon ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Sept. 22, ’64.

Sullivan, Francis; April 7, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Suydam, Jacob; Sept. 29, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65.

Thomas, James; April 6, 65; 1 yr; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Vannaman, William ; March 10, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. from Co. K;
dis. July 12, °65.

Vannise, Andrew M.; Sept. 17, °61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18,
64; dis. July 12, 65.

Voigt, Christian ; Sept. 28, ’61; trans. from Co. M; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Volz, John ; Sept. 28, 64; 1 yr. ; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Wade, William S. ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Dec. 20,
63; prom. hospital steward Sept. 1, 64; dis. J ue 12, °65.

Wenner, John; Feb. 25, 65; 1 yr. ; drafted; dis. July 12, ‘65.

Wessels, Jacob H. ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M. ; re-en. Nov. 25,
68; dis. July 12, ’65.

Wheeland, Francis; Jan. 80, °65; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

White, William ; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, °65.

Willetts, Jonathan ; April 8, 65; 1 yr. ; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Williams, William H.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Nov.
25, 63 ; captured at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64 ; dis. July 12, 65.

Witcraft, Albert; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Dec. 20, 68 ;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Wolfe, Henry ; April 8, 65; lyr. ; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Wolfe, John ; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr. ; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Yader, James; March 22, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. G; dis.
July 12, ’65.

DISCHARGED.

Charles W. Conover, sergt. ; Sept. 17,’61; trans. from Co. M; dis. June
12, ’68, to accept com. as 2d lieut. Co. D, 1st regt. N. C. Union vols.

Albert E. Edwards; sergt.; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. from Co. M.; dis. Sept.
20, °68, to accept com. as 2d lieut. Ist reet. N. C. Union vols.

Anthony Hannapel, corp.; Sept. 6,61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C.,
June 9, 62, disability.

Leopold Komst, bugler; Sept. 18, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C.,
Nov. 17, 62, disability.

Anderson, John; Sept 29, 63; recruit; dis. April 9, 64, to accept com.
as Ist lieut. 2d U.S. col. art.

Bauman, Edward ; Sept. 25, ’61 ; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C., July

. 19, ’62, disability.

Bellair, Alexander ; Sept, 28, 61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C., June
18, ’62, disability.

Ee ODIs Nov. 10, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov.

?
Braun, Theodore ; Sept. 25, ’61 ; dis. at Washington, D. C., July 22, ’62,
disability.
Burgard, Daniel; Sept. 30,’61; dis. at gen. hosp., Newbern, N. C., May
. 80, 63, disability ; trans. from Co. L.
Conover, Leonard ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. from Co. M; dis. at Trenton,
N. J., Aug. 23, ’64, disability.
Company A. 429

Dering, Henry ; Sept. 28, 61; dis. at Convalescent Camp, Alexandria,
Va., May 19, ’63, disability.

Dorr, Charles ; Oct. 1,’61; dis. at Trenton, N. J., Oct. 22,61, disability.

Dunn, Andrew B. ; Sept. 17,61; dis. at St. Helena Island, S. C., March
28, °68, disability ; trans. from Co. M.

ey John ; Sept. 25,61; dis. at Washington, D. C., Feb. 15, 62, dis-

ability. :

een ; Nov. 12, °61; dis. at Washington, D. C., Feb. 15, 62, dis-
ability.

eae 3 Sept. 25, 61; dis. at Washington, D. C., Feb. 15, ’62, dis-
ability.

Foley, John; Feb. 12, ’64; recruit; dis. at draft rendezvous, Trenton,
N. J., April 2, ’64, disability.

Frank, George ; Sept. 25,61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 17, 62,
disability ‘

Fricke, Henry ; Oct. 5, 61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C., Aug. 26,
62, disability.

Fuchs, Martin; Sept. 18, 61; dis. at Washington, D. C., Feb. 15, ’62,
disability.

Gasser, Peter; Oct. 1, ’61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 18, 62.

Geist, William ; Sept. 13, 61; dis. at Washington, D. C., April 23, ’62,
disability.

Giles, Enoch ; Sept. 17, 61; dis. at Stanley gen. hosp. May 12, ’63, dis-
ability ; trans. from Co. M.

a, oe ; Sept. 18, ’61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov.

» 62.

Heller, John; Aug. 27, 62; recruit; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 23,
62, disability ; transferred from Co. M.

Hermes, Peter ; Sept. 13, 61; dis. at Camp Olden, Trenton, N. J., Oct.
19, ’61, disability.

Hockenjoss, Gottlieb; Sept. 25, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., June

. 9, °62, disability.

Hopp, John ; Aug. 20, 62; dis. at Newport News, Va., Nov. 19, ’63, dis-
ability ;. trans. from Co. M.

Hunt, William A. ; Sept. 17, 61; dis. at Carolina City, N. C., May 28,
63, disability ; trans. from Co. M.

Jordan, Conrad ; Oct. 26,61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 17, ’62,
disability. ‘

Jung, Valentine; Sept. 18, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov.
18, 62

Jurgens, Martin ; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 23, ’62, dis-
ability ; trans. from Co. L.

Kirmick, Anton ; Oct. 5, ’61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 17, ’62,
disability.

Knobel, Matthias ; Sept. 13, ’61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C., July
19, 62, disability.

Kraeter, Frederick ; Oct. 1, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 17,
62, disability.

Krauss, Herman ; Sept. 18, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 17,
62, disability.

Kuhn, William ; Sept. 18,61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 17, 62.

Muller, John ; Oct. 9, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Aug. 12, ’63, disability ;
trans. from Co. M. :

Nittinger, Benjamin ; Sept. 13, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C,, Nov.
17, 62, disability.

Quigley, Daniel A.; Sept. 17, 61; dis. at Newport News, Va., Nov. 19,
*63, disability; trans. from Co. M. :

Her ee Sept. 13, 61; dis. at Washington, D. C., Feb. 15, ’62,

isability.

Rudolph, ae iene Oct. 9,’61; dis. at Carolina City, N. C., May 28,

63, disability ; trans. from Co. M.
430 Ninto NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Schill, Martin ; Sept. 13, 61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C., Aug.
26, 62, disability.

Schultz, Andrew; Sept. 18,’61; dis. at Newport Barracks, Newbern, N.
C., Sept. 7, 62, disability. A

Schwinghammer, Anthony; Sept. 18,’61; discharged at Beaufort, N.C.,
Nov. 21, 62, disability.

Spitznagle, Felix; Oct. 1, 61; dis. at| Morehead City, N.. C., Nov.

8, °62

1 is

Stand, Sebastian; Sept. 18, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Sept. 7, 62, dis-
ability.

Yeager, Benjamin ; March 7, ’62; recruit; dis. Feb. 25, ’65, wounds re-
ceived at Walthall, Va.; leg amputated.

TRANSFERRED.

Albert W. Meiss, sergt.; Sept. 25, 61; trans. to Co. E, Nov. 17, ’62.

Michael Kunkle, sergt.; Sept. 25, 61; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 18, 62.

Frederick Brand, sergt.; Sept. 13, 61; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 18, 62.

Thomas C. Burke, sergt.; Sept. 16, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps, Jan.
15, °65; dis. therefrom as 1st sergt. July 21, ’65; corp. Sept. 17, 61;
trans. from Co. M; sergt. July 1, ’63; re-en. Nov. 25, 63.

John Gehring, corp.; Sept. 13, ’61; trans. to Co. E, Nov. 17, 62.

Robert G. Gerth, corp.; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. K, Nov. 18, ’62.

Adolph Street, corp.; Sept. 25, ’61; trans. to Co. B, Nov. 17, ’62.

John Hoffman, corp.; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. B, Nov. 17, ’62.

Andrew Scheidemantel, corp.; Sept. 13, 61; trans. to Co. E, Nov. 17, ’62.

Valentine Keiler, corp.; Sept. 25,61; trans. to Co. E, Nov. 17, 62.

Frederick Brander, corp.; Sept. 18, ’61; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 18, ’62.

William Miles, corp.; Sept. 11, 61; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 18, ’62.

ue Weilhardt, bugler; Sept. 13,61; trans. to Co. E, Nov.
17, °62.

Francis Hage, musician ; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. B, Nov. 17, ’62.

Charles Fuchs, musician; Aug. 25, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. E, Nov.
16, ’72.

Allgeyer, Philip; Sept. 13, 61; trans. to Co. K, Nov. 18, ’62.

Babst, Michael ; Oct. 11, 61; trans. to Co. D.

Ball, Henry J.; Aug. 26, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 18, 62.

Bechler, Knox; Aug. 15, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 18, ’62.

Benner, George; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 18, ’62; trans.
from Co. M.

Biehl, Ernest; Aug. 18, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 18,62; trans.
from Co. M.

Bonnet, Jacob ; Sept. 25, ’61; trans. to Co. B, Nov. 17, 62.

Braun, George ; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 18, 62.

Cook, Charles; Aug. 20, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Deiber, Charles ; Aug. 20, ’62; recruit ; trans. to Co. H.

Degelmann, John ; Sept. 26, ’61; trans. to Co. E, Nov. 17, 62.

Eble, Jacob ; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. E, Nov. 17, *62.

Frederick, Adam ; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. G.

Fricke, William ; Sept. 13, 61; trans. to Co. E, Nov. 18, ’62.

Gaessler, Valentine ; Sept. 25, 61; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 18, ’62.

Garton, Charles H.; March 7, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. D.

Gause, Lewis H.; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Gestenmier, Michael; Aug. 20, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. B.

Giles, Isaac; Jan. 31, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Graeber, Jacob ; Sept. 18, ’61; trans. to Co. E, Nov. 17, ’62.

Grienich, Adam ; Oct. 9, 61; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 17, ’62.

Gulick, Edward R.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; trans. to S. R. S., March
25, 64.

Haas, Joseph; Nov. 21, ’61; trans. to Co. B, Nov. 17, ’62.

Harris, William; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to vet. reserve corps, Sept. 1,
63; dis. therefrom Nov. 10, ’65; trans. from Co. M.
Company A. 431

Heck, Joseph ; Sept. 25, ’61; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 18, ’62.

Boley Francis ; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to band, 5th regt. N. J. vols., Oct.

ous George W; Aug. 15, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. B, Nov.

» 62,

Hilde, Charles ; Sept. 28, ’61; trans. to Co. B, Nov. 17, 762.

Hoff, John ; Sept. 18, ’61; trans. to Co. B, Nov. 17, ’62.

Hoffman, John ; Sept. 18, ’61; trans. to Co. B, Nov. 17, ’62.

Hoyer, Gottleib ; Sept. 18, ’61; trans. to Co. L, Nov. 17, ’62.

Hubner, Charles ; Oct. 1, ’61 ; wounded at Goldsboro bridge, N. C., Dec.
17, ’62; trans. to vet. res. corps, Sept. 1, 63; dis. Oct. 17, ’64; trans.
from Co. M; arm amputated.

Kaiser, Harris ; Aug. 18, ’62 ; recruit; trans. to Co. K, Nov. 18, ’62.

Klotz, John G.; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. K, Nov. 18, °62.

Koenig, John M.; Oct. 19, 61; trans. to Co. K, Nov. 18, ’62.

Kunder, Adam ; Sept. 13, 61; trans. to Co. K, Nov. 18, ’62.

Kuntz, Joseph ; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. K, Nov. 18, ’62.

Kurtze, William ; Oct. 17, 61; trans. to Co. K, Nov. 18, ’62.

Lages, John H.; Aug. 20, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. B, Nov. 17, ’62.

Lampe, Albrecht; Sept. 13, 61; trans. to Co. K, Nov. 18, 62.

Long, Benjamin; March 8, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. F.

Luderson, William; Aug. 21, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 18, ’62.

Lynch, James; Aug. 18, ’62; recruit ; trans. to Co. K, Nov. 18, ’62.

Mathes, Henry ; Sept. 30,’61 ; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, 62;
er to vet. res. corps. Sept. 1, ’63; dis. Oct. 24, 64; trans. from

‘o. M.

McGintay, Michael; Sept. 17,61; trans to. vet. res. corps, Sept. 1, 63;
dis. March 18, ’64; trans. from Co. M.

Neirman, Joseph ; Aug. 14, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 18, ’62.

Perrine, George; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps; dis. Sept.
21,’64; trans. from Co. M.

Price, Joseph ; Jan. 26, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. F.

Rolfe, George N.; Sept. 17,’61; trans. to vet. res. corps; dis. Sept. 21,
64; trans. from Co. M.

Reis, Albert; Aug. 21, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. L, Nov. 18, ’62.

Scheible, John ; Oct. 1, 61; trans. to Co. B, Nov. 17, 62.

Schleicher, Henry; Aug. 14, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. D, Nov.
18, *62.

Schweitzer, Philip; Sept. 13, 61; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 18, ’62.

Sepp, Charles; Aug. 18, °62; recruit; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 28, ’62

Siegel, John; Aug. 15, 62; recruit ; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 18, ’62.

Pioaing: Frederick; Aug. 20, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. H, Nov.
18, °62.

Stopleman, Richard; April 12, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. H.

Stussy, Jacob ; Sept. 25,’61; trans. to vet. res. corps; dis. Sept. 21, °64;
trans. from Co. M.

Thiele, John; Sept. 25, ’61; trans. to Co. G, Nov. 18, ’62.

Thier, Peter; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 18, ’62.

Traudt, Ernest; Aug. 15, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. D.

Trautwein, John; Sept. 25, 61; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 18, ’62.

Ulrich, Martin ; Sept. 13, 61; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 18, 62.

Vanderveer, David G.; March 1,’64; recruit; trans. toS. R. S., March
24, 64.

Westerman, Ferdinand; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 18, 62.

Woodsides, Fenwick A.; Sept. 2, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

Zimmerlin, John; Sept. 25, 61; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 18, ’62.

Zipfel, Matthias; Aug. 6, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. D, Nov. 18, ’62.

DIED.

John R. Scherf, corp.; Sept. 14, 61; died on board brig ‘‘ Dragoon’
near Newbern, N. C., March 21, ’62.
432 Ninta NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

John Albert, bugler; Sept. 18, 61; taken prisoner at Goldsboro, N. C.,
Dec. 17, 62; exchanged July 17, °63; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, ’64; recorded at Pension Dept. as killed at Free
Bridge, Va., June 16, 64; trans. to Co. L; trans. from Co. M;
re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Bader, John; Sept. 25, 62; recruit; drowned at Newbern, N. C., July
10, 63; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 7;
trans. from Co. M. ;

Bauer, Andreas ; Sept. 30, ’61; died at div. No. 1 gen. hos., Annapolis,
Md., Dec. 7, 64; paroled prisoner; buried at Annapolis, Md.; trans.
from Co. M.: re-en. Dec. 20, 63.

Clayton, William; Sept. 17, ’61; missing in action at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, '64; died at Florence, S. C., Nov. 18,64; trans. from
Co. M.; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63.

Dreher, August ; Sept. 30, ’61; died of jaundice at Newbern, N. C., Aug.
12, 63; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 5;
trans. from Co. M.

Dugan, Thomas ; Sept. 17, ’61; died of pros fever at U. S. army gen.
hosp., Newbern, N. C., April 30, °65; buried at Newbern nat. ceme-
tery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 15; trans. from Co. M.; re-en. Jan. 18, 64. .

Eckel, John J.; Oct. 26, ’61; died at Roanoke, N. C., Feb. 27, 62, of
wounds received in action at Roanoke Island, N. C.; buried at New-
bern‘nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 102.

Fredericks, Henry ; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; died of typhoid fever
at Greensboro, N. C., June 20, 65 ; trans. from Co. K.

Heilman, John G.; July 16,62; recruit ; died of consumption at Mower
U. S. army gen. hosp., Philadelphia, Pa., Dec. 7, °64; buried at
Philadelphia, Pa.; trans. from Co. M.

Hendrickson, Richard; March 2, ’64; recruit; taken prisoner at
Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; died of pneumonia at Div. No. 1,
U.S. army gen. hosp., unapels Md., Jan. 3, 65; paroled pris-
oner; buried at Annapolis, Md.

Hulfish Caleb ; Sept. 17, 61; died at field hosp. 18th corps, near Peters-
burg, Va., July 12, ’64, of wounds received before Petersburg, Va.;
buried at Poplar Grove nat. cemetery, Va.; trans. from Co. M; re-
en. Nov. 25, ’63.

Kuhn, Rudolph ; Sept. 30, 61; died of diarrhoea, at Andersonville, Ga.,
Aug. 9, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga., grave
5,085 ; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Macker, Francis ; Sept. 13, 61; killed at Cold Harbor, Va., June 4, ’64;
trans. from Co. M; re-en. Nov. 25, 63.

Marsh, George ; Aug. 20, ’62; recruit ; killed at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
16, ’64; trans. from Co. M.

McLarren, Thomas; Sept. 17, 61; killed at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, ’62;
trans. from Co. M.

Meiss, Albert ; Sept. 13,61; died of typhoid fever at Roanoke, N. C., Mar.
16,62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 128.

Muller, Franz; Sept. 13, ’61; died Feb. 8, ’62, of wounds received at
Roanoke Island, N. C.; both legs amputated.

Muller, William ; Oct. 8, “61; died March 19, ’62, of wounds received at
Newbern, N. C.; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 101.

Neary, Edward C.; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; died of typhoid fe-
ver at division hosp., Greensboro, N. C., May 81, ’65; buried at Ra-
leigh nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 28, grave 4,

Newbern, William H.; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr; recruit; died at Finley U. S.
army gen. hos., Washington, D. C., June 8, ’65; trans. from Co. K.

Noll, Herman, Sept. 18, ’61; wounded at Swift Creek, Va., May 9, 64;
taken prisoner at Drewry’s Bluff, May 16, ’64; died of dysentery at
Andersonville, Ga., Aug. 25, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Ander-
sonville, Ga., grave 6,780; trans. from Co. M.; re-en. Jan. 18, °64.
Company A. 433

Reamer, John; Sept. 17, ’61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 17, ’62;
killed before Petersburg, Va., Aug. 19, ’64; trans. from Co. M.; re-
en. Nov. 25,.’63.

Rieger, Joseph; Sept. 13, 61; died at Chesapeake gen. hosp., Fortress

‘ “Monroe, Va., May 15, ’64, of wounds received in action at Swift
Creek, Va.; buried at nat. cemetery, Hampton, Va., row 3, sec. D,
grave 12; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Scully, John; Sept. 17, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, 62;
died at field hosp. 18th A. C., July 9, 64, of wounds received before
Petersburg, Va.; buried at City Point nat. cemetery, Va., sec. D,
div. 4, grave 76; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Jan. 18, '64.

Schmalstick, Charles ; Sept. 25, ’61; died of chronic diarrhcea at Fort-
ress Monroe, Va., July 18, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Hampton,
Va., row 4, sec. B, grave 3; trans. from Co. M.

Shortell, Edward ; Sept. 17, ’61; died of yellow fever at Newbern, N.
C., Oct. 27, 64; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C.s sec. 12,
grave 1; trans. from Co. M; re-en. Dec. 20, ’63.

Silvers, William H.; Feb. 29, ’64; recruit; died of disease at field hosp.
near Petersburg, Va., Aug. 1, 64; buried at City Point nat. ceme-
tery, Va., sec. D, div. 4, grave 26.

Stults, Salter S.; June 5, ’62; recruit ; taken prisoner at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, ’64; died at Charleston, S. C., Oct. 64; prisoner of
war; trans, from Co. M.

Trilk, Henry ; Sept. 30,61 ; died at Andersonville, Ga., Sept.,’64 ; trans.
from Co. M.

Turschman, Charles ; Sept. 13, 61; died April 2, ’62, while on furlough,
of wounds received at Newbern, N. C.

Webb, Wilham W.; Sept. 17, ’61; taken prisoner at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, 64; died at Richmond, Va., May 22, 64, of wounds
received in action; buried at nat. cemetery, Richmond, Va.; trans.
from Co. M; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63.

Weitzel, John G.; Sept. 18, 61; killed in action at Newbern, N. C.,
March 14, ’62.

DESERTED.

Charles Henrick, sergt.; Sept. 13, °61 ; deserted July 7, 62, at Newport
barracks, N. C.

Lewis ae a wagoner; Oct. 11, 61; deserted Jan. 8, ’62, at Anna-

olis, Md.

Bavecté, Joseph; Sept. 30, 61; wounded at Goldsboro, N. C., Dec. 17,
62; deserted Feb. 14, °64, while on vet. furlough; trans. from Co.
M; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63.

Clark, William ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; deserted May 28, 65, at
Yanceyville, N. C.

Crawford, James; April 8, ’65 ; 1 yr.; substitute ; deserted June 4, ’65, at
Greensboro, N. C.- 2

Flynn, Thomas; Sept. 16, 64; 1 yr; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Hart, William ; Sept. 22, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Heydecker, Henry ; Sept. 24, ’61; recruit ; deserted Dec. 3, 61, at Tren-
ton, N. J.

Keegan, William ; April 6,65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted April 10, ’65, en
route to regt.

King, William A.; Aug. 20,62; recruit; deserted Aug. 27, ’62, en route
to regt.

Kirsnine Michael Aug. 20, 62; recruit ; deserted Aug. 27,62, en route
to reg. ;

Lautenbach, Christian ; Oct. 8, ’61 ; recruit ; deserted Dec. 3,’61, at Camp
Olden, Trenton, N. J.

Malew, Patrick ; March 23, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Marsh, John; Aug. 20, 62; recruit; deserted Aug. 27, 62, en route to
regt.
434 Ninta NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Mulligan, John; Sept. 17, 61; deserted June 18, ’63, at Trenton, N. J.,
while on furlough ; trans. from Co. M.

Musket, Hermann ; Oct. 11, 61; deserted Nov. 28, 61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Muttenzer, Xaver ; Sept. 18, 61; deserted Nov. 12, ’61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J. ’

Pelar, John ; Sept. 18, 61; deserted Sept. 18, ’61, at Camp Olden, Tren-
ton, N. J.

Reidmuller, Louis; Oct. 1, ’61; deserted Oct. 11, ’61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Scanlin, John; March 14, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted June 20, ’65, at
Greensboro, N. C.; trans. from Co. G.

Thompson, Charles W.; March 17, ’64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; deserted Aug, 28, ’64, near Petersburg, Va.

FinaL RECORD UNKNOWN.
Zink, Henry ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. from Co. M.

COMPANY B.

Cornelius W. Castner, capt. ; Oct. 22, 61; resigned Oct. 11, 62.
Charles H. Sofield, capt. ; Oct. 11, 62; 2d lieut. Oct. 22, ’61; Ist lieut.
May 16, 62; capt. vice Castner resigned ; resigned April 10, ’64.
Thomas W. Burnett, capt.; April 13, 64; 1st sergt. Sept. 18, 61; 2d
lieut., June 11, ’62; 1st lieut. Dec. 29, 62; capt. vice Sofield re-

signed ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Luzerne Bartholomew, 1st lieut. ; Oct. 22, 61; resigned April 30, ’62.

Lewis D. Sheppard, 1st lieut ; April 13, 64; 2d lieut. Co. F, Jan. 8, 63;
1st lieut. vice Burnett prom.; prom. capt. Co. F, Feb. 10, ’65.

John Bennett, 1st lieut. ; April 10, 65; corp. Sept. 18, 61; sergt. June
11, 62; re-en. Nov. 26, °63; 2d lieut. March 16, ’65; 1st lieut. vice
Sheppard prom.; dis. July 12, °65.

Ethelbert E. Hubbs, 2d lieut.; Dec. 29, 62; sergt. Sept. 18, ’62 ; 1st sergt.
June 11, 62; 2d lieut. vice Burnett prom.; resigned Dec. 8, ’63.
James Loughlin, 2d lieut.; Dec. 8, 63; sergt. Sept. 18, 61; wounded at
Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, 62; 1st sergt. Dec. 29, 62; re-en. Nov.
a er 2d lieut. vice Hubbs resigned ; prom. 1st lieut. Co. G, Aug.

29, °64.

Richard E. Cogan, 2d lieut.; Sept. 10, 64; private Aug. 8, 62; corp.
April 1,63; 2d lieut. vice Loughlin prom.; 1st lieut. March 16, ’65 ;
not mustered ; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65. ‘

Manning Youmans, 1st sergt.; Aug. 8, 62; recruit; corp. Feb. 20, 63 ;
wounded at Winton, N. C., July 26, 63; sergt. March 26, ’64; 1st
sergt. May 1, ’65; dis. at. Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Frank Jerome, 1st sergt.; May 20, 64; recruit; Ist sérgt. June 15, 65;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Theodore DeHart, sergt.; Sept. 18, 61; corp. Sept. 18, 61; sergt. Oct.
16, 63 ; taken prisoner on piquet April 7, 62; paroled in ’63; dis.
Dec. 7, ’64. ;

George EK. Larter, sergt.; Aug. 8, 62; recruit; corp. May 28, °63; pri-
vate July +, ’64; corp. Dec. 31, 64; sergt. Feb. 11, 65; dis. at
Greensboro, N. C., June 14, 65.

Moses C. Blakeny, sergt.; Sept. 18, 61; corp. Sept. 18, 61; taken pris-
oner on piquet April 7, 62; paroled Feb., 63; sergt. May 28, 63;
re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65. : "

Alexander Hunt, sergt.; Sept. 18, 61; corp. Nov. 28, 62; re-en. Dec.
20, 63; sergt. Dec. 31, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Adolph Street, sergt.; Sept. 25, 61; trans. from Co. A; re-en. Jan. 18,
’64; corp. March 1, ’64; sergt. May 1, 65; dis. July 12, ’65.

Edward F. Bond, sergt.; Sept. 18, 61; corp. Dec. 1, 62; re-en. Nov. 26
63; sergt. June 15, °65; dis. July 12, 65. ?
Company B. 435

William Rule, corp.; Sept. 18, 61; corp. Nov. 28, 62; re-en. Jan.
64; dis. July 12, 65° ? ; si

John C. Youngs, corp.; Oct. 4, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, °64; corp. March 1,
64; wounded at Gardner’s bridge, N. C., Dec. 8,64; dis. July 12,’65.

John Lowton, corp.; Oct. 8, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. July 1, 64;
dis. July 12, 65.

Abraham Dock, corp.; Oct. 30, 61; wounded at Young’s Cross Roads,
aE Nae July 27, 63; re-en. Dec. 20, 63 ; corp. Dec. 31, 64; dis. July

Ebenezer Hall, corp.; Sept. 27, 61; re-en. Nov. 26, 63; corp. Feb. 11,
65 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Seth R. Hubbard, corp.; Sept. 28, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. June
15, °65; dis. July 12, ’65.

Francis A. Kenyon, corp.; Feb. 12, 64; recruit; corp. June 15, ’65 ; dis.
July 12, 65.

John Bender, corp.; Jan. 1,’62; recruit; re-en. Jan. 18,’64; corp. June
15, 65; dis. July 12, ’65.

John H. Lages, corp.; Aug. 20, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. A; corp.
Feb. 11, 65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Charles Lamair, corp. ; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; corp. May 1,
°65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65. =

James Prall, musician, Oct. 2, °61; re-en. Jan 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Francis Hage, musician; Sept. 18, 61; trans. from Co. A; re-en. Jan.

~ 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Isaac Dock, wagoner; Oct. 2,61; wagoner, March, ’64; re-en. Jan.
18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Acker, Francis; Feb. 29, ’64; recruit; wounded at Walthall, Va.,
May 6, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Anderson, Thomas; Sept. 27, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Barnes, Stephen A.; Jan. 29, °64; recruit; trans. from Co. E; dis. at
New York city, Aug. 11, ’65.

Barth, Joseph; Jan. 5, 65; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Bauer, Michael; April 12, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Mower U. 8. army
gen. hosp., Philadelphia, Pa., July 18, ’65.

Bemspach, Michael; Oct 1, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. G; dis.
at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, 765.

Bickel, Jacob; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Bonet, August; May 9,’64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Bradford, David C.; Sept. 18, 61; sergt. Sept. 18, 61; private May 2,
68; taken prisoner on piquet April 7, ’62; paroled in ’63; dis.
May 6, ’65.

Brown, Charles E.; Mar. 27, °65; lyr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Brown, Thomas H.; Aug. 8, 62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Buckley, Daniel; Feb. 1, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Burns, James; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Burns, John J.; April 7, 65; Les recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Cahill, Francis ; Sept. 18, 61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Caldwell, Thomas; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Carolan, Patrick; Oct. 6,64; l yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Chew, Eli; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Church, George W.; Oct. 8, 61; re-en. Nov. 26, 63; dis. at New York
city, Aug. 11, 65.

Clerkin, John; Sept. 18, 61; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Clayton, Beverly; Feb. 11, ’64; recruit; dis. J wy 12, 65.

Coburn, Charles A.; Sept. 18, 61; deserted April 63; returned to duty
July 27, 64; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

‘Coeyman, Joseph O.; Oct. 19, 63; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Cosgrove, Daniel; Oct. 18, 61; taken prisoner on piquet April 7, 62;
paroled in 63; dis. Dec. 8, 64.
436 Ninta New Jersey VETERAN VOLS.

Crawford, James; Sept. 18, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Danberry, John ; Sept. 18, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62; re-en. Nov. 26, 63; dis. July 12, ’65.

Deady, John; Sept. 18, 61; taken prisoner at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
16, °64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., May 19, ’65.

Dennis, Daniel; Sept. 18, 61; re-en. Nov. 26, ’63; dis. July 12, 65.

Denton, Charles C.; Feb. 24, 65; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Egan, Thomas; Sept. 18, 61; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Faughy, John; Jan. 5, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Gardner, Thomas C.; Aug. 14, 62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, 65.

Garrabrant, Edward; March 27, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.
Garrabrant, Minard; Aug. 8, 62; recruit; wounded at Cold Harbor,
Va., June 8, 64; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65. 3

Garrison, Menzies; Feb. 25, 65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.
Gestenmier, Michael; Aug. 20, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. A; dis. at
Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65. :
Giles, Runyon V.; Jan. 13, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.
Givenwein, George; May 20, ’63; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.
Gould, Richard N.; Sept. 18, ’61; wounded at Havelock, N. C., ’62; dis.
Dec. 7, ’64.
Greathead, William ; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.
Gray, David V. D.; Sept. 18, 61; on detached service; dis. at Norfolk,
Va., Sept. 22, 64.
Haas, Joseph ; Nov. 21, 61; trans. from Co. A; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; two
wounds before Petersburg, Va., July 30, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.
Hagerty, Daniel; Sept. 18, ’61; dis. Dec. 8, *64.
Hall, Reuben ; Feb. 27, 64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.,
“ -May 16, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65. ;
‘Hamman, John; Sept. 30,64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.
Harrigan, William D.; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greens-
boro, N. C., June 14, 65.
Headley, Henry ; Sept. 18, 61; dis. Sept. 26, ’64.
Hea James P.; Aug. 20,62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June
14, ’65.
Hennion, George W.; Aug. 15, 62; recruit ; trans. from Co. A; dis. at
Greensboro, N. C., June 14, 65.
Herbert, Charles ; April 18, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.
Hilde, Charles; Sept. 28, 61; trans. from Co. A; re-en. Dec. 20, 63;
dis. July 12, ’65.
Hoff, John; Sept. 18, 61; trans. from Co. A; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis.
at McDougal gen. hosp., New York Harbor, Ji uly 19, ’65. :
Hopkins, Simeon F.; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65. :
Howell, William ; March 1, ’65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, °65.
Hughes, Theodore V.; Sept. 18, 61; taken prisoner on piquet, April 7,
62 ; paroled in ’63 ; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.
Jacobs, Theodore ; Sept. 28, °64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65. *
ne: eres Jan. 28,64; recruit; trans. from Co. F; dis. July
, 6D. "
Jayne, John §.; Sept. 28, 61; wounded at Goldsboro, N. C., 62; re-en.
Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, °65.
Johnson, William (1); Dec. 3, ’61; re-en. Nov. 26, 63 ; wounded at Cold
Harbor, Va., July 10, 64; dis. July 12, °65.
Johnson, William (2); Sept. 29, 64 ; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.
Jones, John P.; March 1, 65 ; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.
Jurgens, John R.; Oct. 1,64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.
ComPANny B. 437

Krum, Karl; Sept. 30, 64 ; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.
Lare, William H.; Oct. 4, 61 ; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.
Lawless, Peter; Sept. 24, ’61; dis. Sept. 30, 64.
yt a April 12, ’65; Lyr.; recruit; dis. at Trenton, N. J., Aug.
, 65.

Lowton, George ; March 8, ’64; recruit ; wounded at Cold Harbor, June
8, °64; dis. July 12, ’65.

McAndrew, Allen; Jan. 12, 64; recruit ; wounded at Petersburg, Va.,
July 2,64; dis. July 12, ’65.

McClay, James ; Sept. 18, ’61; dis. at Trenton, N. J., Dec. 31, ’64.

McCollom, James ; Jan. 8, 65; recruit ; dis. J uly 12, ’65.

McKloskey, Peter; April 6, °65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Monahan, Thomas; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Moore, William H.; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March
14, 62; re-en. Nov. 26, 63; dis. Sept. 6, ’65.

Morris, William ; Oct. 8, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, ’63; wounded and taken
prisoner on piquet April 7, ’62; wounded twice July 6, °63, and
again at Drewy’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; dis. July 12, 65.

Nevius, Benjamin F.; Jan. 5, ’62; recruit; dis. Jan. 5, ’65.

Newton, James; Feb. 24, 65; Lyr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, 65.

O’Rourke, Michael ; May 9, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Osborne, Charles C.; Jan. 16, 65; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

ee Aug. 21, °62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June
14, ’65.

Palmer, Benjamin F.; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, 65.

Paul, George ; Jan. 3, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Perry, James A.; Feb. 24,639; lyr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Pierman, Garret V.; Feb. 27, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Pierson, Wesley ; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Prager, Frederick N.; Aug. 8, ’62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, *65.

Putnam, Isaac F.; Sept. 5, 62 ; recruit; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 8,
“65.

Riley, Owen ; Jan. 19, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, °65.

Roeser, Louis ; Jan. 3, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Ryno, Henry C.; Aug. 23, 64; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. from Co. H; dis.
at Greensboro, N. C., July 14, 65.

Shaw, Errick C.; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, °65.

Sheehan, John ; Sept. 18, 61 ; dis. Dec. 8, *64.

Sherry, Peter ; Sept. 18, ’61 ; dis. at Trenton, N. J., May 10, ’65.

Skillman, Joakim; Sept. 18, ’61; absent without leave from Jan. 8, ’62,
to Aug. 1, 64; dis. July 12, 65.

Smith, George; Sept. 2, 62 ; recruit ; wounded at Petersburg, Va.; dis.
at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, 65.

Smith, John H.; Sept. 18, 61 ; dis. Dec. 8, "64.

Stout, John §.; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. July 12, 65.

Stryker, William H.; Oct. 1, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, "64; dis. July 12, 65.

Taylor, William J.; Aug. 14, ’62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, 65. ;

Thompson, Walter S.; Aug. 14, ’62; recruit; dis. at Jarvis gen. hosp.,
Baltimore, Md., June 26, ’65.

Thompson, William ; Jan. 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12,65.

Tutenberg, Henry M.; Sept. 18, 61; taken prisoner on piquet, April 7,
62; deserted Nov. 1, 62; returned to duty Sept. 1, 63; dis. Dec.
8, 64.

VanBrunt, Alfred; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, 65. :

Vanbuskirk, James ; Sept. 18, 61; re-en. Nov. 26, ’63; taken prisoner in
front of Petersburg while acting as a scout, July 10, 64; paroled
March, ’65; dis. July 12, ’65.
438 NintH NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Vanderhoef, Robert B.; Sept. 18, 61; corp. Sept. 18, ’61 ; private Dec.
63; wounded at Batcheldor’s creek, N. C., while defending a tele-
graph station ; dis. Dec. 8, 64

Virtue, Thomas W.; Aug. 4, ’62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Voorhees, John H.; Oct. 5, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Wagner, Jacob; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.

White, Robert H.; Sept. 18, 61 ; corp. Sept. 18, 61; re-en. Nov. 26, 63 ;

rivate April 10, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.
Williams, Charles E.; Feb. 24, 65 ; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, 65.

DISCHARGED.

James M. Dunham, sergt.; Sept. 18, 61; dis. at Carolina City, N. C.,
May 28, ’63 ; disability.

Isaac L. Gordon, sergt.; Sept. 18, ’61 ; dis. at Morehead City, Nov. 17, 62.

John L. Pierson, corp.; Sept. 18, 61; dis. at St. Helena Island, S. C.,
March 28, ’63 ; disability.

John Lawrence, corp; Oct. 6, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Oct. 18, ’62;
disability.

Acker, Philip; Oct. 1, 61; dis. at gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Sept. 8,
°62 ; wounds received at Newbern, N. C.

Benjamin, John F.; Sept. 28, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov.
19, ’63 ; disability.

Bloodgood, Phineas F.; Oct. 12, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Oct.
28, °62 ; accidentally wounded.

Bolton, Levi; Aug. 19, ’62; recruit; dis. at Newport News, Va., Nov.
20, ’63 ; disability.

Booream, Edgar J. ; Oct. 12, 61; dis. at Camp Olden, Trenton, N. J.,
Nov. 2, °61; disability.

Boudinot, Wilham B.; Sept. 26, ’61; dis. at Camp Olden, Trenton, N.
J., Nov. 2, 61; disability.

eree ee Oct. 14, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 17, ’63 ;

isability.

Buckley, Thomas; Sept. 26, ’61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 17,
62; disability.

Butterworth, Jonathan; Sept. 18, ’61; wounded at Newbern, N. C.,
March 14, ’62; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 30, ’63 ; disability.

Casler, John W.; Sept. 26, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 30, 63 ;
disability.

Danberry, Henry M.; Sept. 26, 61; dis. at Washington, D. C., Oct. 18,
°62; wounds received at Newbern, N. C.

Danberry, William ; Sept. 18, ’61; dis. at Annapolis, Md., Jan. 22, 63;
paroled prisoner.

Dow, William Edward ; Sept. 28, 61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C.,
Aug. 4, ’62; disability.

Dye, Walter; Sept. 2, 61; dis. at Newport News, Va., Nov. 20, ’63 ;
wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, 63.

Fowler, Joseph W.; Sept. 26, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 17, ’62;
disability.

Hoffman, John ; Sept. 13, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 12, ’63; dis-
ability ; trans. from Co. A.

ais a ; Sept. 25, °61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 23, ’62; dis-
ability.

Knowles, David G.; Sept. 25, ’61 ; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 28, ’62 ;
disability.

Labone, Wallace W.; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov.
17, ’62 ; wounds received at Roanoke Island, N. C.

eye q otricks Sept. 27, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., March 1, ’63; dis-
ability. :

Montalvo, Frank; Feb. 11, 64; recruit; dis. at Ward U. S. army gen.
hosp., Newark, N. J., Oct. 10,’64; disability.
Company B. 439

Nichols, Sylvester ; Sept. 26,61 ; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 17,’62.
Fenny, _ eee R.; Sept. 26, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 7, °63.
isability.
Reynolds, James ; Sept. 26, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
762; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 17, ’62 ; disability.
Silcox, Bergen ; Sept. 24, 61 ; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, ’62;
dis. at Newport News, Va., Nov. 19, 63; disability.
Voorhees, John C.; Oct. 8, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 28, ’62; dis-
ability.
TRANSFERRED.

Avery, Edward F.; March 16, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. C.

Barker, Chauncey W.; April 13, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Brown, John B.; March 17, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. C.

Casey, James ; March 16, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. H.

Conover, Ananias M.; Feb. 27, ’64; recruit ; trans. to Co. F.

Cunningham, Lawrence; April 12, '65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. K.

Day, Samuel; March 29, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. D.

DeForrest, Charles ; Feb. 23, 65 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. E.

Dingler, Marcus ; Feb. 4, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Doldy, John M.; Feb. 5, ’64; recruit ; trans. to Co. E.

Donnelly, William H.; April 7, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Driscoll, Timothy ; April 3, ’65 ; lyr.; recruit; trans. to Co. D.

Dunn, William ; Feb. 3, 65 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. F.

Dye, Isaac 8.; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. C, 4th regt., Oct. 21, ’61.

Eckert, Valentine ; June 19, ’62; recruit; trans. to vet. res. corps, June
24, 64; discharged June 19, 65.

English, Owen ; April 12, 65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. K.

Garretson, Dumont ; Sept. 18, ’61 ; trans. to Co. C, 4th regt.

Garrison, John C; March 16, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Harrison, Ralph ; Feb. 4, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Houghton, Michael ; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. C, 4th regt.

Jackson, Matthew ; Sept. 18, ’61; trans. to Co. C, 4th regt.

Jordan, John L.; April 13, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Meyers, John; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps; dis. Sept. 21, 64.

Moss, Aaron; Jan. 19, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. E..

Randall, William; Jan. 31, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to.Co. E.

Reinhart, Henry; Jan. 31, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Shardlow, William ; Sept. 18, ’61; trans. to Co. C, 4th regt.

Sweeze, Warren W.; Sept, 18, ’61; wounded on piquet April 7, 62;
trans. to vet. res. corps; dis. Sept. 21, ’64.

Thompson, Thomas; July 23, ’63; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Vandervoort, Virgil; Jan. 30, 65; recruit ; trans. to Co. C.

Vandeventer, John; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. C, 4th regt.

Walters, Gustavus; Feb. 1, ’65 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. E.

Weatherby, Charles; April 13, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Youmans, William G.; Feb. 17, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

DIED.

Silas P. Strong, sergt.; ae 18, 61; missing at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.,
May 16, '64 ; supposed dead ; corp. Sept. 18, 61; sergt. Nov. 18, 62 ;
re-en. Jan. 18, 64

Eugene M. Hayes, sergt.; Sept. 18, 61; drowned at the foot of Barclay
street, New York, Oct. 24, ’63, while on furlough ; corp. Sept. 18,
61; sergt. Dec. 29, ’62.

William L. Cisco, corp.; Nov. 19, 61; missing at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.,
May 15, ’64, supposed dead; corp. Oct. 16, 63 ; re-en. Nov. 26, ’63.

Bonnet, Jacob; Sept. 25, 61; died of brain fever at Chesapeake gen.
hosp., Fortress Monroe, Va., June 24, °64; buried at nat. cemetery,
Hampton, Va., row 6, sec. D, grave 33; trans. from Co. A; re-en.
Nov. 26, ’63.
440 NINTH NEW JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Bough, Charles ; Sept. 18,61; died at Div. No. 1 gen. hosp., Annapolis,
Md., Dec. 17, 64; paroled prisoner; buried at Anhapolis, Md,; re-
en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Cook, Alfred ; Feb; 26, 64; recruit; killed at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
16, *64.

Dennis, Charles ; Sept. 18, 61; killed before Petersburg, Va, July 10,
64; buried at Poplar Grove nat. cemetery, Va., div. D, sec. C,
grave 66; re-en. Nov. 26, 63.

Disbrow, Ferdinand; Oct. 16, 61; died at hosp., Roanoke, N. C., March
19,62, of wounds received at Roanoke Island, N. C.; buried at New-
bern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 13. F

Ewing, Samuel A.; Feb. 1, 64; recruit; died at gen. nee Washing-
ton, D. C., July 8, 64, of wounds received at Cold Harbor, Va.;
buried at nat. cemetery, Arlington, Va.

Groff, Gustavus ; Oct. 9, °63; recruit; died of gunshot wounds at Rich-
mond, Va., June 6, ’64; buried at nat. cemetery, Richmond, Va.
Lidgett, James ; Jan. 28, ’64; recruit; died of heart disease at Greens-
boro, N..C., June 14, 65; buried at Raleigh nat. cemetery, N. C.,

sec. 23, grave 7; trans. from Co. K.

Moore, Martin ; Oct. 1, 61; died at hosp., Newbern, N. C., April 21, ’62,
of wounds received at Newbern,-N. C.; buried at Newbern nat.
cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 71.

Moore, Thomas B.; Dec. 29, ’61; missing at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
16, ’64, supposed dead ; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Putnam, Thomas J.; Aug. 8, 62; recruit; died at field hosp., near
Petersburg, Va., July 14, ’64, of wounds received before Petersburg,
Va.; buried at City Point nat. cemetery, Va., sec. E, div. 1, grave 150.

Reis, Christopher ; Sept. 18, ’61; accidentally shot at Williamston, N.
C., Nov. 3, 62; buried at Plymouth, N. C.

Roe, Edward; Sept. 18, ’61; died of consumption on transport ‘‘ Cos-
sack,” on the passage from Roanoke Island to Newbern, N. C., April
18, 62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 95.

Scheible, John; Oct. 1, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, ’62;
died of typhoid fever and diarrhoea at Whitehall U. S. army gen.
hosp., near Bristol, Pa., Jan. 21, 65; buried at Bristol, Pa.; re-en.
Jan. 5, ’64; trans. from Co. A.

Soper, Charles D.; Sept. 18, 61; died of typhoid fever at Newbern, N.’
C., Aug. 19, 63; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 34.

DESERTED.

Edward Currie, corp.; Sept. 28,61; deserted Sept. 5,68, at New Bruns-
wick, N. J., while on furlough.

Abrams, Cornell S.; Sept. 28,61; deserted Nov. 11,’61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Benjamin, Selah ; Sept. 18, 61; deserted Dec., '62, at Newbern, N. C.-

Birney, Thomas ; Oct. 12, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
*62; deserted Aug. 8, ’62, while on furlough.

Brennan, William ; Sept. 30, ’64;°1 yr.; substitute; deserted June 18,
65, at Greensboro, N. C.

Clark, Charles ; March 18,65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Collins, William ; Sept. 26, 61; deserted Oct. 1, 61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Daley, Michael; Oct. 15,'61; deserted Oct. 28,61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Demot, ne Sept. 18, 61; deserted Sept. 18, ’61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Devitt, William ; Jan. 19, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted July 6, ’65, at
Greensboro, N. C.

Dugan, Michael; Aug. 25, ’62; recruit; deserted Aug. 25, ’62, at Tren-
ton, N. J.
Company C. 441

Dye, Walter J.; Sept. 18,61; deserted Oct. 2,61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Gibney, Joseph B.; Sept. 18, 61; deserted while on furlough; re-en.

Jan. 18, 64.

Harrison, James; Jan. 20, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted July 6, ’65.

Kelly, James ; Aug. 29, 62; recruit ; deserted en route to regt.

King, C. Irwin ; Sept. 18, 61; deserted Sept. 18, 61, at Camp Olden,

‘Prenton, N. J.

Meyer, Edward; Aug. 26, 63; recruit; deserted Sept. 7, 63, en route

to regt.

Miller, Edward; Jan. 20, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted June 2, 65, at
Greensboro, N. C.

Munslow, Isaac P. H.; Oct. 1, 61; deserted Nov. 2, 61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Murphy, James ; Sept. 24,61; taken prisoner on piquet in 62; deserted
while on furlough.

Bory wee F.; Sept. 5, 62; recruit; deserted Sept. 5, ’62, at Tren-

n, N. J.

Nicholson, John T.; Aug. 25, ’62; recruit; deserted April 20, °64.

Numan, William H.; Oct. 12, ’61; deserted Nov. 6, 61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Owens, Patrick ; Oct. 10,62; recruit; deserted Oct. 20, 62, at Trenton,

N. J.

Shafer, Robert; April 22,°64; recruit; deserted July 30, 64, near
Petersburg, Va.

Wheeler, Frederick H.; Jan. 30,65; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

FinaL RECORD UNKNOWN.

Carter, John H.; Sept. 26, ’61.

Kinkle, Charles; Nov. 17, °64; 1 yr.; recruit.

Meagher, Peter; Sept. 18, ’61; re-en. Nov. 26, ’63; sick at gen. hosp.,
Hampton, Va., June 8, ’64.

O’Conner, Daniel ; Sept. 23, 63; recruit; paroled at N. E. Ferry, N. C.
March 3, ’65.

COMPANY C.

Charles B. Hopkinson, Spe Oct. 22, ’61; resigned March 26, ’63.
Edwin 8. Harris, capt.; March 27, ’63; 1st lieut. Oct. 22, 61; capt. vice
Hopkinson resigned ; killed at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64.

A. Benson Brown, capt.; Aug. 29, 64; 1st sergt. Sept. 10, ’61 ; 2d lieut.
March 9, ’62; 1st lieut. March 27, ’63; capt. vice Harris killed ; re-
signed Jan. 21, 65, to accept appointment as capt. 11th regt. vet.
res. corps.

James Loughlin, capt.; Feb. 18,65; 1st lieut. Co. G, Aug. 29,’64; capt.
vice Brown resigned ; dis. July 12, ’65.

William D. Rogers, 1st lieut.; Aug. 29, 64; sergt. Sept. 10, 61; Ist
sergt.; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, 62; 2d lieut. March
27, °63; 1st lieut. vice Brown prom.; resigned June 5, ’65.

Edward H. Green, 1st lieut.; June 22, ’65; 2d lieut. Co. D, Jan. 14, 765 ;
1st lieut. vice Rogers resigned ; dis. July 12, 65. _..

Joel W. Clift, 2d lieut.; Oct. 22, 61; resigned Feb. 14, ’62. :

Richard J. Berdan, 2d lieut.; Aug. 29, 64; Ist sergt. Co. E; 2d lieut.
vice Rogers prom.; prom. qr. mr. Feb. 10, ’65. ’ /

Henry Hopper, 2d lieut.; Feb. 10, 65; 1st sergt. Co. E; 2d lieut. vice
Berdan prom.; prom. 1st lieut. Co. E, April 22, ’65.

William Van Brunt, 2d lieut.; April 1, 65; corp. Sept. 10, 61; sergt.
March 1, ‘62; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; Ist sergt.; prom. 2d lieut. vice
Hopper prom.; dis. July 12, ’65.

William W. Hooper, 1st sergt.; Sept. 10, 61; corp. March 5, °62;
wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; sergt.
Sept. 9, 64; Ist sergt. May 14, ’65; dis. July 12, ’65.
442 Ninto New JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Charles H. Thompson, sergt.; Sept. 10,’61; dis. Dec. 8, 64

Henry C. Cooper, sergt.; Sept. 10, 61 ; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec.
14, 62; corp. Jan. 16, 63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; sergt. Sept. 9, °64;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Edward H. Estlack, sergt.; Sept. 10, 61; corp. Jan. 16,63; re-en. Jan.
18,’64; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; sergt. Dee. 8,
64; dis. July 12, ’65.

John Garrigan, sergt.; Sept. 10, 61; corp. Jan. 16, ’63; re-en. Jan. 18,
64; dis. July 12, 65.

David D. Burch, sergt.; Sept. 10, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C.,
Dec. 16, 62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. Dec. 3, 64; sergt. May 14,
65; dis. July 12, ’65.

John H. A. Jacobus, corp.; Sept. 10, 61; corp. Jan. 16, '62; dis. Dec.
8, 64,

Theodore J. Hibbs, corp.; Sept. 10, 61; dis. at gen. hosp., Beaufort,
N. C., Sept. 19, 64.
Frederick Dotson, corp.; April 18, 64; recruit; corp. Sept. 9, ’64; dis.
July 12, ’65.
John Corcoran, corp.; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Nov. 25,68; dis. July 12, ’65.
Richard Williams, corp.; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. Dec. 3,
64; dis. July 12, ’65.
Samuel Voegtlen, corp.; July 6, ’68; recruit; corp. Dec. 3, 64; dis.
July 12, 65.
James F. McKelvy, corp.; March 8, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. D;
corp. May 14, ’65; dis. July 12, 65.
Andrew B. Cline, corp.; Sept. 10, 61; wounded at Goldsboro bridge,
N. C.; dis. at Harewood gen. hosp., Washington, D. C., Sept. 29, ’64.
ee Bnopels musician; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, 63; dis.
uly 12, 65.
Patrick H. McDonald, musician; Sept. 10,61; re-en. Jan. 18, '64;
taken prisoner at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.
a sVOonteets wagoner ; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July
2, °65.

» 65.

Anglo, Charles P.; Feb. 23, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K;
dis. July 12, ’65.

eye Edward F.; March 16, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B;

is. July 12, 65.
Bakley, Jesse; Feb. 26, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, °65.
Bakely, Joseph W.; Sept. 10, ’61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; taken prisoner
‘ at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Ball, William ; Feb. 16, '64; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Bauman, Conrad; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, °65.

Blackfan, John W.; Sept. 10, 61; asst. surg. Ist. N. J. cav. March 16, ’63.

Bonnefoy, Antoine; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, *65,

Brick, Edward W.; March 6, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Brown, Charles; Jan. 30, 65; recruit; dis. at Ward gen. hosp.,
Newark, N. J., July 81, ’65.

Brown, Henry L.; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Bon ae March 17, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis.

uly 12, °65.

Budding, Charles ; Feb. 22, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Bush, William ; March 22, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis.
July 12, °65.

Cambern, Benjamin B.; Feb. 29, ‘64; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis.
at Trenton, N. J., Aug. 22, °65.

Cambern, Francis E.; March 7, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis.
July 12, ’65. :

Clevingst, Henry A.; Feb. 22, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis. July

Corson, Samuel D.; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, 65.
Company C. 443

Craige, Josiah F.; Sept. 10, 61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Crane, Morris C.; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Conn e, Jerome B.; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; dis. July

Dennis, Isaiah; Feb. 19, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Dennis, John W.; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. at Trenton, N.
J., July 19, ’65.

Doolin, John 8.; March 10, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Drake, Jacob V.; Feb. 17, ’64; recruit; dis. at Ward gen. hosp.,
Newark, N. J., Aug. 9, ’65.

Elsden, George; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Flock, John, Jr.; March 24, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Forbes, Lorenzo; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, ’63; dis. July 12, ’65.,

Garrison, Jeremiah; April 13, °64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Garrison, John C.; March 16, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B;
dis. July 12, 65.

Garwood, Abraham; Sept. 10, °61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; wounded at
Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Geroe, Daniel B.; Oct. 21, 61; trans. from Co. L; wagoner Oct. 21, ’61;
private Nov. 17, 62; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Giles, Isaac; Jan. 31, ’65; recruit; trans. from Co. A; dis. July 12, ’65.

Gould, George C.; Sept. 10, ’61; corp. Sept. 10, 61; private July 31,
68; re-en. Nov. 25,63; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hand, Enoch W.; Sept. 10, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14,
62; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Harrison, Ralph; Feb. 4, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Hendrickson, Daniel; Sept. 10, 61; wounded at Goldsboro, N. C., Dec.
17, 62; re-en. Dec. 20, 63; dis. July 12, ’65.

Heritage, Job; Sept. 10, 61; wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C., Feb.
8, 62; deserted July 1, ’62 ; returned to duty May 31, 63; dis. Dec.
8, ’64.

Heritage, Richard ; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, °63; dis. July 12, '65.

Hesley, Jacob; Sept. 10, 61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Hoffman, John J.; Feb. 24, 65; Ll yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, ’65

Houk, George; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hoyer, Gottleib; Oct. 21, ’61; trans. from Co. L; served in band; dis.
Dec. 8, ’64.

Johnson, William F., Feb. 26, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis. at
Trenton, N. J., June 5, 65.

Johnson, William M.; Feb. 24, ’65,; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K;
dis. July 12, ’65. i :

Kumpst, Leopold ; Feb. 27, ’64; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Lanagan, William N.; Sept. 10, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, "64.

Ledden, Nathan D.; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, 65. ; ;

Ledden, Samuel; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, 65. :

Leming, Charles; Sept. 10, 61; wounded on piquet at Newport, N. C.,
62; dis. Dec. 8, ’64. ‘ ;

Lewis, Henry ; Feb. 8, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Lightkep, Andrew M.; March 81, ’64; recruit; dis. J uly 12, 65.

Long, John D.; Sept. 10, ’61; re-en. Jan. 22, °64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Long, William; Aug. 4, ’62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,June
14, ’65.

Major, Timothy ; Jan. 30, ’65; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis. July
12, 65.

Manning, Benjamin; Sept. 10, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July
12, ’65. ‘
McCoullough, Francis; March 3, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.
444 Ninto New Jersey VETERAN VOLS.

McFerron, Henry; Feb. 4, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I; dis.
July 12, 65.

Meyers, William; Sept. 10, 61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Miller, Charles; Feb. 24, 65; lyr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Morrison, William M.; Sept. 10, °61; sergt. Sept. 10, 61; re-en. April
6, 64; private; dis. July 12, 65.

Moore, William H.; Feb. 26, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. D; wounded
at Wise’s Fork, N. C., May 10, ’65; dis. July 12, 65.

Mosher, Isaac; March 24, ’64; recruit; dis. at New York May 30, ’65.

Murphy, John; March 5, ’64; recruit; dis. at New York May 27, 65.

Norcross, Samuel V., Feb. 20, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Osborne, Lewis; Jan. 30, °65; recruit; trans. from Co. F; dis. July
12, °65.

Page, Samuel; Sept. 10, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, ’62;
dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Pflaum, Herman; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, °65.

Poppy, John E.; Sept. 10,61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; dis. July 12, 65.

Powlmore, Pierson P.; Feb. 28, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Trenton, N.
J., July 24, ’65.

Riker, Thomas; Sept. 10, 61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Roberts, Isaac H.; Sept. 10, 761; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; paroled prisoner ;
dis. at Trenton, N. J., June 19, 65.

Rogers, Elmer Q. C.; Sept. 10, 61; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Rose, Alfred ; Sept. 10, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, 65.

packles Joseph; Feb. 20, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. E; dis.

uly 12, ’65.

Scharx tons April 8, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Schmidt, Charles; Jan. 18, 65; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Schmitz, Joseph ; Oct. 21, 61; trans. from Co. L; re-en. Jan. 18, 64;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Simmons, Frederick ; March 16, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Bri David Bs Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.

uly 12, ’65.

Spalding, Augustus; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. Aug. 7, ’65.

Spintil, Theodore ; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Stagg, William W.; Sept. 10, ’61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Stockley, James H.; Feb. 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Stout, William H.; Sept. 10, 61; dis. Dec. 7, 64

Strudell, Charles; July 6, 63; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Taylor, Theodore O.; Feb. 23, ‘65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, °65.

Tenetus, Herman; Oct. 21, 61; trans. from Co. L; dis. Dec. 8, *64.

Thorn, Westley ; Sept. 10, 61; corp. Sept. 10, ’61; private Jan. 16, '63;
re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, 65.

Todd, Benjamin H.; Feb. 22, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Tooker, Samuel ; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Trout, William R.; Sept. 10, 61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64

Vanhise, Charles ; Sept. 10, 61; dis. Sept. 21, °64

Voegtlen, Jacob; July 7, °63; recruit; deserted June 19, '64; returned
to duty Aug. 27, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Weigle, William ; Feb. 23, '64; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Wendell, William M.; Sept. 10, 61; corp. Sept. 10, 61; private Jan.
16, 63; dis. Sept. 20, 64.

Wood, Thomas J.; Sept. 10, 61; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

enna an oe Feb. 24, '64; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis. July

DISCHARGED.

Bakely, George M.; Sept. 10, 61; sentenced by G. C. M. to confinement
- ae oom N. C.; dishonorably dis. to date July 12, ’65; re-en.
an. 18, 64.
Company C. 445

Barber, Charles W.; Sept. 10, 61; dis. Nov. 25, 62, to join reg. army.

Binder, Gustav; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. a ;
Aug. 20, °64; disability ; trans. from Co. L; corp. Sept. 30, 61;
private Nov. 17, ’62.

Brawer, David; Feb. 26, 64; recruit; dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark,
N. J., Dec. 15, °64, wounds received in action at Cold Harbor, Va.;
trans. from Co. D.

Carter, David J.; Sept. 10, 61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C., Aug.
31, "62; disability.

Cline, Joseph ; Sept. 10, 61; wounded at Goldsboro bridge, N. C., Dec.
17, 62; dis. at Carolina City, N. C., May 28, ’63; disability.

Clinton, Benjamin; Sept. 10, ’61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C., July
21, ’62, wounds received at Roanoke Island, N. C.

Donaldson, Sylvanus ; Sept. 10, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Aug. 31,
62; disability.

Hiers, John H.; Sept. 10, ’61; dis. at Epiphany hosp., Washington, D.
C., Aug. 11, 62 ; disability.

Hurnburg, Christian; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Trenton, N. J., March 18,
*63, wounds received in action at Kinston, N. C.; corp. Sept. 30, ’61 ;
private Nov. 17, 62; trans. from Co. L.

Hutton, Thomas; Sept. 10, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., March 18, °63;
disability.

Kaiser, John; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at St. Helena Island, S. C., March 17,
68; disability ; trans. from Co. L. :

Kirchguessner, Peter; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Fortress Monroe, Va., May
24, °63, wounds received in action; trans. from Co. L.

Klaproth, Charles; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., March 4, ’63,
disability ; trans. from Co. L.

Kramer, John; May 80, ’62; recruit; dis. at Carolina City, N. C., May
28, °63 ; disability ; trans. from Co. L.

Lowe, Augustus; Sept. 20, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 25, ’62;
disability ; trans. from Co. L.

McCoy, Barney; Sept. 10, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 21, °63;
disability.

Muller, John, (2); Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 21, ’62;
disability ; trans. from Co. L.

Nelson, George; Sept. 10, ’61; dis. at, Washington, D. C., Jan. 21, ’62;
disability.

Oberst, Charles ; Sept. 30, ’61 ; trans. from Co. L; dis. at Carolina City,
N.C., May 28, 63 ; disability.

Pratsh, Thomas; Sept. 20, 61; trans. from Co. L; dis. at Beaufort, N.
C., Nov. 17, ’62; served in band.

Rodney, Adam; Sept. 10, ’61; dis. at Washington, D. C., Nov. 17, ’62;
disability.

Rudrauff, Charles C.; Sept. 10, ’61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C.,
June 9, ’62 ; disability.

Stokes, James R.; Sept. 10, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 12, 62;
disability. ;
Werner, Herman; March 1, ’62; recruit; trans. from Co. L; dis. at

Newbern, N. C., March 4, ’63 ; disability.

Williams, Joseph H.; Sept. 10, ’61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N.C.,
Aug. 31, ’62 ; disability.

Zane, William C.; Sept. 10, '61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 28, 62;
disability.

TRANSFERRED.

Beyer, Charles; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 26, ’62; trans. from
Co. L.

Bohr, Nicholas ; March 24, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. D.

Bradford, Jacob S.; March 20, '65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. F.
Cameron, John; March 8, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. D.
446 Nintu New JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Collins, Isaac ; March 6, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. D.

Conway, John ; Sept. 10, 61; trans. to Co. A; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.
Dennis, Charles ; March 6, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; transferred to Co. D.
Drost, Cornelius ; Sept. 10, ’61 ; trans. to Co. F ; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63.
Gleisner, Benjamin ; May 11,64; recruit ; trans. to Co. G.

Habig, Francis ; March 24, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.

Habig, Leander ; March 24, '65; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Hancock, Thomas S.; March 10, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.
Henry, Isaac ; March 20, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

sr ene Sept. 10, 61; trans, to vet. res. corps; dis. Sept.

Keller, John ; Sept. 10, 61; trans. to Co. D; sergt. Sept. 10, ’61 ; private
Feb. 25, ’62; re-en. Jan. 18, °64.

Kirchner, August ; March 27, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. D.

Koenig, Albert; March 1, ’62; recruit; trans. to vet. res. corps; trans.
from Co. L; dis. Oct. 21, ’64.

Lauer, Sebastian; Dec. 28, ’61; trans. to Co. K; trans. from Co. L;
re-en. Jan. 18, '64.

Measey, William ; Feb. 10, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

Moore, Samuel B.; Feb. 16, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. K.

Mosher, Thompson ; March 24, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

O’Brien, Bernard ; April 12, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. L

Quinn, John; March 20, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Rogers, Albin ; March 18, '65; 1 yr; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Sales, William ; March 30, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. E. —

Smith, Joseph M.; March 6, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; trans, to Co. D.

Springer, Frederick ; Feb. 28, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. D.

umith, James; Dec. 21, 63; recruit ; trans. to Co. F.

DIED.
Dilwyn R. Cowperthwaite, 1st sergt.; Sept. 10, 61; died at U. S. army
en. hos., Hampton, Va., July 15, ’64, of wounds received at

rewry’s Bluff, Va.; re-en. Jan. 18, '64.

Edward P. Smith, sergt.; Sept. 10, ’61; killed before Petersburg, Va.,
May 24, ’64; buried at Poplar Grove nat. cemetery, Va., div. A, sec.
F, grave 5; corp. Sept. 10, 61; sergt. Aug. 8, 63; re-en. Nov.
25, 63.

Adam Weinrich, corp.; Sept. 30, '61; died of diarrhoea at Anderson-
ville, Ga., Aug. 7, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga.,
grave 4,998; sergt. Sept. 30, 61; private Nov. 17, ’62; corp. Jan.
16, 63 ; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; trans. from Co. L.

John W. Hudnut, corp.; Sept. 10, 61; missing at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.,
May 16, ’64; supposed dead; corp. Aug. 8, 63; re-en. Dec. 20, 63.
Atkinson, John; Sept. 10, ’61; died of typhoid fever at Newport Bar-
racks, N. C., June 3, 62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C.,

sec. 12, grave 91.

Bradley, John ; March 20, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; died of chronic diarrhoea
at post hosp., Greensboro, N. C., July 5, ’65; buried at Raleigh nat.
cemetery, N. C., sec. 23, grave 8.

Burton, John R.; Sept 10, °61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14,
°62; missing at Drewry’s Bluff, Va,, May 16, ’64; recorded at war
dept. as died of diarrhoea at Charleston, S. C., Oct. 15, 64; buried
at nat. cemetery, Beaufort, S. C.

Chappins, Louis; March 6, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; died of chronic diarrhcea
at Petersburg, Va., Sept. 10, ’65; buried at Poplar Grove nat. ceme-
tery, Va., div. C, sec. H, grave 80.

Chiwitz, Axel; Sept. 30, 61; died of fever at Carolina City, N. C., June
8, 68; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 40;
sergt. Sept. 30, 61; private Nov. 17, ’62; trans. from Co. L.

Clark, John M.; Jan. 17, ’65; recruit; died of typhoid fever at Mansfield
gen. hosp., Beaufort, N. C., April 17, ’65; trans. from Co. I.
Company C. 447

Dougherty, James; Sept. 10, °61; died of dysentery at Andersonville,
a, Aug. 8, °64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga.,
_ grave 4,650 ; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Fisher, William ; Aug. 25, 683; recruit; died of diarrhoea at Anderson-
ville, Ga., Aug. 24, °64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville,
Ga., grave 6,787,

Garrison, Benjamin B.; May 21, ’68; recruit ; died of typhoid fever at
hosp., 3d div., 28d A. C., Greensboro, N. C., May 17, ’65 ; buried at
Raleigh nat. cemetery, N. C.; sec. 28, grave 6.

Gertner, Frederick ; Feb. 22, 64; recruit ; died in rebel prison, Charles-
ton, S. C., Oct. 15, 64.

Giles, Asa; Feb. 23, '64; recruit; died of disease at draft rendezvous,
Camp Perrine, Trenton, N. J., March 15, ’64.

Hanno, George; April 4, 64; recruit ; died of pneumonia at hosp., City
Point, Va., July 21, ’64; buried at City Point nat. cemetery, Va.,
sec. E, div. 4, grave 2.

Herbert, James ; Sept. 10,’61 ; killed at Roanoke Island, N. C., Feb. 8,’62.

Hoffman, James ; Sept. 10, ’61; died at Andersonville, Ga., Aug. 2, 64;
re-en. Jan. 18, 64,

Johnson, Israel ; Sept. 10, ’61 ; killed at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, ’62.

Kane, John O.; Feb. 9, ’64; recruit; died of typhoid fever at Carver U.
8. army gen. hosp., Washington, D. C., June 25, ’64; buried at nat.
cemetery, Arlington, Va.

Koch, Charles; Aug. 20, '62; recruit ; died in rebel prison at Salisbury,
N. C., Jan. 1, ’65.

Martin, Theodore F.; Sept. 10, ’61; died of typhoid fever at Newbern,
N. C., May 31, ’62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 67.

McGinn, Thomas; Sept. 30, ’61; died of diarrhoea at Charleston, S. C.,
Oct. 1, 64; buried at Beaufort, S. C.; re-en. Nov. 25, 63 ; trans.
from Co. I.

‘Mitchell, Reading B.; Sept. 10, 61; drowned in the Neuse river, N. C.,
March 13, ’62.

Myers, Theodore; Sept. 10, 61; died of disease at Roanoke Island, N.
C., Feb. 26, 62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 100.

Shannon, Morris; June 11, ’63; recruit; died of scurvy at Anderson-
ville, Ga., Aug. 15, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville,
Ga., grave 5,807.

Taylor, Peter; Nov. 30,63; recruit ; died of diarrhoea at Andersonville,
Ga., Aug. 9, ’64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga.,
grave 5,112.

Watson, Joseph L.; Sept. 10, 61; died of black tongue at Newbern, N.
C., April 10, 62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 63.

DESERTED.

Ely, Daniel E.; Feb. 25, 64; recruit; deserted Dec. 28, ’64, at Carolina
City, N. C.; trans. from Co. D.

Kaiser, Charles; Oct. 21, ’61; deserted Dec. 19,64, at Ward gen. hosp.,
Newark,N.J.; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; trans. from Co. L.

Pool, Alfred; Sept. 8, 63; recruit; deserted May 23, '65, at’ Greens-
boro, N. C.

Taylor, John; March 18, ’65; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Vandervoort, Virgil; Jan. 30, ’65; recruit; deserted April 15, ’65, at
Raleigh, N. C.; trans. from Co. B.

FinaL RECORD UNKNOWN.

Isaac L. S. Clark, corp.; Sept. 10, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; absent, sick
in hosp. since June 19, ’65.

Kelly, Francis ; Feb. 25, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; absent on furlough June
19, ’65.
448 Ninto NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

COMPANY D.

Thomas W. Middleton, capt.; Oct. 22,61; wounded at Newbern, N. C.,
March 14, ’62; resigned Sept. 11, 62. \

Edgar Kissam, capt.; Dec. 28, 62; 2d lieut. Oct. 22, °61; 1st lieut. Sept.
5, 62; capt. vice Middleton resigned ; taken prisoner at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; dis. Feb. 17, °65; disability.

Amos H. Evans, capt; April 22, 65; 1st. lieut. Co. E, Sept. 28, 64;
capt. vice Kissam dis.; dis. July ®, ’65.

George G. Irons, Ist lieut.; Oct. 22, 61; resigned Aug. 27, ’62. :

Charles Hufty, 1st lieut.; Dec. 23, 62; 1st sergt. Nov. 1, ’61; 2d lieut.
Sept. 5, 62; 1st lieut. vice Kissam prom.; capt. Co. I, July 3, ’64.

Joseph C. Bowker, 1st lieut.; July 3, 64; 2d lieut. Co. I, Dec. 29, ’62;
Ist lieut. vice Hufty prom.; dis. July 12, 65.

Andrew J. Elberson, od lieut.; Dec. 25, 62; sergt. Sept. 28, °61; 1st
sergt. Sept. 1, ’62; 2d lieut. vice Hufty prom.; resigned May
80, °63.

J. Madison Drake, 2d lieut.; June 3,63; Ist sergt. Co. K; 2d lieut. vice
Elberson, resigned ; 1st lieut. Co. K, April 13, 64; capt. Co. K, Feb.
8, °65.

Edward H. Green, 2d lieut.; Jan. 14,65; Ist sergt. Co. I; 2d lieut. vice
Drake prom.; prom. 1st lieut. Co. C, June 22, 65.

Jesse R. Hulsart, Ist sergt.; Sept. 23, 61; corp. Sept. 28, °61; 1st sergt.
Dec. 24, 62; re-en. Dec. 20, 63; taken prisoner at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, ’64; dis. July 12, 65.

Redin N. Penn, sergt.; Sept. 23, 61; corp. Sept. 23, 61; sergt. Dec. 24,
62; re-en. Jan 18, 64; wounded at Walthall, Va., May 7, ’64; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Job L. Cranmer, sergt.; Sept. 23, 61; corp. Sept. 23, 61; wounded at
Goldsboro bridge, N. C., Dec. 17, 62, and at Whitehall, N. C., Dec.
16, 62; sergt. Dec. 24, 62; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Thomas Hazelton, sergt.; Sept. 23, 61; corp. Dec. 24, ’62; sergt. Jan.
1, 68; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; taken prisoner at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.,
May 16, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Nicholas S. Champion, sergt.; Sept. 23, 61; corp. Sept. 23, 61; re-en.
Dec. 20, 63; sergt. Jan. 1, 65; 2d lieut. ihe 22,65; not mus-
tered; dis. July 12, ’65.

Gilbert H. Heyers, corp.; Sept. 23, 61; corp. Jan. 1, 63; re-en. Nov.
25, °63 ; wounded before Petersburg, Va., July 1, ’64; dis. at Tren-
ton, N. J., July 27, ’65.

William H. Sharp, corp.; Nov. 1, 61; re-en. Jan. 18,64; corp. Jan. 27,
64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July i9, 65.

David Riley, corp.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. Jan. 27, 64;
wounded and taken prisoner at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64;
paroled prisoner ; dis. at Trenton, N. J., June 28, ’65.

David C. Hankins, corp.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; corp. July
1, °64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Benjamin A. Rogers, corp.; Sept. 23,61; re-en. Jan. 18,’64; corp. July
1, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

John Errickson, corp.; Sept. 23, 61 ; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March
14, 62; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; corp. Jan. 1, 65; dis. Jaily 12, ’65.
John a corp.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; corp. Jan. 1,65; dis. July

12, ’65.

Joseph Johnson, corp.; Sept. 23, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18,64; corp. June 20,
65; dis. July 12, ’65.

John Siegel, corp.; Aug. 15,62; recruit ; trans. from Co. A; corp. Jan.
1, 65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Charles Sepp, corp.; Aug. 18, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. A; corp.
May 1, ’65; dis. at Greehsboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Napoleon B. Fithian, musician; Sept. 28, 61; wounded before Peters-
burg, Va., Aug. 24, 64; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; dis. July 12, ’65.
Company D. 449

William B. Conklin, musician; Sept. 23, 61; mus. Nov. 15, 63; re-en.
" Nov. 25, 63; dis. July 12, °65.

William H. Peck, wagoner; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ‘64; dis. at
Trenton, N. J., July 25, ’65.

Archer, Charles ; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; taken prisoner at
Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Armstrong, William ; Sept. 9, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. G;
dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Beatty, George; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; taken prisoner at Drewry's
Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; dis. July 12, °65.

Bechler, Knox; Aug. 15, ’62; recruit; trans. from Co. A; dis, at
Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Beebe, William H.; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Bohr, Nicholas ; March 24, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis.

> July 12, ’65.

eoe ee Feb. 24, 65; lyr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis. July

Brindley, Samuel; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; taken prisoner at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July 19, ’65.

Brown, William ; Sept. 23, 61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Bunnell, William H.; Oct. 1, 64; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Cambren, Henry A.; Sept. 23, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, ‘64.

Cameron, John; March 8, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis.
July 12, 65.

Chafey, Charles P.; Sept. 23, °61; re-en. Dec. 20, 68; dis. July 12, °65.

Clark, James; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, ’63; wounded before
Petersburg, Va., May 16, 64; dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N.
J., Aug. 23, 65.

Clark, Peter; March 8, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Clayhill, Henry ; March 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. E; dis.
July 12, °65.

Clayton, John A.; Jan. 2, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Clayton, John M.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, 63; dis. at Trenton, N.
J., July 19, 65. . ;

Collins, Isaac; March 6, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis.
July 12, ’65. :

Crane, Eugene A.; Sept. 28, '61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Crossley, Robert ; May 24, 64; 100 days; trans. from Co. H, 37th regt.
Nov. 9, 64, to make good time lost by desertion ; dis. at Newbern,
N. C., Feb. 10, ’65. :

Day, Samuel; March 29, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis.
July 12, 65.

Dennis, Charles ; March 6, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis.
July 12, 65.

Dennis, William ; Sept. 28, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; dis. at Trenton,
N. J., July 19, ’65. ;

Driscoll, Timothy ; April 8, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Errickson, Fuller B.; March 8, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Errickson, Horace G.; Sept. 23, 61; dis. Oct. 15, 64.

Fagan, Francis; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65. :

Franck, Emile; April 13, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, °65. ;

Fuchs, Chatles : Aug. 20, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. E; taken pris-
oner at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; paroled prisoner ; dis. at
Annapolis, Md., July 18, 65.

Gant, Hance H.; Jan. 4, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Gant, Stephen R.; Jan. 4, 64; recruit; dis.*July 12, 65.

Garton, Charles H.; March 7, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. A;
dis. July 12, ’65. 7
450 NintH NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Geimer, Simon; May 5, ’68; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Goodfellow, Samuel; June 12, '62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Gregory, William H.; Nov. 1, °61; dis. Nov. 4, 64.

Grover, Cornelius ; March 8, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hankins, Samuel W.; March 8, ‘65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, °65.

Heider, William ; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hulse, James; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; dis. July 12, °65.

Hulse, Samuel ; Feb. 28, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Hyers, Garret V.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, 683; dis. at Trenton,
N. J., July 19, 65.

Inman, Isaac M.; Sept. 23, 61; wounded before Petersburg, Va., July
1, 64; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Inman, Oliver P.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Trons, Wallace; Jan. 2, 64; recruit; dis. at Trenton, N. J., June 5, 65.

Jeffrey, Noah E.; Sept. 28, 61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Johnson, Abraham ste Jan. 2,64; recruit; dis. at Norfolk, Va., May
27, 65.

Johnson, Charles A.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. at Ward
gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Aug. 31, ’65.

Joslin, Thomas C.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Keller, John; Sept. 10, 61; trans. from Co. C; dis. July 12, ’65.

Kirchner, August; March 27,65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C;
dis. July 12, 65.

Ladow, Benjamin F.; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Heveys Charles M.; Sept. 23, 61; 1st sergt. Sept. 23, 61; sergt. Nov. 1,
61; private Dec. 28, 62; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Loveless, Jeeret Sept. 23, 61; dis. Sept. 22, 64.

Mailey, Frank E.; March 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Matthews, James F.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; dis. at
Newbern, N. C., June 7, ’65.

Martin, William W.; Feb. 29, ’64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 14, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

McIlvaine, William ; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit;-trans. from Co. K;
dis. July 12, °65.

McKelvy, David; Sept. 23, 61; deserted Sept. 8, 62; returned to duty
Oct. 27, °63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

McKelvy, John S.; Feb. 26, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

McKelvy, John W.; Feb. 26, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Neal, James; March 2, 65; l yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Norcross, Isaiah ; March 2, °65; l yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Oakerson, Joseph ; Sept. 23, 61; wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C.,
Feb. 8, 62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, 65.

Parmer, James; Sept. 28, 64; substitute; dis. July 12, 765,

Penn, Samuel R.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Pettit, James M.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, 63; dis. July 12, ’65.

Phillips, Charles; May 31, ’64; 100 days; trans. from Co. E, 37th regt.,

ov. 8, 64, to make good time lost by desertion; dis. at Trenton,

N. J., May 27, ’65.

Robinson, Charles P.; Sept. 23,61; re-en. Nov. 25,63 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Roll, Charles W.; Feb. 24, 65; lyr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Savage, Edwin W.; April 10, °65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, °65.

Schleicher, Henry; Aug. 15, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. A; dis. at
Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Aug. 11, 65.

Shinn, Ezekiel; Sept. 28, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July’12, ’65.

Simpkins, Walker; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Simpson, James; April 11, ’65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, °65.

ens ee March 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis,

uly 12, 65.
Spencer, Thomas; April 11, 65; lyr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.
Company D. 451

Springer, Frederick; Feb. 28, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C;
dis. July 12, °65.

Terry, David; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Thier, Peter ; Sept. 13, 61; trans. from Co. A; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Tilton, Charles L.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit 3 dis. July 12, ’65.

Traudt, Ernest; Aug. 15, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. A; dis, at
Trenton, N. J., Aug. 22, ’65.

Truax, Charles W.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Truax, William L.; Jan. 4, 64; recruit; dis. J uly 12, ’65.

Vantilburg, Edgar ; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; dis. at Trenton,
N. J., July 19, 65.

Walter, Jacob; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Westcott, Daniel ; Feb. 24,65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, °65.

Wilbur, Ivins ; March 8, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, 65.

Wilkins, Jesse M.; Sept. 28, °61; sergt. Sept. 23, ’61 ; private Jan. 1, ’63;
dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Wirtz, Jacob ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, 65.

Zimmerlin, John; Sept. 23, 61; trans. from Co. A 3 corp. Jan. 1, 63;
re-en. Jan 18, 64; private ; dis. July 12, ’65,

DISCHARGED.

Joseph W. Cranner, corp.; Sept. 23, 61; dis. at Trenton, N. J., Aug. 9,
*64; wounds received ; corp. Sept. 5, ’62.

Barclay, John W.; Nov. 1, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 1, 63; dis-
abili

Beatty, George ; Sept. 23, ’61; dis. at Carolina City, N. C., May 28, ’68 ;
disability.

Benner. George ; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C. » Feb. 17, 63; dis-
ability ; trans. from Co. A.

Biehl, Ernest ; Aug. 18, 62; recruit; dis. at DeCamp gen. hosp,, David’s
Island, New York harbor, Sept. 6, 65; wounds received before
Petersburg, Va.; leg amputated ; trans. from Co. A.

Brindley, Charles ; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Trenton, N. J., Oct. 28, 61; dis-
ability.

Clayton, William B.; Sept. 23, ’61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 1, 63;
disability.

Cornelius, aie Sept. 23, ’61; dis. at gen. hosp., Annapolis, Md.,
March 3, ’62 ; disability.

Craft, Hiram; Sept. 23, ’61; dis. at Carolina City, N. C., May 28, 63;
disability ; sergt. Sept. 23, 61; private Dec. 24, ’62.

Hartranft, Henry A.; Oct. 8, ’61; dis. Nov. 19, ’62, to join regular army;
trans. from Co. I.

Hurley, William H.; Sept. 23, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C.; March
14, ’62; dis. at Hilton Head, S. C., March 17, ’68; disability,

Inman, Oliver P.; Sept. 23, ’61; dis. at St. Helena Island, 8. C., March
17, ’63 ; disability.

Jenny, Jacob; Sept. 23, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C., July 19, ’62; disability.

Johnson, Barzillai ; Sept. 23, 61; dis. at Stanley gen. hosp., Newbern,
N. C., May 12, ’63; disability. : :

Johnson, John ; March 9, ’64; recruit; dis. at New York city, April 14,
65 ; disability. ;

Jones, Benjamin W.; Sept. 23, ’61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C.,
June 23, ’62; disability.

Norcross, Wesley B.; Sept. 23, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 28, ’68 ;
disability.

Randolph, Thomas §.; Sept. 23, ’61 ; wounded at Cold Harbor, Va., June,
64; dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Sept. 26, ’63 ; disability,
452 Ninto NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Robinson, James H.; Sept. 23, 61; dis. at Hammond gen. hosp., Beau-
fort, N. C., Feb. 9, ’63; disability.

Trautwein, John; Sept. 25, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62; dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Feb. 11, 63 ; disability ;
trans. from Co. A.

Truax, James ; Sept. 23, 61 ; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 23, ’62; dis-
ability.

Worth, Goctes R.; Sept. 23, ’61; dis. at gen. hosp., Newark, N. J.,
Sept. 6, 62 ; wounds received at Roanoke Island, N. C.

Zipfel, Matthias ; Aug. 6, ’62; recruit ; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec.
14, 62; dis. at Newbern, June 10, ’63 ; disability ; trans. from Co. A.

TRANSFERRED.

James Johnston, corp.; Sept. 28, ’61; trans. to vet. res. corps, Jan. 2,
64; dis. Sept. 23, ’64.

Applegate, Edwin; March 8, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Beatty, Francis E.; Sept. 28, 61; trans. to U.S. navy, May 38, 64; re-
en. Nov. 25, °63.

Brandt, Charles ; Sept. 28, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps; dis. Sept. 24, 64.

Brawer, David ; Feb. 26, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Bush, William; March 22, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Cambren, Benjamin B.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Cambren, Charles P.; Sept. 23, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps, April 26,
764; dis. Sept. 24, 64.

Cambren, Francis E.; March 7, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Carr, William P.; March 23, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. F.

Carter, David S.; March 23, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. F.

Chadwick, John R.; Feb. 29, ’64; recruit ; trans. to U. S. navy, April
25, °64; dis. Oct. 11, ’64.

Clevinger, Henry A.; Feb. 22, ’64 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. C.

Councellor, Henry ; March 21, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. K.

Craft, William H.; March 23, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. F.

Ellem, Joseph C.; Sept. 28, °°61; trans. to vet. res. corps, Jan. 2, ’64;

- dis. Sept. 28, ’64.

Ely, Daniel E.; Feb. 25, ’64; recruit ; trans. to Co. C.

Gaston, Samuel B.; Feb. 9, 64; recruit ; wounded at Walthall, Va., May
6, 64; trans. to vet. res. corps, Jan. 15, 65; dis. March 1, ’65.

Hewitt, Henry; Sept. 23, 61; trans. to U. S. navy, May 3, ’64; dis.
Sept. 4, 65; corp. Dec. 24, ’62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; private.

Johnson, David A.; Sept. 23, 61; wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C.,
Feb. 8, 62 ; trans. to vet. res. corps ; dis. Sept. 24, ’64.

Johnson, William F.; Feb. 26, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

McDonald, James ; Feb. 15, ’65 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. I.

McKelvy, James F.; March 8, ’64 ; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Moore, William H.; Feb. 26,64; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Aenean, Joseph; Aug. 14, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. K; trans. from

A

oO. A.

Norcross, Samuel V.; Feb. 20, 64 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. C.

Nutt, Berry W.; Feb. 13, ’64; recruit ; trans. to Co. G.

Osborne, Abram W.; Feb. 26, ’64 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.

Osborne, Benjamin ; Feb. 29, ’64 ; recruit; trans. to Co. F.

Perrine, John W.; Sept. 238, 61 ; trans. to vet. res. corps, Jan. 2, 64; dis.
Sept. 23, 64.

Reynolds, Tylee ; Feb. 25, 64 ; recruit; trans. to Co. L :

Rogers, George W.; Sept. 23, ’61; trans. to vet. res. corps ; dis. Sept.
24, 64; corp. Sept. 23, 61; private Jan. 1, ’63.

Steelman, Andrew J.; Feb. 29, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Tracy, Patrick ; Feb. 26, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. K.

Westerman, Ferdinand ; Sept. 13, ’61; trans. to vet. res. corps, Sept. 1,
63 ; dis. Sept. 18, ’64; trans. from Co. A.

Worth, Sydney ; Feb. 24, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. C.
Company D. 453

DiEp.

Jesse L. Bennett, sergt.; Sept. 23, 61; missing at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.,
May 16, '64; died at Andersonville, Ga., Feb. 25,'65; corp. Sept. 23,
61; sergt. Dec. 24, 62; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; 2d lieut. April 13, 64;
died before muster.

Charles P. Smith, corp.; Sept. 28, ’61; killed before Petersburg, Va.,
Aug. 15, 64; buried at Poplar Grove nat. cemetery, Va., div. A,
sec. F, grave 6; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Benjamin V. Gale, corp.; March 1, 62; recruit; died of diarrhoea at
Andersonville, Ga., Aug. 15, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Ander-
sonville, Ga., grave 5,900; corp. Dec. 24, ’62.

Benjamin L. Homan, corp.; Sept. 23, ’61; recorded at war dept. as died
_ Pe Ga., Feb. 25, ’65 ; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63 ; corp. Dec.

Ashton, Edward G.; Sept. 23, '61; died of typhoid fever at Carolina
City, N. C., Sept. 15, 63; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C.,
sec. 12, grave 39.

Atterson, Joseph; Sept. 23, 61; died at gen. hosp., Newbern, N.C.,
May 1, ’62, of wounds received at Roanoke Island, N. C.

Babst, Michael; Oct. 11, ’61; died of diarrhoea at Andersonville, Ga.,
Aug. 15, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga., grave
5,692; trans. from A. ;

Cranmer, Ezra; Sept. 23, 61; died of typhoid fever at gen. hosp., New-
bern, N. C., April 12, ’62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C.,
sec. 12, grave 10.

Gant, Joel H.; Jan. 4, 64; recruit; died of diarrhoea at Andersonville,
Ga., Aug. 22, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga.,
grave 6,449.

Hulse, Joel; Sept. 23, ’61; died at Balfour gen. hosp., Portsmouth, Va.,
iat 8, °64, of wounds received at Deep Creek, Va.; re-en. Nov.
25, 63.

Johnson, Abraham T.; Sept. 23, 61; died of scurvy at Andersonville,
Ga., Dec. 26, ’64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga.,
grave 12,344 ; re-en. Dec. 20, ’63.

Johnson, Jonathan E.; Jan. 2, ’64; recruit ; died of diarrhcea at Fortress
Monroe, Va., Aug. 29, ’64.

Johnson, Thomas P.; March 10, ’64; recruit ; died of congestive fever
at Fortress Monroe, Va., April 7, 64.

Lachat, Henry ; Sept. 23, 61 ; killed at Newbern, N. C., March 14, 62.

Mount, Caleb H.; Sept. 23, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62; died of scurvy at Andersonville, Ga., Sept. 9,64; buried at
nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga., grave 8,332; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Nutt, Albert S.; Sept. 23, 61 ; killed at Deep Creek, Va., March 1, 64;
buried at Getty’s station, Va.; re-en. Nov. 25, °63.

Osborne, Samuel; Sept. 28, 61; died of consumption at Newport Bar-
racks, N. C., June 4, 62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C.,
sec. 12, grave 93.

Phillips, Henry H.; Sept. 23, 61; died at gen. hosp., Beaufort, N. C.,
Feb. 14, 63, of wounds received at Roanoke Island, N. C.; buried
at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 119.

Polhemus, Herbert W.; Jan. 2, 64; recruit; died of chronic diarrhoea
at rebel prison, Charleston, S. C., Sept. 23, ’64. :
Reed, Alexander; Sept. 23, ’61; died of diarrhoea at Andersonville,
Ga., Sept. 9, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga.,

grave 8,282; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Robinson, James H.; March 9, ’64; recruit; died at 18th A. C. hosp.,
Aug. 19, ’64, of wounds received before Petersburg, Va.; buried at
City Point nat. cemetery, Va., sec. D, div. 4, grave 165.

Rodgers, William H.; Jan. 4, 64; recruit; died of typhoid fever at
Kinston, N, C., March 29, '65.
454 NintH NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Rulay, Oscar J.; Sept. 23, °61; died of anasarca at gen. hosp., Newbern,
N. C., July 16, ’62,

Schilling, Ferdinand; Aug. 25, 62; recruit; died of diarrhoea at gen.
hosp., City Point, Va., July 27, 64; buried at City Point nat.
cemetery, Va., sec. D, div. 4, grave 178; trans. from Co. E.

Steelman, John B.; Sept. 23, 61; died at Newbern, N. C., April 16, '62,
of wounds received at Newbern, N. C.; buried at Newbern nat.
cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 12.

Street, John J.; Jan. 4, 64; recruit ; died of diarrhoea at Andersonville,
Ga., Sept. 1, °64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga.,

ave 7,565.

Tindle, Elihu; July 17, ’62; recruit; died of typhoid fever at hosp.,
White House, Va., June 21, ’61.

Ulrich, Martin; Sept. 18, 61; died of chronic diarrhoea at Fortress
Monroe, Va., Oct. 9, 64; trans. from Co. A.

Vantilburg, John; Sept. 5, ’64; 1 yr.; recruit; missing at Southwest
Creek, N. C., March 7, ’65; supposed dead.

DESERTED.

Ackerman, Jerry; Sept. 23, ’61; deserted Sept. 24, ’61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Cavanagh, Joseph; April 5, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted July 6, ’65, at
Greensboro, N. C.

Collins, George; Feb. 29, ’64; recruit; deserted June 14, ’64, at Ber-
muda Hundred, Va.

Crammer, Isaac ; Sept. 23, ’61; deserted Nov. 1, °61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Engles, George H.; Aug. 20, 63; recruit; deserted Sept. 7, °68, en
route to regt.

Gray, John; Feb. 3, 64; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

sn herent Sept. 23, ’61; desertcd May 27, ’63, at Carolina City,

Imley, Orlando ; Sept. 23, ’61; deserted Nov. 1, ’61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Johnson, William; Sept. 23, 61; deserted Nov. 1, 61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Webb, Daniel; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; deserted Aug. 80, ’64, near Peters-
burg, Va.

COMPANY E.

Uriah DeHart, captain ; Oct. 22, 61; resigned by request Dec. 8, ’62.

William H. Abel, captain; Dec. 23, '62; 1st lieut. Oct. 22, 61; adjt.
Feb. 10, ’62; capt. vice DeHart resigned ; prom. capt. and A. A. G.,
U.S. vols., March 11, 68.

Een W. Hopper, captain; May 24,63; sergt. Sept. 20, "61; 2d
ieut. May 16, ’62; 1st lieut. Dec. 23, 62; capt. vice Abel prom.;
rue at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 14 and 16, ’64; dis. July

» 65,

Albert B. Beach, 1st lieut.; May 16, 62; 2d lieut. Oct. 22, 61; 1st lieut.
vice Abel prom.; dismissed Dec. 24, '62.

Edward W. Welsted, ist lieut.; May 24, 63; private Co. H; ist. lieut.
vice Hopper prom.; prom. adj. Sept. 28, ’64.

Amos H. Evans, Ist lieut.; Sept. 28, 64; 2d lieut. Co. F, April 18, °64;
1st lieut. vice Welsted prom.; taken prisoner at Southwest Creek,
N. C., April 1, 65; prom. capt. Co. D, April 22, °65.

Henry Hopper, Ist lieut.; April 22, °65; private Sept. 20, 61; corp.
Dec. 24, ’62; sergt. Nov. 7, °63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; wounded at
Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; 2d lieut. Co. C, Feb. 10, °65; Ist
lieut. vice Evans Le Shesh dis. July 12, °65.

Charles F. Bonney, 2d lieut.; Dec. 23, °62; sergt. maj. May 1, 62; 2d
lieut. vice B. W. Hopper prom.; resigned June 22, ’68,
Company E. 455

Frederick G. Coyte, 2d lieut.; Aug. 1, 63; sergt. 20, ’61; 1st sergt. Feb.
19, ’63; 2d lieut. vice Bonney resigned; prom. adjt. April 18, ’64.

George L. Bryant, 2d lieut.; er 1, °64; Ist sergt. Co. K; 2d lieut.
vice Coyte prom.; prom. 1st lieut. Co. G, April 1, ’65.
James B. Goldsmith, 1st sergt.; Sept. 20, 61; prom. 2d lieut. Bat. E,
_ Ast ae N. J. art., Sept. 8, ’63. -
Richard J. Berdau, 1st sergt.; Segt. 20, ’61; corp. Sept. 20, ’61;
wounded at Whitehall, Dec. 16, 62; sergt. Feb. 20, 68; Ist sergt.
Nov. 9, *63 ; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; prom. 2d lieut. Co. C, Aug. 29, 64.

Collins B. Ware, Ist sergt.; Sept. 20, 61; corp. May 29, ’63 ; re-en. Jan.
18, 64; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; Ist sergt.
wane 1, 65; 2d lieut. Co. C, April 22, 65; not mustered ; dis. July

Edo M. King, sergt.; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14,
62 ; dis. at Trenton, N. J., Dec. 8, ’64.

David J. Senior, sergt.; Sept. 20, 61; corp. Sept. 20, 61; sergt. Oct. 8,
°63 ; dis. at Fortress Monroe, Va., Sept. 22, ’64.

Charles G. Banta, sergt.; Jan. 19, ’64; recruit; taken prisoner at Wise’s
Forks, N. C., March 8, ’65 ; sergt. Dec. 7, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Isaac June, sergt.; Sept. 20, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; sergt. Dec. 7, 64;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Tilghman A. Barron, serg't.; Feb. 20, 64; trans. from Co. H; sergt.
March 1, ’65 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Thomas G. Fredenburg, corp.; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. Dec. 8, 64. *

Ira Weaver, corp.; Sept. 20, 61; corp. Feb. 20, ’63; dis. Dec. 7, °64.

John Prentiss, corp.; Sept. 20, ’61 ; corp. Oct. 8, ’63 ; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Richard Post, corp.; Sept. 20, ’61; corp. Oct. 8, ’68; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

William L. Munson, corp.; Sept. 20, 61 ; corp. Nov. 7, 63; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Charles T. Barron, corp.; Feb. 19, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; corp.
May 1, ’65; dis. July 12, ’65.

William Sales, corp.; March 80, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. C; corp.
May 1, 65 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

William Castmore, corp.; Sept. 20, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. Dec.
7, 64; dis. July 12, ’6d.

John N. Carlough, corp ; Sept. 20, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. Dec. 7,
64; dis. July 12, ’65.

James Stinard, corp.; Feb. 23, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; corp. June 15, ’65 ;
dis. July 12, 65.

Andrew J. Steelman, corp.; Feb. 29, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. B;
corp. March 1, ’65 ; dis. July 12, 65.

John Gillfeather, corp.; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; corp. Dec. 7,
64; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.; dis. June 14, ’65.

Joseph Murphy, corp.; Sept. 29, 64; lyr.; substitute ; corp. Dec. 7, °64 ;

is. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

John H. Smith, corp.; oe 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; corp. Dec. 7, °64;
dis. at Greensboro, N. C,. June 14, ’65.

Edward Walmsley, bugler ; Sept. 20, 61; prom. prin. mus. Feb. 10,” 62.

William H. King, musician ; Sept. 20, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July
12, 65.

Edward C. Tuttle, musician ; Sept. 20, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, °64; dis. July
12, 65.

Henry Raber, wagoner ; Sept. 20,61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Ackerman, David D.; Feb. 23, °65; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, *65. .

Amerman, William P.; Sept. 20, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, ’63 ; dis. July 12, 65.

Andrews, Henry ; April 6, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65. :

Applegate, Edwin; March 8, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis. at
Trenton, N. J., July 28, ’65. ’ :

Applegate, Nathan S.; Jan. 30, ’64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65. ;

Barker, Chauncey W.; April 13, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B;
dis. July 12, 65.
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Bixby, Thomas; Sept. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Bowen, Josiah E.; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Brannan, William K: Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greens-
boro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Breslin, Morris (1); Sept. 20, ’61; dis. Dec. 7. °64.

Breslin, Morris (2); Feb. 22, 65; l yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Brooks, Abraham; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Brown, James; Oct. 1, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, 65.

Brown, James C.; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro.
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Brown, William J.; Oct. 1. 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Bush, Abraham A.; Sept. 20, 61; re-en. Nov. 30, 63; wounded at Cold
Harbor, June 4, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Campbell, James; Aug. 28, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N.
é. June 14, ’65.

Canar, William; Oct. 1, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; taken prisoner at
Wise’s Forks, N. C., March 8, ’65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June
14, 65.

Cass, Richard ; Oct. 1, 64; l yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, 65.

Castmore, Charles R.; Feb. 29, '64; recruit; taken prisoner at Wise’s
Forks, N. C., March 8, ’65; dis. at Ward U.S. army gen. hosp.,
Newark, N. J., July 81, ’65.

Cody, Morris; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Cole, Alanson ; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
°64; dis. Dec. 7, ’64

Collins, Joseph ; Nept. 20, ’61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Cummings, Lorenzo D.; Sept. 20, 61; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Decker, Andrew; Aug. 22, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Deckers George M.; Feb. 27, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; dis. July

65.

Sloe Charles; Feb. 28, 65; recruit ; trans. from Co. B; dis. July

12, ’65.

Dent, John; Sept. 30, °64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Dunkerly, Enoch; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
16, 64; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Elmer, Joseph N.; Sept. 20, ’61 ; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Emory, Aaron 8.; Feb. 20, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; dis. at gen.
hosp., Fortress Monroe, Va., June 24, 65.

Emory, William ; Feb. 20, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; wounded
at Dewy® Blutf, Va., May 16, 64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July
19, ’65.

Farley, Owen ; April 11, °65; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. July 12, 65.

Feasler, Joseph ; Feb. 24, °65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Re re Sept. 18, ’61; trans. from Co. A;re-en. Jan. 4, ’68 ; dis.

uly 12, 65.

Gilliam, George M.; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16,
°62; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Gilliam, Joseph M.; Sept. 20, °61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16,
62; dis. Dec. 8, °64.

Boney loan C.; Aug. 18, 62; recruit ; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June
14, ’65.

Goss, Jacob ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr. ; substitute; taken prisoner at Wise's
Forks, N. C., March 8,’ 65; dis. June 14, ’65.

Graeber, Jacob ; Sept. 18, 61; trans. from Co. A; wounded at White-
hall, N. C., Dec, 16, 62; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.
Company E. 457

Gunther, George ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; wounded at Wise’s
Forks, N. C., March 8, ’65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Halliwell, Thomas J.; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec.
14, ’62; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Bey omias B.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; dis. July

Hearon, Samuel ; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, 65.

Hewitt, Frank ; April 6, ’65 ; 1 yr., recruit ; dis. July 12, 65.

Hickman, James; Sept. 20, 61; corp. Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Roanoke
Islar d, N. C., Feb. 8, 62; private May 8, 63; dis. Dec. 8, ‘64.

Higgins, Albert; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, °65.

High, John; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hines, Aaron P.; Feb. 25, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hufftellin, John D.; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Jenkins, Fayette; April 11, 65; lyr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

ena John D.; Sept. 20, 61; corp. Oct. 8, 63; private; dis. Oct.

» 64,

Johnson, James; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Jordan, John L.; April 18, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Keefe, Daniel E.; Sept. 20, 61; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Keefe, John; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Keiler, Valentine; Sept. 25, °61; corp. Sept. 25, 61; private Nov. 17,
62; trans. from Co. A; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
64; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Keisler, Jacob; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Keisler, Simpson ; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Kenny, Peter; Sept. 29,64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Kerrigan, Patrick ; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Kint, David; Aug. 22, 64; 1 yr; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
‘June 14, 65.

Lee, George F.; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, 65.

Lenox, John H.; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, ’62 ;
dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Lind, Adam; April 11, 65; lyr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Lynch, Patrick; April 7, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Lyons, Manning ; Sept. 20, 61; dis. Dec. 7, °64. :

Maines, William B.; Aug. 14, 62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,

_ June 14, 65.

Marshall, Frederick ; Sept. 80, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; taken prisoner at
Wise’s Forks, N. C., March 8, 65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June
14, 65.

Mather, William ; Sept. 29, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; taken prisoner at
Wise’s Forks, N. C., March 8, ’65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June
14, ’65.

Maxwell, Henry; April 18, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, ’6d.

Hoole , James; April 12, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I; dis.

uly 12, '65.
Means: Joba April 138, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I; dis.
uly 12, 65.

Bene eer: April 18, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. from Co. I; dis.
July 12, 65.

Meiss, Albert W.; Sept. 25, ’61; sergt. Sept. 25,’61; private Nov. 17,
e ; wenndes at Walthall, Va., May 6,’64; trans. from Co. A; dis.

ec. 8, ”

Moss, Aaron ; Jan. 19,’64; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis. July 12, 65.

Nan, Joseph ; Sept. 29,’64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, 65.
458 Ninto NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Newhause, Charles; Sept. 80, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; taken prisoner at
Wise’s Forks, N. C., March 8, ’65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June
14, ’65.

Newman, Jacob; Aug. 20, 62; recruit; paroled prisoner; dis. at
Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Norman, William P.; Sept. 20, 62; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Nichols, Henry ; March 12, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, “65.

O’Brien, James; Sept. 80, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65. :

Owens, Thomas; Sept. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65.

Parker, William ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,

C., June 14, ’65.

Peterson, Elihu H.; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Pflum, John M.; Sept. 28, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65.

Pharo, Michael; Sept. 80, 64; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. at Trenton, N. J.,
June 8, ’65.

Plesch, Otto; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; taken prisoner at Wise’s
Forks, N. C., March 8, 65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Politz, Edward ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; taken prisoner at Wise’s
Forks, N. C., March 8, ’65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, 65.

Powers, Patrick; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, 65.

Prentiss, William ; Sept. 20,’61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. i6,
62; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Ralfe, Jacob; Sept. 20,61; corp. Nov. 27,63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64;
wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; private; dis. at Tren-
ton, N. J., July 19, ’65.

Randall, William ; Jan. 31, ’65; recruit; trans. from Co. B; taken pris-
oner at Wise’s Forks, N. C., March 8, 65; died July 18, ’65, after
dis., July 12, 65; buried at Raleigh nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 23,
grave 5.

Rankin, James; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, ’62 ;
re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Reed, Nathaniel; March 7, ’64; recruit; wounded at Petersburg, Va.,
Aug. 22, 64; dis. June 9, 65.

Reed, William (1); Sept. 20, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

mer ret amas Jan. 31, 65; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis. July

Rice, Arthur ; Sept. 20, °61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis; July 12, 65.

Robbins, William; Sept. 30, 64; drafted; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Russell, Richard M.; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Salifka, Otto ; Sept. 29, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; taken prisoner at Wise’s
Forks, N. C., March 8, ’65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Sasson, Robert A.; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
16, 64; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Saville, John; Oct. 1, 64; substitute; taken prisoner at Wise’s Forks,
N. C., March 8, ’65; dis. July 12, ’65.

Sawyer, William; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Sayfried, John; Sept. 28,64; 1 yr.; substitute; taken prisoner at
arts Forks, N. C., March 8, ’65 ; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June

Scheick, Henry ; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Schnable, Otto; Sept. 29, °64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Simmons, George M.; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec,
14, °62; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Sindle, John ; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, °65.

Skill, John; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Sloan, Benjamin ; Feb, 24, ’65 ; 1 yr.; drafted; July 12, ’65,
Company EF, 459

Small, Henry H.; March 27, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

ees q phe ; April 18, 65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis. July

Smith, John P.; April 7, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, 65.

Somers, William H.; Sept. 20, ’61; taken prisoner at Wise’s Fork, N.
C., March 8, ’65; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Speer, Peter G.; Feb. 23, °65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Steelman, Jonathan S.; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, 65.

Taggart, William 8.; April 7, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Tierce, John ; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Van Houten, Oscar; Sept. 20, 61; corp. Sept. 20, 61; private Dec. 24,
°62 ; prom. qr. mr. sergt. Dec. 24, 63; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

VanRiper, William T.; Sept. 20, 61; re-en. Nov. 30, ’63 ; deserted June
21, °64; returned to duty Aug. 25, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Axa agra Pama M.; Sept. 20, 61; prom. sergt. maj. Dec. 24, 62; dis.

uly 12, ’65. ‘
Wagoues Joseph; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro,
. C., June 14, ’65.

Wainwright, Taylor; Jan. 5, ’64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Walia chair D.; Feb. 4, 64; recruit; dis. at Trenton, N. J., June

Walters, Gustavus ; Feb. 1, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B; taken
prisoner at Wise’s Forks, N. C., March 8, 65; dis. July 12, 65.

Ward, Elias M.; Sept. 20, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; wounded at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July 1, ’65.

Weatherby, Charles F.; April 18, '65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. from Co. B ;
dis. July 12, 65.

Westbrook, Daniel E.; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec.
14, ’62; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Whitmore, Jacob ; Feb. 23, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Winters, John ; Sept. 20, 61; corp. Dec. 24, ’62; private Nov. 29, ’63;
dis. Oct. 15, ’64.

Wood, Robert ; Sept. 20, ’61; sergt. Sept. 20, 61; private Feb. 19, 63 ;
wounded at Walthall, Va., May 7, 64, and at Petersburg, Va., June
24, °64; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

DISCHARGED.

George Meyers, color-sergt.; Sept. 20, ’61 ; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
a., May 16, °64; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., May 12, ’65; disability ;

re-en. Jan. 18, 64

Silas Suydam, corp.; Sept. 20, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 18, ’62;
disability.

Samuel S. Crowell, wagoner ; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. at, Newbern, N. C., June
7, °63 ; disability.

Brown, John B.; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62 ; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 1, 63; disability.

Burris, Robert A.; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 18, 62; disability.

Castmore, Samuel; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., April 4, 63 ;
disability.

Cole, James G.; Aug. 14, ’62; recruit; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 1,
’63 ; disability. .

Cole, Simon H.; Aug, 14, ’62; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Dec. 9, 62 ; dis-
ability.

Tarclvaaa: John ; Sept. 26, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Jan. 14, 63;
disability ; trans. from Co. A.

Dufford, Benjamin V.; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Aug. 12,
62 ; disability. E

Eble, Jacob ; Sept. 18, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 1, 63; dis-
ability ; trans. from Co. A.
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Gehring, John; Sept. 13, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 15, ’63 ; dis-
ability ; corp. Sept. 13, ’61; private Nov. 17, ’62; trans. from Co. A.

Havens, Horace; Sep.. 20, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 29, ’63 ; dis-
ability.

Heuderetot Obadiah ; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. at Camp Olden, Trenton, N. J.,
Oct. 1, ’61 ; disability.

Huff, Joh1 O.; Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Petersburg, Va., June 30, °64;
dis. at gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Feb. 11, ’65 ; disability ; re-en.
Jan. 18, ’64.

Kimball, David ; Sept. 20, 61 ; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, ’62;
dis. at Newbern, N. C., March 31, °63 ; disability.

King, ee Sept. 20, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., March 31, ’63 ; dis-
ability.

Lappin. Detrick ; Sept. 20, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., July 21, 62; dis-
ability. i

Lemons, William ; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. at U. S. army gen. hosp., Newark,
N. J., May 15, 65; wounds received at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.; corp.
Dec. 24, 62; private July 31, ‘63; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

McClelland, James; Sep5. 20, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Feb. 28, ’63;
disability.

Monet Isaac ; Sept. 20, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 24, 63; dis-
ability.

Pergenkemper, Francis; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Aug. 12,
62; disability.

Reid, William (2); Sept. 20, ’°61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14,
62; dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., March 18, ’64; disa-
bility.

Riker, William B.; Sept. 20, 61; dis. at Camp Olden, Trenton, N. J.,
Oct. 21, °61; disability.

Ryerson, Cornelius ; Sept. 20, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Aug. 12, 62;
disability.

Smith, Robdert M.; Sept. 20, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 29, ’63;
disability.

Valr atine, David: Sept. 20, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 14,
62; dis. at Newport News, Va., Jan. 15, ’64; arm amputated.

Van Etten, Joseph; Sept. 20, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov.
19, ’62; disability.

Voorhees, Uriah D.; Sept. 20, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 1, 68;
disability ; corp. Sept. 20, 61; private Dec. 24, 62.

TRANSFERRED.

Ferdinand Schilling, musician ; Aug. 25, ’62; recruit; trans. as private
to Co. D, Nov. 18, ’62.

Alvord, Edward L.; Feb. 8, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. L

Barnes, Stephen A.; Jan. 29, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. B.

Burritt, Ely; Jan. 27, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. F.

Burritt, John C. 8.; Jan. 27, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. F.

Clayhill, Henry ; March 10, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. D.

Conrad, Lewis ; March 9, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Doldy, John M.; Feb. 5, ’64; recruit; wounded at Walthall, Va., May
6, 64; trans. to vet. res. corps. Sept. 30, 64; dis. June 19, ’65;
trans. from Co. B.

Fuchs, errs: Aug. 20, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. D; trans. from

Co. A.

Little, Joseph ; Dec. 26, 63; recruit; trans. to Co. F.

Morgan, David; Aug. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. L

Morgan, John; Aug. 31, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

Post, Hulmuth ; Sept. 20, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps; dis. Oct. 20, 64.

Rose, Abraham H.; Sept. 20, ’61; trans. to vet. res. corps. March 31,
64; dis. May 5, 64, to re-en.

Sackville, Joseph; Feb. 20, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.
Company E. 461

Sreridan, John; Dec. 21, 63; recruit; trans. to Ca. F.

Van Gordon, Alexander M.; Jan. 7, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. H.

Ward, Martin ; Sept. 20, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps. Sept. 30, ’64; dis.
Aug. 7, 65; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Wolf, Joseph ; Jan. 20, °64; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

DIED.

Cooper, George E.; Sept. 20, 61; died on battlefield May 16, °64, of
wounds received at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.; re-en. Nov. 80, ’63.

Delaney, Tinton; Sept. 20, °61; died of hemorrhage of bowels at
Craven st. hosp., Newbern, N. C., April 29, 62; buried at Newbern
nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 16.

Dickson, George B.; Feb. 24, 64; recruit; died at gen. hosp., Philadel-
hia, Pa., Sept. 23, 64, of wounds received at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.;
uried at Philadelphia, Pa.; trans. from Co. H.

Gray, Hiram ; Sept. 20, 61; killed before Petersburg, Va., June 25,
64; re-en. Nov. 30, ’63.

Hunt, Benjamin W.; Sept. 20, 61; died at Camp Olden, Trenton, N. J.,

Nov. 23, ’61.

Love, George; Sept. 20, 61; died at Newton, N. J., Feb. 27, ’64, while
on vet. furlough; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Lyons, John ; Sept. 20, ’61 ; died of typhoid fever on hosp. ship. at Hat-
teras Inlet, N. C., March 4, ’62.

Maxwell, Israel O.; Sept. 20, 61; died of typhoid fever on hosp. ship,
at Hatteras Inlet, N. C,, Feb. 22, ’62.

Monsch, John; Sept. 20, ’61; killed at Walthall, Va., May 7, 64;
buried at City Point nat. cemetery, Va., sec. F, div. 1, grave 34;
corp. Sept. 20, 61; private July 3, ’63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Predmore, Theodore; Aug. 18, 62; recruit; died of chronic diarrhoea
at Balfour aon hosp., Portsmouth, Va., Aug. 2, 64; buried at nat.
cemetery, Hampton, Va., row 6, sec. D, grave 37.

Ribble, Conrad; Feb. 15, ’64; recruit; died of typhoid pneumonia at
Fortress Monroe, Va., Sept. 24, 64; buried at nat. cemetery,
Hampton, Va., row 8, sec. E, grave 50; trans. from Co. H.

Scheidemantel, Andrew ; Sept. 18, ’61; died of apoplexy at Ward gen.
hosp., Newark, N. J., Oct. 18, 63, buried at Fairmount cemetery,
Newark, N. J.; corp. Sept. 18, 61; private Nov. 17,’62; trans. from
Co. A.

Sickles, James E.; Sept. 20, 61; died at gen. hosp., Hampton, Va.,
June 1, °64, of wounds received at Walthall, Va.; buried at nat.
cemetery, Hampton, Va., row 7, sec. C, grave 13; re-en. Jan.
18, 64.

Tierce, Lucas; Sept. 20, 61; died of black tongue fever at Craven gen.
hosp., Newbern, N. C., April 17, ’62.

Weilhardt, Ambrosius; Sept. 13, 61; died Oct. 19, °63; supposed to
have fallen overboard from transport ‘‘ Albany,” en route from
Newbern, N. C., to Newport News, Va.; bugler Sept. 13, ’61;
private Nov. 17, 62; trans. from Co. A.

Whitehead, Hampton ; Sept. 20, 61; died at Brickyard hosp., Newbern,
N. C., March 17, 62, of wounds received at Newbern, N. C.

Williams, James; Sept. 20, 61; died at Hammond gen. hosp., Beau-
fort, N. C., Sept. 26, 64; also reported dis. Dec. 7, 64.

DESERTED.
Buckalew, Wesley ; Feb. 3, ’64; recruit; deserted en route to regt.
Burke, John; Sept. 30, °64; 1 yr.; substitute ; deserted Jan. 9, °65, at

Carolina City, N. C.

Butler, William; Oct. 1, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; deserted Jan. 9, ’65, at
Carolina City, N. C. )

Campbell, Henry; Oct. 1,64; 1 yr.; substitute ; deserted Dec. 27, ’64,
at Carolina City, N. C.
462 Nints NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Chapman, Thomas; Sept. 29, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; deserted Oct. 20,
64, at Carolina City, N. C.

Griffin, William ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; deserted Dec. 27, °64,
at Carolina City, N. C. ;

Haling, Robert; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; deserted Nov. 6, 64, at
Carolina City, N. C.

Haverty, John ; March 24, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; deserted en route to regt.

Johnson, Pierson; Sept. 24, 61; deserted Oct. 20, ’61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Kent, James; Sept. 20, ’61; deserted July 10, ’65, at gen. hosp.,
Newark, N. J.; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Moore, William ; Sept. 20, 61; deserted March 7, ’64, on vet. furlough ;
re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Norfolk, Alexander; Feb. 8, ’64; recruit; deserted at draft rendezvous,
Trenton, N. J.

Osborne, John H.; Sept. 24, 61; deserted Oct. 20, 61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Roberts, Richard; April 5,’65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted June 30, ’65, at
Greensboro, N. C.

Rogers, Robert ; Sept. 24, 61; deserted October 20, ’61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Slaven, James ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; deserted March 28, ’65,
at Fort Macon, N. C.

Smith, James F.; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; deserted Nov. 6, ’64,
at Carolina City, N. C.

Street, Charles H.; Sept. 30, 64; l yr.; substitute; deserted Nov. 20,
64, at Carolina City, N. C

FinaL RECORD UNKNOWN.

Ellison, William; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; corp. Dec. 7, 64; pri-
vate April 30, 65; prisoner of war.

COMPANY F.

William B. Curlis, capt.; Nov. 9, 61; prom. maj. Jan. 8, ’63.

Augustus Thompson, capt.; Jan. 8, °63 ; 1st lieut. Nov. 9, ’61; capt. vice
Curlis prom.; dis. Feb. 9, ’65.

Lewis D. Sheppard, capt.; Feb. 10, ’65 ; sergt. Oct, 24,61; 1st sergt. May
16, 62; 2d lieut. Jan. 8, °63; 1st lieut. Co. B, April 13, 64; capt.
vice Thompson dis.; dis. July 12, 65.

Morris C. Runyon, 1st lieut.; Jan. 8, 63; Ist sergt. Sept. 23, 61; 2d

* lieut. May 16, 62; 1st lieut. vice Thompson prom; prom. capt. Co.
G, Nov. 4, 64.

Joseph Wright, 1st lieut.; Nov. 27, 64; 2d lieut. Co. K, March 11, ’64;
Ist lieut. vice Runyon prom.; dis. May 15, ’64, for wounds received.

James V. Gibson, 2d lieut.; Nov. 9, ’61; resigned April 27, ’62.

Amos H. Evans, 2d lieut.; April 13,°64 ; sergt. Oct. 19,’61; 1st sergt. Feb.
10, 63; re-en. Nov. 25, '63; 2d lieut. vice Sheppard prom.; prom. 1st
lieut. Co. E, Sept. 28, 64.

Henry B. Lanning, 2d lieut.; Sept. 28, ’64; private Nov. 1, ’61; corp.
Sept. 20, 62; sergt. April 25, 63; re-en. Dec. 20,63; 2d lieut. vice
Eyeue Bmore 1st lieut. July 20, ’65 ; not mustered ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Robert G. Sheppard, Ist sergt.; Oct. 24,61; corp. July 5,’62 ; sergt. April
25, °63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; Ist sergt. Jan. 18,’64; 2d lieut. July 20,
65 ; not mustered.

George S. Titus, sergt. ; Sept. 23, 61; corp. Sept. 23, 61; sergt. July
1, 62; re-en. Jan. 18,64; wounded at Cold Harbor, Va. June 8,
64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., May 8, ’65.

William L. Van Dewater, sergt.; Sept. 28, “61; dis. Dec. 7, °64.

Charles M. Preston, sergt. ; Sept. 23, 61; corp. Oct. 24, 61; wounded
at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; sergt. April 23,
64; dis. July 12, ’65.
Company F. 463

William J. Parker, sergt.; Sept. 23, 61; corp. Sept. 28, 61; private
March 9, ’63 ; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; sergt.; dis. July 12, °65.

Edward Carlen, sergt.; Sept. 28, 61; corp. Jan. 1, 64; re-en. Jan. 18,
*64; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,°64; sergt. Jan. 1, ’65;
dis. July 12, 65.

John Vv. M. Sutphin, corp.; Sept. 28, 61; corp. March 9, 63; re-en. Jan.
18, 64 ; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62, and wounded at
Petersburg, Va., Aug. 18, 64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., J uly 25, ’65.

Justus Woodhull, corp.; Sept. 23, 61; corp. April 7, ’63; re-en. Jan.
28, °64; dis. July 12, ’65.

John McGregor, corp.; Sept. 28, 61; corp. April 25, 63; re-en. Jan. 18,
64; wounded at Cold Harbor, Va., June 6, 64; dis. July 12, °65.
Jacob E. Dalrymple, corp.; Sept. 28, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. May

1, °64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Reuben H. Leaming, corp.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18,64; corp. May
16, ’64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July 19, ’65.

Jonathan R. Reading, corp.; Sept. 23, °61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; corp.
Jan. 1, 65; dis. July 12, 65.

Watson F. Larue, corp.; Sept. 20, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, 63; wounded at
Petersburg, Va., Aug. 21, 64; corp. May 1, 65; dis. July 12, ’65.
Philip Cyphers, corp.; Feb. 6, 64; recruit; corp. May 1, °65; dis. at

Trenton, N. J., July 19, °65.

Thomas Horn, corp.; Aug. 16, °62; recruit; corp. April 25, ’63; dis. at
Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Barton Higgins, musician ; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; mus. Dec.
1, 64; dis. July 12, 65.

sates ee musician ; Sept. 23, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, °64; dis. July

aah Ts rr agama wagoner ; Sept. 23, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July

, 65.

Alkire, Samuel ; Feb. 18, ’64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.,
May 16, 64; dis. at gen. hosp., Point Lookout, Md., June 7, °65.

Ames, Joseph S.; Feb. 24, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Bailey, Garrett T.; Sept. 22, 64; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Bailey, Isaac P.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Baner, James; Sept. 23, ’61 ; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Benjamin, Frederick H.; Sept. 23, ’61 ; corp. Oct. 17, ’61; private March
9, °63 ; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis: July 12, 65.

Peron William ; Feb. 3, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July
19, °65.

Blake, James ; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; dis. July 12, ’65.

Boyd, Charles; Aug. 29, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, 65.

Bradford, Jacob S.; March 20, ’65; Lyr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C.;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Brown, Aaron A.; Sept. 28, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; wounded at Wal-
thall, Va., May 7, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65. ;

Buckalew, Charles A.; Sept. 23, ’61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Burritt, Ely ; Jan. 27, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. E; dis. at Ward U,
S. army gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., June 17, ’65. :

Burritt, John C. §.; Jan. 27, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. E.; dis. July
12, 65. : 3

Burroughs, Clark N.; Sept. 28, ’61; sergt, Nov. 18, ’61; private April
25, ’68; dis. Dec. 7, °64. ;

Cain, Bernard ; Feb. 24, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65. .

Carr, William P.; March 23, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis,
July 12, ’65.

Carter, David S.; March 23, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. from Co. D,

Clark, John ; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Clawson, Thomas J.; Feb. 24, 64 ; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.
464 Ninta NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Conover, Ananias M.; Feb. 27, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis. at
gen. hosp., June 8, ’65.

Conover, George R.; Aug. 29, 64; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. June 14, ’65.

Cooley, Samuel ; April 6, 65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, 765. :

Craft, William H.; March 28, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. D.; dis.
July 12, 65.

Cronce, Leonard F.; Sept. 23, 61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Cronce, Peter R.; Sept. 28, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Drost, John V. D.; March 8, ’64; recruit; deserted June 2, 64; returned
to duty ; dis. July 12, ’65..

Emmons, George H.; Sept. 28, 61; deserted Dec. 1, 61; returned to
duty Aug. 6, 62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Fagan, Bernard; April 12, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Fitzgerald, Charles M.; Feb. 29, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

French, John E.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; wounded at Wise’s
Forks, N. C., March 8, °65; dis. at New York Aug. 12, ’65.

Gallagher, Hugh; March 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Geary, Charles ; Sept. 23,’61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; wounded at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Gray, Matthew; Jan. 28, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Harbert, David S.; April 10,’65; lyr.; drafted ; trans. from Co. K; dis.
at Mower hosp., Philadelphia, Pa., June 23, ’65.

Hellinger, Joseph; Sept. 23, °61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; wounded at Cold
Harbor, Va., June 7, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hendershot, Philip ; Sept. 28, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March
14, 62; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Hosen Asa P.; Feb. 20, 64; recruit; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July
19, 65.

Hopkins, Henry W.; Sept. 23, ’61; corp. Nov. 13, 61; private Jan. 20,
63; re-en. Dec. 20, °63; dis. at Lovell gen. hosp., Portsmouth
Grove, R. 1, July 8, ’65.

Hughes, Simeon; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Huth, Sebastian; Feb. 28, ’65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

_ Johnson, David ; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Johnson, James ; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, 63 ; wounded at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16,64; dis. July 12, ’65; died at Danville, Va., July
18, 65, of pee fever.

Kays, Oscar; Dec. 31, 63; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

King, Robert; Feb. 9, 64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.,
May 16, ’64; dis. July 12, 65.

Kitchen, Robert H.; Jan. 27, 64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 14, ’64; dis. at New York, May 25, ’65.

Kline, William 8.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; dis. at Trenton,
N, J., July 19, ’65.

Knowles, Joseph; Sept. 23, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, °65.

Koch, Jacob; March 1, ’65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Lafont, Pierre; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Larue, Paul; Oct. 1, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Leiseygang, Albert; March 1, ’65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Little, Isaac; March 3, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Little, Joseph ; Dec. 26, ’63 ; recruit; trans. from Co. E; dis. J uly 12, ’65.

Lombart, Louis; April 11, ’65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hone Benjamin; March 8, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. A; dis.

ay 12, °65.
Lowe, Henry O.; Sept. 23, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.
Lowe, John M.; March 8, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.
Matlock, George W.; March 7, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I;
dis. July 12, 65,
Company F. 465

Metz, William M.; Sept. 23, °61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.
Mills, Samuel R.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. at Mansfield
x ea hosp., Beaufort, N. C., June 8, 65.

Mitchell, Charles W.; Sept. 28, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; wounded at
Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Morrison, Benjamin; Sept. 1, °68; recruit; wounded at Petersburg,
Va., June 24, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Murat, Edward ; Oct. 1, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Osborne, Benjamin ; Feb. 29, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. D ; wounded

_ at Petersburg, Va., July 15, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.
Price, Joseph ; Jan. 26, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. A; dis. July 12, ’65.
aah 7 ee J.; Aug. 18, 62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June
» 65.

Salley, Benjamin Y.; Sept. 23, ’61 ; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Sergeant, Alexander; March 8, ’64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Sheridan, John; Dec. 21, ’68; recruit; trans. from Co. E; wounded at
Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 15, ’64 ; dis. May 26, ’65.

Smith, John ; Sept. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Spangenberg, Alanson L.; Dec. 26, ’63; recruit ; wounded at Petersburg,
Va., July 30, 65; dis. July 12, ’65.

Steel, John ; Sept. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Suydam, Sydney B.; Sept. 23, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Sylvester, George ; April 8, 65 ; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Thomas, Albert R.; Sept. 23, 61; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Thompecn, Joseph ; Sept. 23, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Jan.

65.

Thompson, William J.; Sept. 20, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July
12, ’65.

Tindall, John W.; Sept. 23, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. at Trenton, N.
J., July 19, ’65.

Tooker, Theodore W.; Sept. 28, 61; dis. Oct. 26, 64.

Tumith, James; Dec. 21, ’63; recruit; trans. from Co. C.; dis. July
12, 65.

Vanacker, William ; Aug. 11, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Vandewater, Alexander; Sept. 28, 61; corp. Sept. 27, ’61; private
March 9, ’63 ; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Veach, John P.; April 11, 65 ;1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Veit, Jacob ; Sept. 23, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Voorhees, Hiram G.; Sept. 23, ’61 ; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Wakefield, Ralph ; Dec. 1, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Waters, Daniel; April 8, ’65 ; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Waters, John; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; substitute ; July 12, ’65.

Weaver, George V. H.; Sept. 23, 61; dis. Oct. 29, 64.

Whittaker, Jesse E.; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. J uly 12, 65.

Williams, David ; Dec. 28, 64; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

DISCHARGED.

David 8. Bailey, corp.; Sept. 28, 61; dis. at. Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 17,
62; disability. :

Aubick, Augustus; Sept. 28, 61; dis. at Carolina City, N. C., May 28,
63; disability. :
Baldwin, Ralph L.; Sept. 23, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 18, 62 ;

disability.
Blackwell, Clayton E.; Sept. 28, 61; dis. at Hammond gen. hosp.,
Beaufort, N. C., Oct. 22, 62; disability. . :
Chance, Edwin; Sept. 20, '61; dis. at gen. hosp., Philadelphia, Pa.,
May 10, 62; wounds received at Newbern, N.C.
466 NintaH NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Drost, Cornelius; Sept. 20, 61; dis. at gen. hosp., David’s Island, New
York Harbor, Aug. 15, 65; disability ; trans. from Co. C.

Ford, Charles M.; Sept. 28, 61; dis. at Carolina City, N. C., June 19,
683; disability.

Hendershot, Obadiah ; Dec. 29, 63; dis. at draft rendezvous, Trenton,
N. J., April 2, 64; disability.

Hough, Lewis 8.; Dec. 28, ’63; recruit; dis. at McClellan gen. hosp.,
Philadelphia, Pa., June 26, 65; disability.

Hulsizer, John W.; Jan. 27, 64; recruit; wounded at Petersburg, Va.,
July 30, ’64; dis. at hosp., Newark, N. J., Beet 16, °65; disability.

Hurtt, Charles M.; Sept. 28, '61; dis. at Camp Olden, Trenton, N. J.,
Oct. 19, 61; minority.

Kitchen, John; Sept. 23, 61; dis. at a hosp., Philadelphia, Pa., May
29, °65; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64, and Cold
Harbor, Va., June 4, 64,

McLarkin, Hugh; Sept. 28, ’61; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July 10, ’62;
accidentally wounded.

ieee amas Sept. 23, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., May 23, ’63;

isability.

Sailor, Joseph ; Sept. 28, 61; dis. at Camp Olden, Trenton, N. J., Oct.
12, 61; disability.

Simpkins, Henry; Sept. 23, 61; dis. Nov. 25, 62, to join regular
army.

Smith, tonathan ; Sept. 23, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Oct. 22, 62; disability.

Sr, yi G.; Sept. 23, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 18, 62;

sability.

Titus, Timothy ; Jan. 26,65; Lyr.; recruit; dis. at gen. hosp., Phila-
delphia, Pa., June 28, 65; disability.

Van Fleet, James O.; Sept. 23, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 17, ’62.

Van Syckle, John; Sept. 23, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 30, 63;
disability.

Webster, Samuel; Sept. 23, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., March 18, 63;
disability.

TRANSFERRED.

Basch, Franz; May 20, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Bierman, William; June 9, ’62; recruit ; trans. to Co. G.

Burns, Adam; Feb. 25, ’65; 1 yr.; drafted; trans. to Co. G.

Creed, William E.; March 4, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. L

Deemer, Jefferson L.; Feb. 22, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Everts, Herman ; July 23, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Fessol, Frederick; June 6, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Finan, James; Nept. 23, ’°61; trans. to vet. res. corps. Jan. 20, 64; dis.
Sept. 23, 64.

Hall, George J.; Sept. 23, °61; trans. to vet. res. corps. Jan. 20, 64; dis.
Sept. 23, ’64.

Bede William ; Sept. 23, ’61; trans. to vet. res. corps.; dis. Oct.

2

James, Thomas; Jan. 28, ’64; recruit ; trans. to Co. B.
Keenan, Henry; Dec. 22, ’63; recruit; trans. to Co. H.
Mailoff, James ; Sept. 23, °61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,

62; trans. to vet. res. corps.; dis. Oct. 3, °64
McCausland, John A.; Dec. 26, 63; recruit; trans. to Co. H.
McCormick, James; March 31, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. L
Meir, William ; March 1, ’65; 1 yr.; drafted; trans. to Co. G.
Mullniex, William ; March 15, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co, H.
Nauman, Gustav; July 26, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. G.
Oldham, John; March 7, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. H.
Osborne, Lewis ; Jan. 30, 65 ; recruit; trans. to Co. C.
Quinse, Frederick ; March 1, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; trans. to Co. G,
Company F. 467

Robertson, Henry H.; March 21, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. K.
Seeger, Adam; June 23, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. G.
Somet, Edwin H.; June 6, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. G.
Stewart, Edward C.; Feb. 24, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. G.
Stryker, Andrew ; March 15, ’64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
he May 16, ’64, trans. to vet. res. corps. March 15, ’65 vai: Sept.
’

Vannest, Henry V. D.; Sept. 23, °61; wounded at Newbern, N. C.,
March 14, ’62 ; trans. to vet. res. corps. Jan. 20, 64; dis. Sept. 23,
64; corp. Oct. 23, '61; private Aug. 13, ’62.

Drmp.

Acton, Edward; Sept. 23, 61; killed at Cold Harbor, Va., June 8, 64

Blackwell, Isaac V. D.; Sept. 23, ’61; killed at Roanoke Island, N. C.,
Feb. 8; 62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 74.

Blake, Samuel L.; Sept. 23, 61; died at Roanoke Island, N. C., Feb. 19,
°62, of wounds received at Roanoke Island, N. C.; buried at New-
bern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 73,

Blizzard, Franklin ; Sept. 23, 61; died at gen. hosp., Morehead City,
N.C., Nov. 29, ’64; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec.
12, grave 38.

Boyle, Michael; Sept. 23, 61; died at Newbern, N. C., March 15, ’62,
of wounds received at Newbern, N. C.; buried at Newbern nat.
cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 96.

Buckalew, Wesley; Feb. 3, ’64; recruit; died of chronic diarrhoea at
Ward U. S. gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., June 20, ’64; buried at
Cypress Hill cemetery, Long Island, N. Y., grave 1,228.

Craig, John; Sept. 23, 61; died of fever at Beaufort, N. C., Aug. 24,
°62 ; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 124.
Hall, Robert M.; Sept. 23, ’61; died of yellow fever at Beaufort, N. C.,
Nov. 19. ’64; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave

126; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Harman, William ; Sept. 23, 61; died at gen. hosp. Hampton, Va.,
Aug. 20, ’64, of wounds received at Walthall, Va.; buried at nat.
cemetery, Hampton, Va., row 19, sec. E, grave 39 ; re-en. Jan. 18,’64.

Housell, William H.; Sept. 23, 61; died of fever at Newbern, N. C.,
May 27, ’62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 129.

Johnson, Isaac; Sept. 23, 61; missing at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
64; supposed dead; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63.

Kennedy, John; Sept. 23, 61; died of fever at Newbern, N. C., Aug.
8, 63; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 6.
Lowe, Peter T.; March 8, ’64; recruit; died in rebel prison at Rich-

mond, Va., July 16, ’64; buried at nat. cemetery, Richmond, Va.

McCready, David B.; Sept. 28, °61; died of fever at Newbern, N. C.,
July 17, 62; buried at Newbern, nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 121. ‘

Nelson, Harrison R.; Sept. 24, 61; died of fever at Newbern, N. C.,.
May 4, ’62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 65.

Nymaster, John D.; Sept. 23, ’61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March
14, 62; killed at Cold Harbor, Va., June 3, 64; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63.

Qsborne, John; Sept. 23, 61; died of yellow fever at Newbern, N. C.,.
Oct. 12, 64; re-en. Nov. 25, 63. __

Richman, Jonathan ; Sept. 23, ’61; died of fever on board hosp. trans-
ort “Dragoon,” at Newbern, N. C., March 23, ’62; buried at
ewbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 75. ;

Sales, Thomas; March 4, 64; recruit; died at Walthall Junction, Va.,

May 6, 64, of wounds received at Walthall, Va.; buried at City
Point nat. cemetery, Va., sec. F. div. 1, grave 68.
468 NintH NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Seals, Job ; Sept. 23, 61 ; died at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 19, ’62, of wounds
received at Whitehall, N. C.

Smith, John N.; Sept. 23, 61; killed at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
64; re-en. Nov. 25, 63.

Smith, Napoleon G.; Feb. 17, ’64; recruit; missing at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, 64; died at or near Andersonville, Ga., Sept., 64.
Suydam, William; Sept. 28, 61; died at gen. hosp., Fortress Monroe,
Va., June 16, 64, of wounds received at Drewry’s Bluff, Va;

buried at nat. cemetery, Hampton, Va., row 23, sec. E, grave 52.

DESERTED.

Auten, Abram M.; Sept. 23,61 ; deserted Dec. 3, ’61, at Philadelphia, Pa.

Brestler, Frederick; Dec. 10, ’62; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Carson, Samuel H.; Feb. 10, ’64; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Couchman, James; March 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted July 9, ’65,
at Greensboro, N. C.

Darling, Charles; March 10, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted July 9, ’65, at
Greensboro, N. C.

Dunn, William ; Feb. 3, ’65; recruit; deserted July 9, ’65, at Greens-
boro, N. C.; trans. from Co. B.

McNeal, John; Sept. 23, ’61; deserted Nov. 7, ’61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Sheridan, John (2); Sept. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; deserted Nov. 18,
64, at Carolina City, N. C.

COMPANY G.

John Peter Ritter, capt. ; Nov. 9, 61; burned his feet in crossing burn-
ing bridge at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, 62; resigned April 4, 64;
disability.

Edward 8. Carrell, capt.; April 13, 64; adjt. Dec. 23, 62; capt. vice
Ritter resigned ; killed at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64.

Morris C. Runyon, capt.; Nov. 4, 64; 1st lieut. Co. F, Jan. 8,’63; capt.
vice Carrell killed; dis. July 12, ’65.

William Zimmerman, Ist lieut.; Nov. 9, 61; resigned Dec. 28, ’62.

Frederick Hobart, Ist lieut.; Dec. 29, 62; 1st sergt. Sept. 30, 61;
wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C., Feb. 2,’62 ; 2d lieut. Daly 1, °62 ;
1st lieut. vice Zimmerman resigned; dis. Oct. 19, 64, wounds re-
ceived at Walthall, Va.; capt. Aug. 29, 64; not mustered.

James Loughlin, ist lieut.; Aug. 29, 64; 2d lieut. Co. B, Dec. 8, 63;
1st lieut. vice Hobart dis.; prom. capt. Co. C, Feb. 18, 65.

George L. Bryant, 1st lieut.; April 1, 65; 2d lieut. Co. E, Aug. 1, 64;
1st lieut. vice Loughlin prom.; dis. July 12, ’65.

William H. Benton, 2d lieut.; Nov. 9, ’61; resigned March 9, ’62.

John Heckman, 2d lieut.; March 9, ’62 ; resigned June 24, ’62.

Joseph A. Schnetzer, 2d lieut.; Dec. 29,62 ; sergt. Sept. 30, 61 ; wounded
at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62 ; 2d lieut. vice Hobart prom.; re-
signed April 6, ’64 ; dis. for prom. Dec. 29, ’62.

George Peters, 2d lieut.; April 18, °64; corp. Sept. 30, °61; 1st aot
Aug. 28, ’62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; 2d. lieut. vice Schnetzer resigned ;

Ph eee a t " Sept. 30, 6

ilip Meyer, ist sergt.; Sep , 61; ser; Sept. 30, ’61 ; 1st ser;
April 18, °64; dis. Dec. 8, ’64. oe : Bt

Charles Zimmerman, corp.; Sept. 30,61; sergt. July 80, 62; re-en. Jan.
18, ’64; Ist sergt. July 1, ’65 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

John H. Fatti, sergt.; Sept. 30, ’61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63 ; taken prisoner
at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, °64; ex. May 6, ’65 ; dis. July 12, °65.

Robert Dickey, sergt.; Feb. 28, ’62; recruit ; corp. July 1, 63; re-en.
March 14, 64; sergt. April 1, 64; dis. July 12, 65.

William Zimmerman, jr., sergt.; Sept. 30, 61; corp. July 1, 68; re-en.
Jan. 18, 64; sergt, June 15, 65; dis. at Trenton, N. ae July 19, ’65.
Company G. 469

Philip Eckerson, sergt.; Sept. 80, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C.,
ec. 16, 62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. June 15, 65; sergt. July 1, ’65.
dis. July 12, ’65,

Frederick Brand, sergt.; Sept. 18, 61; sergt. Sept. 18, 61; private Nov.
17, °62 ; trans. from Co. A; sergt. Jan. 16, 63; dis. Sept. 24, 64.
Amos H. Gardner, sergt.; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; corp. Nov. 1,
64; sergt. March 1, 65; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Charles B. Garthwaite, corp.; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, °64.

Theodore Stubner, cores Aug. 6, 62; recruit; corp. Nov. 1,64; dis. at
Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

William H. Johnson, corp.; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; corp. Nov.
1, °64; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, 65.

Daniel Kennedy, corp.; Oct. 1, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; corp. May 24, 65;
dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Matthew Hill, corp.; Feb. 15, 64; recruit; taken prisoner at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, °64; corp. April 26, ’65 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Martin Sanders, corp.; Sept. 30, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. May 24,
65; dis. July 12, ’65.

Theodore Terrell, corp.; Aug. 29, 64; lyr.; recruit; corp. June 1, 65;
dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

John M. Holston, corp.; Feb. 24,’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans.'from Co. K ;

SOrEe June 15, 65; dis. July 12, ’65.

David Reed, corp.; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K ; corp.
June 15, 65; dis. July 12, ’65.

Henry Beauman, corp.; Sept. 30, 61; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Francis Davis, corp.; April 11, ’65; 1 yr.; substitute ; corp. June 20, ’65 ;
dis. July 12, 65.

George W. Whitney, corp.; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from
Co. K; corp. July 1, 65; dis. July 12, ’65.

Paul Beles corp.; Sept. 30, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; corp. July 1, 65;
dis. July 12, ’65.

John McDonald, corp.; March 8, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; corp. July 1, ’65;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Morris Welch, musician; Sept. 30, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, °64; dis. July
12, °65.

James H. Agen, wagoner; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Hammond gen. hosp.,
Beaufort, N. C., Sept. 30, 64.

Charles W. Ward, wagoner ; Sept. 30,’61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July
12, 65.

Ball, Henry J.; Aug. 26, 62; recruit; trans. from Co, A; taken pris-
oner at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Basch, Franz; May 20, ’62; recruit; trans. from Co. F; dis. May 22, ’65.

Beri, Lewis ; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, 65. ; ;

Bierman, August; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65.

Brander, Frederick ; Sept. 18, 61; corp. Sept. 18, 61; private Nov. 18,
62; trans. from Co. A; wounded at Walthall, Va., May 6, ’64; dis.
Oct. 15, ’64.

Braun, George; Sept. 18, 61; trans. from Co. A; wounded at Wal-
thall, Va., May 6, 64; dis. Dec. 8, ’64. }

Brook, Beaumont; Feb. 8, 62; recruit; re-en. March 14, ’64; dis. July
12, ’65.

Burns, Adam ; Feb. 25, 65 ; drafted ; trans. from Co. F; dis. July 12, ’65.

Byrne, Thomas ; Sept. 30, 61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64. .

izzola, Achille; Sept. 30, °64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65. ;

Conover, Jacob; Aug. 16, °64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N.C.,
June 14, ’65. : d

Connolly, Michael; April 7, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

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470 Ninto NEw JersEy VETERAN VOLs.

Conrad, Lewis; March 9, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. E; dis
July 12, 65.

Corson, Joseph; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Covert, Louces C.; March 25, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. from Co. K ; dis
July 12, 65.

Cutler, Charles; Oct. 1, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Newbern, N. C.
June 22, ’65.

Dalton, John; Feb. 15, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Dimler, David ; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Dingler, Marcus; Feb. 4, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis. Jul
12, °65

, 65.

Donnelly, William; April 7, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis
May 4, ’65.

Dyer, Edward; Aug. 13, ’64; lL yr.; recruit; wounded at Wise’s Fork
N. C., March 10, ’65; dis. at hosp., Newark, N. J., June 27, 65.

Eckhardt, Henry ; April 11, ’65; 1 yr.: substitute ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Evans, Racey; Oct. 31, ’61; re-en. Nov. 25, '63; dis. at Trenton, N. J.
July 19, ’65.

Everts, Herman ; July 23, 62; recruit ; trans. from Co. F; dis. at Greens
boro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Fahrer, Henry ; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N
C., June 14, ’65.

Fanorn, Henry; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N
C., June 14, 65.

Ford, Thomas ; Oct. 31, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, ’62
dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Fritz, John; Oct. 31, ’61; dis. Dec. 8, °64.

eet ee Adam; Feb, 23, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. A ; dis

ay 4, 65.

Frederick, William ; Aug. 13, ’64;lyr.; recruit; dis. at Greensborc
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Gause, Lewis H.; Feb. 23, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. A; dis
May 4, ’65.

Glaser, Jacob; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; discharged at Green:
boro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Gleisner, Benjamin ; May 11, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. C ; dis. Ma

Godfrey, William ; Sept. 30, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, °65.

Graff, Peter ; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.
June 14, ’65.

Hamilton, James; April 8, ’65 ; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. July 12, 65.

Hamlin, George ; Sept. 30, ’64 ; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, }
C., June 14, 65.

Hegel, Paul; Feb. 10, 64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va
May 15, ’64 ; dis. at Trenton, N. J., June 12, 65.

Herning, John ; March 29, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; di:
July 12, 65.

Hinds, Pulaski; Sept. 30, ’61 ; sergt. eda 80, ’61 ; private Aug. 28, 62
served in signal corps, U. S. army ; died of yellow fever at Roanok
Island, N. C., October 18, ’64'; dis. Oct. 7, °64.

Johnson, John ; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Keenan, Thomas; Sept. 380, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. at Trenton, }
J., July 719, 65.

Keinkerscht, Adolphus ; Feb. 24, 64; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Kerchgesner, Leopold; April 10, ’65; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. July 12, ’6!

Kline, Jacob; Feb. 24, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Koch, George; Feb. 25, '64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; dis. at Tre:
ton, N. J., July 19, ’65.

Kratz, Jacob ; Sept. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, }
C., June 14, *65.

Lang, Albert; Feb. 25,’65; l yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65..
Company G. 471

Tang, John ; Sept. 80, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,

une 14, ’65.

Lee, Patrick ; Sept. 80, 61; dis. Dec. 7, 64, '

Ludwig, Ludwig; June 30, 63; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Mahoney, Stephen ; Sept. 30, ’61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; dis. July 12, ’65.

McCandless, David ; Sept. 30, 61; dis. Dec. 8, °64.

McCree, James; Sept. 30, 61; dis. Dec. 8, 64

McJohn, Edward; April 18, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. Aug. 10, ’65.

McMullin, James; Feb. 28, '62; recruit; re-en. March 14, ’64; taken
prisoner at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; paroled prisoner ; dis.

_at gen. hosp., Annapolis, Md., June 19, °65.

Meir, William ; March 1, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; trans. from Co. F; dis.
July 12, °65,

Michon, Alfred; Sept. 29, 64; substitute; dis. July 12, °65.

Moore, Joseph C.; April 11, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Morgan, Henry ; Sept. 23, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,

. C., June 14, ’65.

Muller, John ; Sept. 23, 64; substitute; dis. July 12, 65.

Huey, John; March 28, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, 65.

Murray, Samuel; Sept. 30, ’61; wagoner ; Sept. 30, 61; private Jan. 1,
64; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Nauman, Gustav; July 26, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. F; dis. at
Newbern, N. C., June 22, 65.

Newhoffer, Sebastian ; Sept. 30, 61; corp. Sept. 30, ’62; private June
27, 63; taken prisoner at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, '64; dis.
Dec. 8, ’64.

Newschafer, George ; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greens-
boro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Quinn, John; March 20, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis.
July 12, 65.

Quinse, Frederick ; March 1, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. F;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Ty Oa ohn A.; Aug. 4, 62; recruit; dis. at Richmond, Va., Aug.

Reuss, Lenipold; Feb. 25, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Rhubart, George; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Rien, Lorenze; Sept. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at gen. hosp., Ports-
mouth Grove, R. I., July 15, 65.

Riley, sane Oct. 1, °64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Newbern, June

65.

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Ritchie, Valentine; Oct. 1, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Rogers, Albin; March 18, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis.
July 12, 65.

Rosenbauer, Frederick ; Sept. 30, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; accidentally
wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 12, ’64; dis. at Trenton, N. J.,
July 19, ’65.

Rudinger, Benjamin ; Sept. 30, 61; wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C.,
Feb. 8, 62; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Scheimer, George; Feb. 25, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Schiller, Francis; Sept. 30,64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ‘65. ©

Shields, Michael; Dec. 5, 63; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Skunk, Jacob; Feb. 25, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Smith, George (1); Aug. 15, 62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65. :

Smith, George (2); April 10, 65; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Somet, Edwin H.; June 6,’62 ; recruit ; trans. from Co. F; dis. at Greens-
boro, N. C., June 14, ’65. :

Sonst, Philip ; April 11, ’65; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. July 12, 65.
472 NintH NEW JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Stalford, William F.; Feb. 28, °65;1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Steward, Edward C.; Feb. 24, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. F; wounded
at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,’64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July 19,’65.

Stites, Amos B.; Sept. 30, 61; dis. Nov. 20, ’64.

Struble, John H.; Feb. 24, ’65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Supple, Maurice; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Terrell, William ; Sept. 30, ’61 ; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Treen, John M.; March 21,’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Ward gen. hosp.,
Newark, N. J., Aug. 4, ’65.

Violet, Lewis ; Sept. 29, 64; lyr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Wall, James; Sept. 30, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, 62;
dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Ward, William ; Oct. 30,°61; corp. July 1, ’63; re-en. Nov. 25, 63;
wounded at Walthall, Va., May 6,64; private Feb. 1,65; dis. July
12, 65.

Weisler, Andrew ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65. :

Wentz, John; Aug. 23, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, 65,

Williams, James H.; Feb. 18, ’64; recruit; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July
19, 65.

Wilson, Charles; Feb. 15, ’64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Wurgler, Rudolph; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Ward gen.
hosp., Newark, N. J., July 31, 65.

Zane, Isaac B.; Jan. 18, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. H.; dis.
May 4, ’65.

Zurfall, Augustus ; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

DISCHARGED.

Charles A. Faczek, corp.; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Trenton, N. J., March
11, 63; disability.

George O. Tylee, corp.; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 17,
62; disability.

Stephen Beatty, corp.; Sept. 30, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C.,
March 14, ’62; deserted Aug. 18, 62, at Newbern, N. C.; returned
to duty ; dis. at gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Feb. 28, ’63.

Ash, George ; Sept. 30,’61 ; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 23,’62 ; disability.

Brondsteller, William Sr.; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June
17, 62; disability.

Brondsteller, William Jr.; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at U. S. army gen. hosp.,
Newark, N. J., Jan. 31, ’64; wounded at Goldsboro, N. C., Dec. 17,
62; leg amputated.

Dickert, Adam ; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 18, 68;
disability.

Pie Thomas ; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., July 18,°63 ;

isability.

Gaessler, Valentine ; Sept. 25, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 15, 63 ;
disability ; trans. from Co. A.

Hand, James ; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Camp Olden, Trenton, N. J., Nov.
5, 65; minor. :

Hurst, Symbinanus ; Sept. '30, °61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec.
aves dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., March 15, ’64; dis-
ability.

Knapp, John; Aug. 28, '62; recruit; dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark,
N. J., May 26, '64; disability. ‘

Kunkle, Michael; Sept. 25, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., March 26, ’68;
oe sergt. Sept. 25, ’61; private Nov. 17, ’62;.trans. from

O.
Company G. 473

McBride, Patrick; Sept. 30, °61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., March 1, °68 ;
disability.

Miles, William ; Sept. 11, °61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Dec. 12, 63; dis-
ability ; corp. Sept. 11, ’61; ae Nov. 17, ’62 ; trans. from Co. A.

Moran, Patrick; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 24, ’63; dis-

ability.
Porepp, oes Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Morehead City, Nov. 21, ’62;
isability.
Rannard, John ; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., April 1, 68; dis-
ability.

ee 3 Oct. 31, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., July 10, ’62; dis-

ability.

Rowe, Matthew]; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., March 11, ’63;
disability.

Saland, John P.; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 17, 62;
disability.

Sauerbrunn, Jacob ; Sept. 30, ’61 ; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 23,
62; disability.

Scheller, Charles; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 1, ’63;
disability.

Seeger, Adam; June 23, ’62; recruit; dis. at Hilton Head, S. C., May
11, °63 ; disability ; trans. from Co. E.

Seidel, George ; Dec. 31, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
764; dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Aug. 15, ’65; re-en.
Nov. 25, '63.

ou eemuehs Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 1, ’63; dis-
ability.

Sponheimer, Philip; March 8, ’64; recruit; dis. at Ward gen. hosp.,
Newark, N. J., July 4, 65; wounds received at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.

Thiele, John; Sept. 25, ’61 ; dis. at Newbern, N. C., July ’68 ; disability ;
trans. from Co. A.

Williamson, Victor; Sept. 30, 61; wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C.,
Feb. 8, 62; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 22, ’63; disability.

TRANSFERRED.

Armstrong, William ; Sept. 9, 64; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. D.

Bemspach, Michael ; Oct. 1, 64; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. B.

Bierman, William; June 9, ’62; recruit; trans. to vet. res. corps, Oct.
10, 64; dis. June 14, ’65; trans. from Co. F.

Bolton, Levi ; Aug. 19, ’62 ; recruit; trans. to Co. B.

OnE, eens Sept. 30, ’61; 1 yr.; trans. to vet. res. corps ; dis. Sept.

Coyle, Thomas; March 15, ’65 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. H. :
Doty, Samuel K.; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps; dis. Sept.
30, ’

, 64,
Ebert, Sebald ; May 20, ’62 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. K. :
Fessol, Frederick; June 6, ’62; recruit; trans. to vet. res. corps ; dis.
Oct. 27. 64; trans. from Co. F. ;
Harp Henry ; Sept. 80, ’61; trans. to vet. res. corps, July 1, ’63; dis.
ept. 29, 64. / .
Knaben, Henry ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps, Jan. 20, 64; dis.
Sept. 30, ’64.
Lee, George: Sept. 80, ’61; trans. to vet. res. corps ; dis. Oct. 1, ’64.
Luderson, William ; Aug. 21, ’62; recruit; wounded at Whitehall, N.
C., Dec. 16, 62; trans. to vet. res. corps, Sept. 1, 63; dis. July 7, 65;
trans. from Co. A.
Manderville, James ; Feb. 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. I.
McGinn, Thomas ; Sept. 30, ’61 ; trans. to Co. C; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63.
Scanlin, John ; March 14, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. toCo. A.
Schardien, Valentine ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps; dis. Sept.
30, °64.
474 NintH NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Sayre, James E.; April 18, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. K.
Yader, James ; March 22, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trams. to Co. A.

DIED.

Antony Raug, corp.; Sept. 30, ’61; died of diarrhoea at Charleston, S.
C., Sept. 20, 64, while pris. of war; buried at nat. cemetery, Beau-
fort, S. C.; re-en. Feb. 29, ’64.

Simon Lauterback, corp.; Sept. 30, 61; died at Petersburg, Va., May
26, ’°64, of wounds received at Walthall, Va.; pris. of war ; buried
at Poplar Grove nat. cemetery, Va., div. D, sec. B, grave 15 ; corp.
Aug. 18, ’62; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

William M. Smith, corp.; Sept. 30, 61 ; died of yellow fever at Mansfield
gen. hosp., Morehead City, N. C., Oct. 10, 64; mus. Sept. 30, ’61;
corp. March 30, ’63.

Johann Muller, musician ; Sept. 30, 61; died of intermittent fever at
Florence, 8. C., Feb. 13, 65; re-en. Jan. 18, 64

Beck, Philip ; one 27, 62; recruit; died of typhoid fever at Morehead
City, N. C., Nov: 5, 62.

Commeford, Patrick; Sept. 30, 61; died at Newbern, N. C., Jan. 4, ’63,
of wounds received at Whitehall, N. C.; buried at Newbern nat.
cem., N. C., sec. 12, grave 35.

Corin, John J. ; March 16, 64; recruit; died of chronic insanity at gov-
ernment asylum for the insane, Washington, D. C., May 22, ’71.
Deemer, Jefferson L. ; Feb. 22, 64; recruit; died of scurvy at Ander-
* sonville, Ga., Sept. 1, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville,

Ga., ve 7,469 ; trans. from Co. F.

Dillon, Edward ; Sept. 30, 61; died of diarrhoea at Andersonville, Ga.,
Aug. 30, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga., grave
7,304; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Dolan, Michael; Sept. 30, °61; killed at Newbern, N. C., March
14, °62.

Frey, William ; March 17, ’64; recruit; died of scurvy at Andersonville,
Ga., Aug. 11, ’64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga.,
grave 5,327.

Grienich, Adam ; Oct. 9, ’61; died at U. S. army gen. hosp., Newark, N.
J., Sept. 16, °64; trans. from Co. A.

Heck, Joseph ; Sept. 25, ’61; died of typhoid fever at Andersonville,
Ga., July 28, '64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga., grave
3,819 ; trans. from Co. A.

Huber, Christian ; Sate 10, °62; recruit; shot by rebel sentinel while
stepping on dead line at Andersonville, Ga., Aug. 5, ’64; buried at
nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga., grave 4,744.

Loetz, Henry ; Sept. 30, 61; died at Newbern, N. C., Jan. 31, 68, of
wounds received at Whitehall, N. C. ; leg amputated.

Mulvey, Timothy ; Sept. 30, 61 ; died at Newbern, N. C., March 29, ’62,
of wounds received at Newbern, N. C.

Nutt, Henry W.; Feb. 13, 64; recruit; killed at Cold Harbor, Va., June
12, ’64; buried at nat. cemetery, Cold Harbor, Va, sec. C; trans.
from Co. D.

Ott, Henry ; Sept. 30, 61 ; killed at Roanoke Island, N. C., Feb. 8, ’62.

Peach, Frederick G. ; Feb. 8, 64; recruit; died June 7, ’64, of wounds re-
ceived in action ; buried at Point Lookout, Md.

Schmidt, Charles; Aug. 7, 63; died of scurvy at Andersonville, Ga.,
ai i 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga., grave

052.

Schweitzer, Philip ; Sept. 13, 61; died of scurvy at Andersonville, Ga.,
Sept. 13, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga., grave
8,687 ; trans. from Co. A.

Sloan, Robert J.; Sept. 30, ’61; killed before Petersburg, Va., July 1,
64; buried at Pople Grove nat. cemetery, Va., div. D, sec. C, grave
65 ; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.
Company H. 475

Thompson, Thomas; July 28, 63; recruit; killed at Cold Harbor, Va.,
June 3, 64; trans. from Co. B.

Vannest, Cornelius; Oct. 31, 61; died at 18th A. C. hosp., May 8, ’64,
of wounds received at Walthall, Va.; buried at City Point nat.
cemetery, Va., sec. F, div. 1, grave 102; corp. June 27, 62 ; private
June 27, 63.

Waters, John J.; Sept. 80, 61; died of diarrhoea at Andersonville, Ga.,
Sept. 11, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga.

Welsher, John ; Sept. 30, 61; died of dropsy at Beaufort, N. C., Jan.
5, 63; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 118,

DESERTED.

Bauer, John ; Feb. 10, 64; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Crowley, Thomas ; Sept. 30, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March
14, 62 ; deserted Aug. 18, '62, while on furlough.

Downs, Patrick ; Sept. 30, 61; deserted March 7, 64, while on vet. fur-
lough; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Gollastier James; Aug. 17, 63; recruit ; deserted Sept. 7, ’63, en route

oO reg

Kelly, Charles; Feb. 16, ’64; recruit; deserted Feb. 29, 64, at draft
rendezvous, Trenton, N. J.

Kenley, Joseph; March 29,65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

King, James; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; deserted Oct. 10, 64, at
Bogue Sound, N. C.

Lang, Charles ; Oct. 4, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; deserted en route to regt.

Lenahan, William; April 8, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; deserted June 29,
°65, at Greensboro, N. C.

McCarty, John; Oct. 1, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; deserted Oct. 10, ’64, at
Bogue Sound, N. C.

McCloskey, John ; Sept. 30, 61; deserted Jan. 5, ’62, at Annapolis, Md.

Miller, Jacob ; Nov. 19, ’63; recruit; deserted May 7, ’64, at Trenton.

Oliver, Edward ; Sept. 23, ‘64; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Regenthall, William; Sept. 30,’61; deserted Nov. 19, ’61, at Trenton.

Schafer, John; March 24, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Schoen, John; Oct. 19, 63; recruit; deserted Oct. 24, 64, at Bogue
Sound, N. C.

Schuldes, Joseph ; Sept. 30, 61; deserted May 30, ’64, at DeCamp gen.
hosp., David’s Island, New York harbor ; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63.

Siebert, John; Feb. 29, ’64; recruit; deserted March 22, ’64, at draft
rendezvous, Trenton, N. J.

Stockman, Edward ; Sept. 30, ’61 ; deserted Nov. 7, ’61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Whittemore, John; Sept. 30, ’61; deserted Nov. 3, ’61, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Wurst, Frederick. Sept. 30, ’61; deserted Nov. 19, ’61, at Camp Olden,

Trenton, N. J.
COMPANY H.

Joseph J. Henry, capt. ; Nov. 11, ’61; killed at Roanoke Island, N. C.,
eb. 8, 62.

James Stewart, Jr., capt.; March 9, °62; Ist lieut. Nov. 11, ’61; capt.
vice Henry killed; prom. maj. Dec. 22, ’62.

Joseph B. Lawrence, capt.; Dec. 28, ’62 ; 2d lieut. Nov. 11, 61; 1st heut.
March 9, ’62; capt. vice Stewart prom.; died at Chesapeake gen.
hosp., Fortress Monroe, Va., May 31, ’64, of wounds received at
Drewry’s Bluff, Va. :

Edward S. Pullen, capt. ; Aug. 29, ’64; raga Oct. 3, 61; sergt. Feb. 1,
62; 1st sergt. March 1, ae 1st lieut. Dec. 23, 62; capt. vice Law-
rence died ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Jaccb L, Hawk; 1st liews; Aug. 24, 64; sergt. Oct. 8, ’61 ; 2d lieut, Dec.
23, ’62 ; Ist lieut. vice Pullen prom. ; wounded at Whitehall, N. C.,
Dec. 16, 62; dis. July 12, 65.
476 NintH New Jersey VETERAN VOLS.

Edward 8. Carrell, 2d lieut. ; March 9, ’62 ; sergt. Oct. 8, '61; 2d lieut.
vice Lawrence prom.; prom. adjt. Dec. 23, °62.

Lucius C. Bonham, 2d lieut.; Sept. 10, 64; sergt. Co. A; 2d lieut. vice
Hawk prom.; prom. 1st lieut. Co. A, March 16, ’65.

John W. Creveling, ist sergt.; Oct. 3, 61; corp. Oct. 3, ’61; sergt. Nov.
1, °62; re-en. Ae 18, 64; 1st sergt. Jan. 1, 65; 2d lieut. May 22,
65; not mustered; dis. July 12, ’65.

George W. Miller, sergt.; Oct. 8, ’61; corp. Nov. 1, ’62; re-en. Nov. 25,
63; sergt. Sept. 1, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Jacob L. Yeomans, sergt.; Oct. 3, 61; corp. Nov. 1, 62; re-en. March
25, 64; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; sergt. Dec.
10, 64; dis. July 12, '65.

John Donnelly, sergt.; Oct. 3, 61; corp. Nov. 1,’62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64;
sergt. Jan. 1, °65; dis. July 12, 65.

William Van Gordon, sergt.; Oct. 3,’61; re-en. Jan. 18,64; corp. Sept.
1, 64; sergt. June 14, 65; dis. July 12, ’65.

Andrew W. Little, sergt.; Aug. 7,62; recruit; corp. Nov. 1, ’62; sergt.
Jan. 1, 63; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, *65.

William H. Ward, sergt.; Oct. 8, 61; corp. March 1, 62; wounded at
Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, 62; sergt. Jan. 1, 63; dis. Oct. 15, 64.
William W. Clarke, corp.; Oct. 3, 61; corp. Jan. 12, ’63; re-en. Jan.

18, 64; dis. at New York Aug. 11, ’65.

Jacob Meyer, corp.; Oct. 3, 61; corp. Jan. 19, 63; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64;
dis. July 12, 65.

Marshall Howell, corp.; Oct. 3, 61; wounded at Goldsboro, N. C., Dec.
17, 62; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; corp. Sept. 1, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.
Henry F. Keenan, corp.; Dec. 22, 63; recruit; trans. from Co. F ; corp.
ao 64; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,64; dis. July

12, 65.

Samuel R. Buckley, corp.; Oct. 3, '61; corp. Oct. 3, '61; private Dec.
17, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. Dec. 10, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.
Edward Clayton, corp.; Oct. 3, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec.
14, 62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. Dec. 10, 64; dis. July 12, °65.
Francis Donnelly, corp.; Oct. 3, 61; corp. Jan. 12, 63; wounded at

Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, 62; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

John F. Sutphin, corp.; Oct. 3, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. Dec. 10,
64; dis. July 12, '65.

Samuel Y. Shipman, corp.; Feb. 15, 64; recruit; corp. June 14, 65;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Jacob Schieck, musician ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. from Co. L; re-en. Jan.
18, cpa wounded at Petersburg, Va. Aug. 24, 64; dis. July
12, ’65.

Marcus M. Fiske, musician; Oct. 3, ’61; musician Dec. 1, ’63; re-en.
Nov. 25, ’63; dis. July 12, 65.

William H. Decker, wagoner; Oct. 3, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; wagoner
Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, 65.

Aumick, John L.; Oct. 3, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16,
62; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July 19, ’65.

Becht, John ; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Bee ie ee 27, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Trenton, N. J.,

uly 19, ’65.

Bennett, Eden B.; Feb. 4, 65; lyr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Berry, John J.; Aug. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 24, 65.

Bertrand, Albert; Sept. 30, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, °64; trans. from Co. L;
dis. at Trenton, N. J., July 19, 65.

Bettinger, John ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. from Co. L; wounded at Roanoke
Island, N. C., Feb. 8, 62, and also at Walthall, Va., May 6, °64;
re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; dis. July 12, ’65.

Brown, Charles M.; April 12, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans, from Co. K;
dis, July 12, ’65.
Company H. 477

Butler, Edward ; Sept. 26,64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Butler, John F.; Oct. 3, ’61 ; re-en, Jan. 18, '64; dis. July 12, 65.

Cahill, Patrick ; Oct. 3,61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; dis. July 12, °65.

Cannon, James ; April 8, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Cartright, Samuel ; Jan. 14, ’65; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Casey, James; March 16, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis.
July 12, 65.

Cole, Samuel W.; May 16, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, °65.

ae i ar April 13, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis. July

» 65.

Cooley, Elisha ; Oct. 8, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Cougle, James; Sept. 26, ’64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Courtright, Thomas G.; Jan. 4, ’64; recruit; dis. at Jarvis gen. hosp.,
Baltimore, Md., June 19, ’65.

Crossman, William H.; May 138, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Deishler, John; Sept. 30, 61; trans. from Co. L; re-en. Jan. 18, 64;
wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Devoe, Frederick M.; Oct. 3, ’61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; dis. July 12, 65.

Deyer, Charles ; Feb. 25, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Duncan, Alfred L.; Oct. 3, ’61; corp. Oct. 3, 61; private Nov. 18, ’61;
re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; wounded at Cold Harbor, Va., June 7, ’64 ; dis.
at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Aug. 11, ’65.

Edmonds, John ; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, 62;
re-en. Dec. 20, 63 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Eier, Daniel; Sept. 30, 61; trans. from Co. L.; wounded at Walthall,
Va., May 6, 64; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Frank, John; Aug. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Garris, Jason ; March 27, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Lovell gen. hosp.,
Portsmouth Grove, R. I., July 12, 65.

Gilbeck, John ; Feb. 24. ’65 ; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, °65.

Grady, Thomas; April 13, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. from Co. I; dis.
July 12, ’65.

oe eee Dec. 28, ’63; recruit; trans. from Co. I; dis. July
12, °65. .

Gumpert, Max; April 18, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. from Co. I; dis. July
12, 65.

Haggerty, Isaac W.; Oct. 3, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
15, ’64; dis. Dec. 7, *64.

Hamilton, Lycidias ; Oct. 3, 61; corp. Oct. 8, ’61; private Jan. 1, 63:
dis. Oct. 18, ’64.

Hart, John F.; Sept. 3, 64 ; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Hawthorn, James A.; April 13, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Hoffman, George ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. from Co. L; re-en. Jan. 18, 64;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Houck, Allen G.; Oct. 3, 61; mus. Oct. 3, ’61; private Nov. 1, 62;
wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, ’62; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63 ; dis.
July 12, 65.

Hummer, William ; Sept. 26, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C.; June 14, 65.

Hussey, Michael; Dec. 3, ’63; recruit; wounded at Swift Creek, Va.,
May 9, 64; dis. at Fortress Monroe, Va., June 8, 65.

Idesson, William ; March 4, ’63; recruit ; wounded at Swift Creek, Va.,
May 10, 64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July 19, ’65.

Johnson, David S.; Oct. 3, 61 ; re-en. Jan. 18, '64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Kearley, Charles; April 13, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I; dis.
July 12, ’65.
478 Ninto NEW JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Ketcham, William G.; Oct. 3, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Keyser, Adam P.; Oct. 3, ’61 ; dis. Oct. 3, ’64.

King, John H.; March 7, ’62; recruit; wounded at Whitehall, N. C.,
Dec. 16, 62; re-en. March 8, 64; 2d lieut. Co. A, 35th regt. Sept. 16,
64; not mustered; dis. July 12, ’65.

Levers, Edward; Oct. 3, 61; corp. March 1, 62; private Jan. 1, 63; dis.
Dec. 7, ’64.

Levers, John; Oct. 3, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Littell, Cornelius P.; Oct. 3, 61 ; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62; sergt. Oct. 3, ’61; private Dec. 1, 62; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis.
July 12, 65.

Loftus, John Jr.; Oct. 3, ’61 ; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Losey, Casper ; Jan. 1, '64; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Lott, Augustus; Oct. 8, 61; re-en. Jan. 18,64; taken prisoner at But-
ler’s Bridge, N. C., Dec. 14, 64; dis. June 14, 65; paroled prisoner.

McCausland, John A.; Dec. 26, 68; recruit; trans. from Co. F; dis.
July 12, 65.

McCush, Robert ; Aug. 29, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute ; trans. from Co. D, 5th
regt.; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’64.

McGraw, Jeremiah ; Oct. 3, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Be ohn; April 13, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I; dis. July
12, °65.

Miers, Isaac M.; Oct. 3, ’61; mus. Oct. 3, ’61; private Nov. 1, ’62;
wounded at Goldsboro, N. C., Dec. 17, ’62 ; dis. Dec. 7, °64.

Moore, John ; Oct. 3, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Moore, William ; Jan. 25, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Neycomer, Conrad R.; Sept. 30, ’61; recruit; trans. from Co. L;
wounded and taken prisoner at Southwest Creek, N. C., Dec. 18,62;
re-en, Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Oldham, John ; March 7, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. F; dis.
July, 12, 65.

Ozenbaugh, Jacob ; Jan. 1, °64; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Parker, George W.; Oct. 3, ’61 ; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Powers, Henry C.; Oct. 3, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, 62 ;
re-en. Nov. 25, 63 ; dis. July 12, 65.

Reichard, Harrison ; Oct. 3, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Scanian, Morris ; Oct. 3, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, 62;
dis. Oct. 15, ’64.

Schaeffer, John F.; Oct. 3, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; wounded at Walthall,
Va., May 6, ’64 ; dis. July 12, 65.

Scherf, Ludwick A.; Sept. 3,’62; recruit; trans. from Co. L ; wounded
a Waitenell N. C., Dec. 16, 62; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June
14, '65.

Schwartz, John; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. from Co. L; wounded at Golds-
boro, N. C., Dec. 17, '62; re-en. Jan. 18, °64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Shoemaker, Daniel W.; Oct. 3, ’61; corp. Oct. 8, °61; wounded at
Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, 62 ; private Jan. 1, 63; dis. Dec. 7, °64

Smalley, Edward ; Jan. 2, ’64; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Smith, Jerome; May 24, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Smith, John G.; Oct. 3, ’61 ; dis. Oct. 15, 64.

Smith, William G; Sept. 20, ’64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., Jurie 14, ’65. ’

Stapleman, Richard; April 12, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. A;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Stout, George A.; Oct. 3, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, °62;
re-en. Jan. 18, °64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Strinning, Frederick ; Aug. 20, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. A; dis. at
Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Surrey, William ; April 6, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, 65.

Taylor, John P.; Oct. 3, 61 ; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14, '62;
accidentally shot, Jan. 19, ’63 ; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, 65.
Company H. 479

Valentine, Abraham H.; June 10, ’62; recruit ; wounded at Whitehall,
N. C., Dec. 16, ’62 ; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, 65.

Van Gordon, Jonas §.; Jan. 7, 64; recruit ; wounded at Cold Harbor,

.. dune 3, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Van Norman, John B.; Oct. 3, °61; wounded at Drewry’'s Bluff, Va.,
May 16, ’64; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Warman, William H. H.; May 11, ’64; recruit; July 12, ’65.

i es April 13, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I; dis. July

Weaver, Richard ; May 24, °64; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Welsted, Edward W.; Aug 22, ’62; recruit; prom. Ist lieut. Co. E, May
24, °63 ; dis. July 12, 65.

Wheeler, George F.; May 16, 64; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Wolverton, Charles A.; Oct. 8, 61; dis. Dec. 7, °64.

Woodruff, James; Feb. 4, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Trenton, N. J.,
July 19, 65.

Worthington, Elijah; Oct. 8, °61; re-en. Nov. 25, 68; dis. July 12, ’65.

Worthington, Samuel; Oct. 3, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; severely kicked
mn me face by a horse at Petersburg, Va., June 18, ’64 ; dis. July

DISCHARGED,

Francis M. McCue, 1st. sergt.; Oct. 8, 61; dis. at Roanoke Island, N. C.,
June 23, 62 ; disability.

George W. Taylor, 1st sergt.; Oct. 3, 61; dis. at U. S. army gen. hosp.,
Alexandria, Va., Aug. 23, 64; wounded at Cold Harbor, Va.; right
arm amputated ; corp. Dec. 10, ’61; sergt. March 1, 62; Ist sergt.;
re-en. Nov. 25, ’63.

Augustus Boyd, corp.; Oct. 3, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 19, ’62;
disability.

John E. Matthews, corp.; Oct. 3, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 17, 62.

Charles P. Levers, corp.; Oct. 3,’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Aug. 15,
63 ; disability ; corp. Dec. 1, 61.

John Dickey, wagoner; Oct. 3, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., July 19, ’62;
disability.

Aumick, Jacob; Oct. 8, 61; dis. at U. S. army gen. hosp., Newark. N.
J., Sept. 8, 62, of wounds received at Newbern, N. C.

Aumick, William; Oct. 8, 61; dis. at U. S. army gen. hosp., Newark,
N. J., Sept. 8, 62. of wownds received at Roanoke Island, N. C.

Barrigan, James ; Oct. 3, ’61 ; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov, 17, ’62.

Bettinger, Jacob; Sept. 30, "61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 28, ’63;
disability ; trans. from Co. L.

Brem, Frederick ; Sept. 30, '61 ; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16,’62 ;
dis. at Carolina City, May 28, ’63; disability ; trans. from Co. L.
Comer, Wesley; Oct. 3, ’61; dis. at Carolina City, N. C., May 28, 68;

disability.

Cook, Harvey; Oct. 3, ’61; dis. at Camp Olden, Trenton, N. J., Nov.
9, °61 ; disability.

Duncan, Daniel L.; Oct. 3, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., July 22, ’62 ;
disability. ,

Durand, Joseph; Oct. 3, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 28, ’62 ; dis-
ability.

Fisher, Joseph ; Feb. 24, 64; recruit; dis. at Trenton, N. J., May 2, 64;
disability. .

Gillis, Frederick ; Oct. 8, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 238, 62; dis-
ability.

Hartzell, Hanjainit ; Oct. 3, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16,
62; dis. at Newbern, N. C., July 18, ’63; disability. 7

Higgins, Michael; Oct. 3, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 28, “62 ; dis-
ability.

Hoffman. J ames ; Oct. 3, ’61; dis. Nov. 19, ’62, to join regular army.
480 Ninto NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Hubbs, George ; Oct. 3, ’61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 17, °62.

Johnson, William H.; Oct. 8, ’61; dishonorably dis. at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J., Nov. 1, 61. .

Ribble, George F (1); Oct. 3, 61; dis. at Washington, D. C., June 20, 64;
disability ; deserted May 6, ’62; returned to duty. ;

Rink, John; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 14, 63; dis-
ability ; trans. from Co. L. ;

Schaffer, Bergard ; Sept. 3, 62; recruit ; wounded at Whitehall, N. C.,
Dec. 14, ’62; dis. at U. S. army gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Nov. 20,
63 ; disability ; trans. from Co. L. :

Scofield, Edward ; Oct. 3, 61; dis. Nov. 20, ’62, to join regular army.

Snover, Zebedee ; Jan. 1,64; recruit; dis. at Willet’s Point, N. Y., Aug.
6, 64 ; disability,

Sylvester, Reuben F.; Oct. 3,°61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 9, ’62 ;
disability.

Vancampen, Jacob §.; Oct. 3, 61; dis. at Carolina City, May 14, ’63;
disability.

Van Ganion. Alexander M.; Jan. 7, ’64; recruit; wounded at Cold
Harbor, Va., June 3, ’64; dis. at DeCamp gen. hosp., New York
harbor, Sept. 23, 65; disability ; trans. from Co. E.

Witherill, Jeffrey W.; Oct. 3, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Oct. 22, 62;
disability.

TRANSFERRED.

Barron, Charles T.; Feb. .19, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Barron, Tilghman A.; Feb. 20, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Burns, Thomas ; Oct. 3, 61; wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C., Feb. 8,
762; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, 62; trans. to vet. res.
corps; dis. Oct. 3, 64.

' Cortwright, George ; Feb. i5, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. L

Decker, George M.; Feb. 27, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Deiber, Charles; Aug. 20, ’62; recruit; wounded at Kinston, N. C.,
Dec. 14, 62; trans. to vet. res. corps, Sept. 30, 64; dis. July 6, ’65;
trans. from Co. A.

Dickson, George B.; Feb. 24, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Emory, Aaron S.; Feb. 20, 64; recruit ; trans. to Co. E.

Emory, William ; Feb. 20, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Garrison, Philip 8.; Jan. 27, °64; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

Hadley, Jacob ; Oct. 8, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps, Dec. 28, 63.

Hardy, Thomas B.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Harrison, Jeremiah ; Oct. 3,’61 ; trans. to vet. res. corps ; dis. Oct. 3,64.

Klapproth, Charles; March 9, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. L

Koch, George; Feb. 25, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Koenig, William ; March 1, ’62 ; trans. to vet. res. corps; dis, March 4,
65; trans. from Co. L.

Matthews, James F.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. D.

McGhie, James; Feb. 3, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

Muller, John ; Feb. 15, ’64; recruit; traus. to Co. I.

Nast, Rudolph ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps, Dec, 28, 63 ;
trans. from Co. L.

Norton, Joseph ; Feb. 24, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. K.

Pittenger, Henry; Oct. 3, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps, March 20, ’65 ;
dis. Aug. 2, 65; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Ribble, Conrad; Feb. 15, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. EB.

Rodenbough, Irvin; Feb. 25, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

Ryno, Henry C.; Aug. 23, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. B.

Sbhuller, Andrew J.; Jan. 27, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. L

Spangenberg, Andrew G.; Jan. 1, 64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; trans. to vet. res. corps, March 20, ’65 ; dis.
Oct. 25, 65.

Speakman, William ; Feb. 5, °64; recruit; trans. to Co. L
Company H. 481

Tinsman, Sylvester J.; Feb. 16, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

Vanaman, Charles ; Feb. 24, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

‘Van Gordon, Amos J.; Feb. 15, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

‘Van Gordon, James; Feb. 15, °64; recruit ; trans. to Co. I.

Warford, William ; Feb. 15, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. L

Wilgus, Joseph R.; Oct. 3,61; wounded at Cold Harbor, Va., June 11,
*64; trans. to vet. res. corps, March 8, 65; dis. Sept. 1, °65; re-en.
Nov. 25, ’63.

Zane, Isaac B.; Jan. 18, 64; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Dizp.

Robert R. Phillips, 1st sergt.; Oct. 8, °61; died of diarrhoea at Charles-
ton, 8. C., Dec. 9, 64; prisoner of war; buried at nat. cemetery,
Beaufort, S. C.; corp. Oct. 3, 61; sergt. Feb. 1, 62; re-en. Jan. 18,
64; Ist sergt.

Austin E. Armstrong, sergt.; Oct. 8, ’61; killed at Roanoke Island,
N. C., Feb. 8, ’62.

John Hirt, corp.; Oct. 3, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, ’62;
killed at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; corp. Jan. 12, ’63; re-en,
Jan. 18, ’64.

Barron, William P.; Feb. 19, °64; recruit; died of spotted fever at
Trenton, N. J., March 29, ’64.

Brown, John; Oct. 3, 61; killed at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64.

Brown, Samuel C.; Oct. 3,’61; died of typhoid fever at Roanoke Island,
N. C., April 10, 62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec.
12, grave 43.

Callahan, Timothy ; Oct. 3, 61; killed at Walthall, Va., May 6, ’64.

Cook, Jobn E.; Oct. 3, 61; died of inflammation of lungs at Hatteras
Inlet, N. C., Jan. 23, 762.

Cramer, Nelson R.; Oct. 3, 61; died of yellow fever at Beaufort, N. C.,
Oct. 3, 64; buried at Newbern, N. C.

DeForest, Ammadee ; Oct. 3, ’61; died of typhoid fever at Roanoke
Island, N. C., Feb. 25, 62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C.,
sec. 12, grave 44.

Forgus, William D.; Oct. 3, 61; died of typhoid fever at Roanoke
Island, N. C.. March 4, ’62 ; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C.,
sec. 12, grave 99.

Hagerman, Spencer A.; Oct. 3, 61; died of typhoid fever at Newbern,
N. C., April 17, 62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec.
12, grave 62.

Hollowell, Daniel ; Oct. 8, 61; died at Campbell gen. hosp., Washing~-
ton, D. C., July, 64, of wounds received at Cold Harbor, Va.

Losey, Henry; Jan. 4, 64; recruit; died of intermittent fever at regt.
hosp., Carolina City, N. C., Nov. 18, ’64.

Losey, Joseph ; Feb. 27, 64; recruit; died of spotted fever at draft
rendezvous, Trenton, N. J., March 10, ’64.

Miller, John ; Oct. 3, 61 ; died of typhoid fever at Newbern, N. C., March
5, 62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 42.

Meyers, John ; Sept. 30, 61 ; wounded at Goldsboro Bridge, N. C., Dec.
17, 62; killed at Swift Creek, Va., May 10, 64; trans. from Co. L;
re-en. Dec. 20, ’63. ;

Osborne, John W.; Jan. 4, °64; died of scurvy at Andersonville, Ga.,
er 7,’64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga., grave
10,463.

Phillips, Mulford B.; Oct. 3,’61; died of yellow fever at Newbern, N.C.,
Oct. 16, °64; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 2.

Staples, Andrew D.; Oct. 3, ’61; died of typhoid fever at Newbern, N. C.,
April 20, ’62. :

Van Gordon, Mahlon; Feb. 15, 64; recruit; died of chronic diarrhoea
at gen. hosp., Portsmouth, Va., July 30, 64; buried at nat. ceme-
tery, Hampton, Va., row 10, sec. A, grave 13.
482 Ninta NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

‘Warner, Joseph ; Oct. 3, 61; died of typhoid fever at Newbern, ae
5, 62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 98.

Winter, William C.; Feb. 25, 64; recruit ; died of spotted fever at Camp
Perrine, Trenton, N. J., April 11,64.

DESERTED.

Alston, Charles; Oct. 3, 61; deserted March 14, ’62, at Newbern, N. C.

Barnes, Thomas; Oct. 21, ’64; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted Nov. 12, °64, at
draft rendezvous, Trenton, N. J.

Bean, Peter B.; Oct. 3, 61; deserted May 27,°65, at gen. hosp., Newark,
N. J.; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Bosenbury, Joseph ; Aug. 22, ’62; recruit; deserted March 16, ’64, at
Trenton, N. a}

Burns, Thomas (2); May 24, 64; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Cooper, Thomas; Oct. 8, ’61; deserted Nov. 1, 62, at Camp Olden,
Trenton, N. J.

Coyle, Thomas; March 15, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted July 4, ’65;
trans. from Co. G.

Daws, John; March 26, ’63; recruit; deserted Feb. 18, ’65, at Carolina
City, N. C.

King, George; Jan. 138,65; recruit; deserted April 9, 65, at Golds-
boro, N. C.

Muliniex, William ; March 15, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted July 4, 65;
trans. from Co. F.

Poulmore, Pierson V.; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted en route
to regt.

Ribble, Gudeee F. (2); Aug. 19, 64; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

Terrell, Daniel H.; Jan. 21,64; recruit; deserted Aug. 29, 64, at Grant
gen. hosp., Willet’s Point, New York harbor.

Van Gordon, Abraham; Oct. 8, 61; deserted March 30, ’62; returned
to duty Nov. 2, 63 ; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64 ; deserted Dec. 10,’64, at Ward
gen. hosp., Newark, N. J.

Van Gordon, Jacob A.; Jan. 1, 64; recruit; deserted Dec. 11, 64, at
Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J.

Wilson, James; Feb. 3, 64; recruit; deserted April 27, 64, en route
to regt.

COMPANY I.

Henry F. Chew, capt.; Nov. 12, 61; resigned March 9, ’62.

Samuel Hufty, capt.; March 9, 62; 1st lieut. Nov. 29, 61; capt. vice
Chew resigned ; prom. maj. June 15, °64.

Charles Hufty, capt.; July 3, 64; 1st lieut. Co. D, Dec. 23, 62; capt.
vice Samuel Hufty prom.; died at hosp., Newbern, N. C., March 14,
65, of wounds received at South West Creek, N. C.; buried at Mt.
Vernon cemetery, Philadelphia, Pa.

David Kille, capt.; June 22, 65; corp. Oct. 8, 61; sergt. March 10, ’62 ;
re-en. Jan. 18, '64; 1st sergt. July 1, 64; 2d lieut. July 3, 64; 1st
lieut. Feb. 18, ’64; capt. vice Hufty died.

Charles M. Pinkard, 1st Lieut.; March 9, ’62; 2d lieut. Nov. 29, ’61; 1st
lieut. vice Hufty promoted ; resigned Dec. 28, ’62.

Robert D. Swain, 1st lieut.; Dec. 29, 62; Ist sergt. Oct. 8, 61; 2d lieut.
Aug. 15, 62; 1st lieut. vice Pinkard resigned; prom. capt. Co. K,
Feb. 10, °65.

Charles B. Springer, 2d lieut.; March 9, ’62; sergt. Oct. 8, 61; 2d lieut.
vice Pinkard prom.; died of bilious fever at Hammond gen. hosp.,
Beaufort, N. ee July 31, 62; buried at Pedricktown, N. J.

Joseph C. Bowker, 2d leut.; Dec. 29, 62; sergt. Oct. 8, °61; Ist sergt.;
2d lieut. vice Swain prom.; prom. Ist lieut. Co. D, July 3, ’64.

Daniel Whitney, 2d lieut.; Feb. 18, ’65; corp. Oct. 8, 61; sergt. Sept.
1, 62; re-en, Jan. 18, 64; Ist sergt. Feb. 6, 65; 2d lieut. vice Kile
prom.; prom. 1st lieut. Co. A, June 22, ’65.
Company I. 483

Edward H. Green, 1st sergt.; Oct. 8, ’61; sergt. March 9, ’62; re-en.

Jone 64; Ist sergt. Aug. 1, 64; prom. 2d lieut. Co. D, Jan.
» 65.

Charles P. Goodwin, 1st sergt.; Oct. 8, 61; corp. Oct. 8, 61; wounded
at Newbern, N. C., March 14, 62; sergt. May 1, 63; re-en. Jan. 18,
64; Ist sergt. April 1, 65; 2d lieut. June 22, ’65; not mustered;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Mark L. Carney, sergt.; Oct. 8, 61; corp. Aug. 25, °63; re-en. Jan. 18,
64; sergt. Jan. 1,65; dis. July 12, 65.

Charles Keene, patipe Oct. 8, °61; wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C.,
Feb. 8, 62; and at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; re-en. Jan. 18,
64; corp. July 1, 64; sergt. Feb. 6, 65; dis. July 12, ’65.

Lewis Murphy, sergt.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.,
May 16, ’64; re.en. Dec. 20, 63; corp. Feb. 6, '65; sergt. April 1,
65; dis. July 12, ’65.

John C. Smith, sergt.; Oct. 8, 61; corp. May 1, 63; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64;
sergt. June 1, 65; dis. July 12, ’65.

John S. Hampton, corp.; Oct. 8, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; corp. Aug. 1,
64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July 19, 65,

Joseph Wolf, corp.; Jan. 20, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. E; wounded
= mee Harbor, Va., June 4, ’64; corp. Jan. 1, ’65; dis. July

» 65.

Eugene Sullivan, corp.; March 9, ’64; recruit; corp. Jan. 1, ’65; dis.
July 12, °65.

John B. Mitchell, corp.; Feb. 26, ’64; recruit; corp. April1, ’65; dis.
July 12, ’65.

James W. Daniels, corp.; Oct. 8, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; corp. March
28, 65; dis. July 12, 65.

Lewis S. Mickel, corp.; Oct. 8, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. June 1, ’65 ;
dis. at Trenton, N. J., July 19, ’65.

Abram M. Dickinson, corp.; Feb. 29, 64; recruit ; corp. June 1, ’65; dis,
July 12, 65,

Charles Beyer, musician ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. from Co. C; re-en. Dec.
26, °63; dis. July 12, ’65.

Asa K. Harbert, musician; Oct. 8, 61; mus. March 1, ’64; re-en. Jan.
18, 64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July 19, ’65.

William H. Tonkin, wagoner ; Oct. 8, 61; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Albertson, Charles ; Jan. 38, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Hart’s Island,
New York harbor, May 23, ’65.

Alvord, Edward L.; Feb. 8, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. E; dis. July
12, °65.

Anderson, Joshua; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; dis. July 12, ’65.

Babser, Frederick; March 1, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Ballmger, Joshua; Sept. 2, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Bennett, John ; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va, May 16,
64; re-en..Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Bilderback, Smith ; Oct. 8, 61; prom. com. sergt. Oct. 8, ’61.

Brady, John; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Whitehall Dec. 16, 62; wounded
at Swift Creek, Va., May 9, 64, and at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
64; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65. ;

Butcher, Samuel T.; April 7, 65; l yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Cawman, Albert C.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14,
62; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Clark, James V.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
64; re-en. Dec. 20, 63; dis. July 12, 65. .

Cliff, John L.; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis. July
12, ’65.

Cordrey, Enoch ; Oct. 8, ’61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, 62;
dis. Dec. 7, ’64.
484 Ninto New Jersey VETERAN VOLS.

Cortwright, George; Feb. 15, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; dis.
July 12, 65.

Creed, William E.; March 4, ’64; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
16, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. F; dis. July 12, ’65. ;

Crist, John P.; Feb. 28, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Davis, John M.; Sept. 5, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Ebert, Philip ; Sept. 30, 61; corp. Sept. 30, 61; private Nov. 17, ’62;
trans. from Co. L; dis. Feb. 23, ’65.

Eifert, Henry ; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62;
and near Kinston, N. C., Dec. 15, 62; re-en. Dec. 20, ’63; dis. at
Trenton, N. J., July 19, ’65.

Elkinton, James M.; Oct. 8, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; dis. July 12, ’65.

Estilow, Benjamin ; Feb. 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Fagan, Francis; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Floyd, William ; Sept. 2,64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Green, Robert ; Dec. 29, ’63; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Haines, Joshua D.; Oct. 8, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, 65.

Harper, William A.; Sept. 14, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro,
. C., June 14, ’65.

Harris, James J.; April 6, 65; lyr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Harris, William H.; Aug. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Hilyard, John W.; Oct. 8, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Irelan, Enoch; Feb. 14, 65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Johnson, John N.; Oct. 8, 61; prom. drum major, Oct. 8, ’61.

Kauffman, Andrew ; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
16, °64; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Kelcher, Daniel; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Kell, Nathan ; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K; dis. July
12, ’65.

Kiger, Thomas H.; Oct. 8, 61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Klapproth, Charles ; March 9, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; dis. at

renton, N. J., July 19, ’65.

Layman, Samuel M.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Cold Harbor, Va., June
10, 64, and taken prisoner at Butler’s Ridge, N. C., Dec. 12, ’64;
re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. at Camp Parole, Annapolis, Md., June
22, ’°65; paroled prisoner.

tere Heys Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Newbern, March 14, °62; dis. .

ec. 7, °64.

Lott, George H.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
64; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, 65.

Lumis, Thomas W.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
16, ’64; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Madara, Ezekiel; March 10, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Madara, Joseph ; March 29, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Manderville, James ; Feb. 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans, from Co. G;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Mattson, James P.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62; dis. at U. S. army gen. hosp., Hampton, Va., Oct. 8, ’64.

McCormick, James; March 31, ’64; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.,
May 16, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. F; dis. July 12, ’65.

Meueealy James ; Feb. 15, ’65; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis. July

Mee, a ames; Feb. 8, 64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; dis. July

McLaughlin, William; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. K;
dis. July 12, 65.

Measey, William ; Feb. 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis.
July 12, ’65.
Company I. 485

Mifflin, Albert C.; Oct. 8, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Miller, David T.; Dec. 28, 63, recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Miller, John; Sept. 30, ’61; corp. Sept. 30, 61; private Nov. 17, 62;
trans. from Co. L; re-en. April 6, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Morgan, David; Aug. 30, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. E; dis.
at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Morgan, John; Aug. 31, '64; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. E; dis.

uly 12, ’65.

Mosher, Thompson ; March 24, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis. at
Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., July 31, ’65.

Mulford, Charles D.; Oct. 8, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Muller, John; Feb. 15, °64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; dis. at New
York, Sept. 29, ’65.

Myers, Daniel; Sept. 2, 64; l yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Newkirk, George M.; Sept. 5, ’64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Newkirk, John; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
64; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Nonamaker, William H.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Cold Harbor, Va.,
June 5, 64; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

O’Brien, Bernard; April 12, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C; dis.
July 12, ’65.

pete Jobn; May 28, ’62; recruit; trans. from Co. L; dis. June

765.

Park, Stephen C.; Sept. 5, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Parsons, Thomas; Oct. 8, 61; trans. to regular army Nov. 18, '62;
returned to Co.; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Patton, John A.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
64; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Perkins, Samuel; Feb. 14, 65; l yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Pierce, Eli B.; Feb. 16, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Pittman, Reuben R.; Oct. 8, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, '64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Reis, Albert; Aug. 21, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. A; dis. at Greens-
boro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Reitz, Francis; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; trans. from Co. K; dis.
July 12, 65.

Reynolds, Tylee; Feb. 25, 64; recruit; wounded at Cherry Grove,
Va., April 14, 64; trans. from Co. D; dis. at Ward gen. hosp.,
Newark, N. J., June 27, ’65.

Rodenbough, Irvin; Feb. 25, 64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, 64; trans. from Co. H; dis. July 12, 65.

Schmidt, Jacob: Sept. 30,’61; trans. from Co. L; wounded at Kinston,
N. C., Dec. 14, 62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July
19, 65.

Schnabel, Charles; Feb. 6,65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65. .

Schroeder, Henry (or Frederick); April 8,’65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis.
July 12, ’65.

Shaphard. Charles ; Oct. 8, 61; prom. com. sergt. Jan. 1, ’62.

Shoemaker, Arthur F.; Feb. 26, 64; recruit; dis. at gen. hosp., Troy,
N. Y., June 24, 65. :

Shull, Jonathan ; Oct. 8, ’61; corp. Oct. 8, 61; poste March 10, ’62 ;
re-en. Jan. 18, 64; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64;
dis. July i2, ’65.

Singwald, Francis H.; Feb. 28, ’65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Somers, James W.; Aug. 30, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Sparks, William C.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62, and wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 14, ’62; corp. Nov. 19,
63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; private June 27, 65; dis. July 12, ’65.
486 Ninto New JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Strawn, Francis E.; Aug. 81, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Stretch, William B.; Sept. 2, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Strickland, Amos; Sept. 5, ’64; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. C, 12th

regt.; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Taylor, John E.; Oct. 8, ’61; re-en. Dec. 20, 63 ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Taylor, Samuel B.; Oct. 8, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, °64; dis. July 12, 65.

Thompson, William ; Feb. 21, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. at Mansfield gen.
hosp., Beaufort, N. C., June.21, 65.

Townsend, George W.; Oct. 8, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; dis. July 12, ’65.

Vannaman, Charles; Feb. 24, ’64;1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. H;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Vining, Smith H.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16,
762; re-en. March 31, ’64; dis. July 12, 65.

Warford, William; Feb. 15, ’64; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Weber, Frederick ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. from Co. L; re-en. Jan. 18, 64;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Webster, George L.; Aug. 30, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65.

Weitzell, Conrad ; Aug. 30, ’64;1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Welch, John ; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Wellendorf, Christian ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. from Co. L; wounded near
Kinston, N. C., Dec. 15, 62; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Woodsides, Fenwick A.; Sept. 2, ’64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at gen. hosp.,
Portsmouth Grove, R. I.; trans. from Co. A ; dis. July 15, 65.

Woolbert, Edward 8.; Feb. 26, 64; recruit ; dis. July 12, 65.

Youmans, William G.; Feb. 17, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B.;
dis. July 12, ’65.

DISCHARGED.

James W. Tash, corp.; Oct. 8, ’61; dis. at St. Helena Island, S. C.,
March 24, ’63 ; disability.

Chenss oe: Lorch, corp.; Oct. 8, ’61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov.

William P. Birch, corp.; Oct. 8,’61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March
14, ’62; dis. at St. Helena Island, S. C., March 17, ’63.

Robert Alcorn, bugler ; Oct. 8, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Aug. 25, 62 ;
disability.

Robert P. Craig, musician ; Oct. 8, ’61; dis. Nov. 19, ’62, to join regular
army.

Bramble, Hugh ; Oct. 8, ’61; dis. Nov. 19, ’62, to join regular army.

Corliss, William P.; Oct. 8, 61; dis. at St. Helena Island, S. C., March
24, 63 ; disability.

Felney, Frederick ; Oct. 8, 61; dis. Nov. 19, ’62, to join regular army.

Garrison, Philip S.; Jan. 27, ’64; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
May 18, ’65 ; disability ; trans. from Co. H.

Gill, Benjamin ; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62;
dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 18, 62.

Harbison, John W.; Oct. 8, ’61; dis. at St. Helena Island, S. C., March
24, 63; disability.

Harvey, John H.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C., Feb.
8, ’62; dis. Nov. 19, 62, to join regular army.

Ireland, Richmond; Oct. 8, ’61; dis. Nov. 19, 62, to join regular army.

Lester, Samuel ; Oct. 8, ’61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., March 18, ’63 ; gen-
eral debility.

Loper, William B.; Oct. 8, 61; dis. Nov. 19, ’62, to join regular army.

Matlock, Edmund L.; Oct. 8, ’61; dis. at Douglass U. S. A. gen. hosp.,
Washington, D. C., Nov. 25, *62 ; disability.

Messick, Charles B.; Oct. 8, 61; dis. Nov. 19, °62, to join regular army.
Company I. 487

Oatanger, Christian ; Oct. 8, ’61; wounded at White Oak, N. C., Feb.
26,62 ; dis. at St. Helena Island, S. C., March 24, 63; disability.
Reeves, Isaac; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62;
dis. at St. Helena Island, 8. C., March 24, 63; disability.

Ross, Jacob ; Oct. 8, ’61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14, 62;
dis. Nov. 20, °62, to join regular army.

Rothenholfer, George; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Hammond gen. hosp.,
Beaufort, N.C., March 18, 68; disability ; trans. from Co. L.

Schmidt, Philip ; Sept. 30, 61 ; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14, 62;
dis. at Hilton Head, S. C., May 9, 63; disability ; trans. from Co. L.

Scholz, Henry ; July 21, *62; recruit ; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec.
16, 62; dis. at Hilton Head, S. C., May 7, ’63; disability ; trans.
from Co. L.

Shuller, Andrew J.; Jan. 27, 64: recruit; dis. at Ward gen. hosp., New-
_ark, N. J., May 27, ’65 ; disability ; trans. from Co. H.

Steibertz, Herman ; Sept. 30, ’61 ; dis. at, Newbern, N. C., Sept. 11, °63;
disability ; trans. from Co. L.

Stoll, Leonard; June 16, 62; recruit; dis. at Newbern, N. C., July 17,
°63 ; disability ; trans. from Co. L.

Taylor, Charles; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
*62 ; dis. at Newbern, N. C., July 28, 62; disability.

Tinsman, Sylvester J.; Feb. 16, 64; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64 ; dis. at gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Feb. 17,
65 ; disability ; trans. from Co. H.

Warfle, John ; Oct. 8, 61; dis. Nov. 17, ’62.

oe David ; Oct. 8, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., April 7, 68 ; dis-
ability.

West, Joseph; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Roanoke Island, Feb. 8, ’62; dis.
at Beaufort, N. C., June 1, ’63 ; disability.

Williams, William ; Oct. 8,’61; dis. at Washington, D. C., May 17, ’62;
disability.

TRANSFERRED.

Edward D. Mattson, sergt.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Goldsboro, N.C.,
Dec. 17, ’62 ; trans. to vet. res. corps, April 26, ’64; dis. as lst sergt.
Oct. 7, °64.

Samuel B. Harbison, sergt.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, 64; trans. to vet. res. corps, March 31, 65 AF Aug.

__ 1, 65 ; corp. March 10, ’62; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; sergt.

John Schweible, corp.; Sept. 30, 61; wounded at Walthall, Va., May 7,
°64; trans. to vet. res. corps, March 31, ’65; dis. Aug. 2, ’65 ; trans.
from Co. L; corp. Jan. 1, 63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Beckett, Hiram D.; Feb. 28, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.

Blackman, Malachi; March 7, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. K.

Clark, John M.; Jan. 17, ’65; recruit ; trans. to Co. C.

Davis, George O.; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Dilmore, Benjamin H.; March 29, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. K.

Dubois, Josiah; Oct. 8, ’61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va , May 16,
°64; trans. to vet. res. corps, March 31, ’65; dis. Aug. 2, 65; corp.
Jan. 1,63; private Nov. 7, ’63 ; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63. .

Essex, Harry ; April 8, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.

Fagan, Bernard ; April 12, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. F.

Grady, Thomas ; April 13, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. H.

Graham, James ; Dec. 28, ’63 ; recruit; trans. to Co. H.

Gumpert, Max; April 18, ’65 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. H.

Hartranft, Henry A.; Oct. 8, 61; trans. to Co. D.

Hawthorn, James A.; April 18, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. H.

Kearley, Charles ; April 18, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. H.

Mailey, Frank E.; March 6, '65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. D.

Matlock, George W.; March 7, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. F,

McClay, James ; April 12, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. E.
McDonald, John; April 18, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. E.
McDonald, Robert ; April 13, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. E.
McFerron, Henry; Feb. 4, °65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. Cc.

Metzler, John ; April 18, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. H.

Miller, August; April 12, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.

Noll, August ; Feb. 12, 64; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.

Turnbull, George L.; Oct. 8, ’61; trans. to vet. res. corps, Jan. 22, °64;
dis. Oct. 8, ’64.

Van Gordon, Amos J.; Feb. 15, ’64; recruit ; wounded at Drewes
Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; trans. to vet. res. corps, March 31, 65 ; dis.
Aug. 2, 65; trans. from Co. H.

Van Gordon, James; Feb. 15, 64; recruit; wounded at Swift Creek,
Va., May 10, 64; dis. Dec. 10, °64, at ‘Ward gen. hosp., Newark,
N. J.; trans. from Co. H.

‘Wax, Paul; April 13, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. H.

DIED.

Charles Hoffman, corp.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at White Oak, N.C.,
July 26, 62; died at Cold Harbor, Va., June 5, ’64, of wounds re-
ceived at Cold Harbor, Va.; corp. May 1, ’63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

George W. Cawman, corp.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Roanoke Island,
N. C., Feb. 8, 62; killed at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; corp.
Oct. 8, 61 ; private March 10,62; corp. May 1, ’63; re-en. Jan. 18,'64,

Brown, Charles; Oct. 8, 61; died of pneumonia at Beaufort, N. C.,
Aug. 16,62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 37.

Davis, William B.; Oct. 8, 61; killed at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 15,
64; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Eckert, Leo; Sept. 30, 61; died of diarrhcea at Beaufort, N. C., Sept.
11, 63; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 123 ;
trans. from Co. L.

Hanley, Andrew J.; Oct. 8, 61; taken prisoner at Butler’s Bridge,
N. C., Dec. 12, 64; died at Salisbury, N. C., Feb. 22, °65; buried at
Nat. cemetery, Salisbury, N. C.; prisoner of war ; re-en. Jan. 18,64.

Hartline, William G.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C.,
Feb. 8, 62; died of jaundice at Beaufort, N. C., Feb. 8, 63; buried
at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 120.

Hepburn, Magnus; Oct. 8, 61; died of yellow fever at Newbern, N. C.,
oa 64; buried at Old cemetery, Newbern, N. C.; re-en. Jan,

Hughes, William H.; March 1, ’64; recruit; died of congestive fever at
draft rendezvous, Trenton, N. J., March 12, 764.

Johnson, John E.; Oct. 8, ’61; died at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 15, 62, of
wounds received at Kinston, N. C.

Miller, Charles H.; Oct. 8, ’61; died of sun-stroke at Fortress Monroe,
Va., Aug. 23, 64; buried at Salem, N. J.; sergt. Oct. 8, 61 ; private
March 10, ’62; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Mosure, Stephen M.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14,
°62; killed at Cold Harbor, Va., June 8, 64; buried at nat. ceme-
tery,'Cold Harbor, Va., sec. A; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Parr, Daniel; Jan. 380, °64; recruit; died at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., .of
wounds received at Drewry’s Bluff, Va.; buried at nat. cemetery,
Hampton, Va., row 8, sec. C, grave 6.

Remming, Augustus ; Oct. 8, 61; killed at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
°64; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Segraves, Reuben ; Oct. 8, “61; died at camp near Beaufort, N.C., Oct.
2,62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 70.

Sparks, John ; Oct. 8, ’61; taken prisoner at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
16, 64; died at Florence, 8. C., Nov. 15, 64; prisoner of war; re-
en. Nov. 25, 63.

Stalcup, Samuel F.; Oct, 8, °61; killed at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, ’62.
Company K. 489

Vanculen, Aaron ; Oct. 8,’61; died of diarrhoea at Beaufort, N. C., Aug.
22, °63; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12, grave 69.
Wensell, Josiah ; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C., Feb.
8, ’62; killed at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64; re-en. Jan. 18, °64.
White, George G.; Oct. 8,°61; died of typhoid fever at Newbern, N. C.,
April 18, 62.
Zanes, Isaac; Oct. 8, 61; died of typhoid fever at Newport Barracks,
N. C., May 8, 62.
DESERTED.

Davis, Edward H.; Oct. 8, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
62; deserted Aug. 18, ’62, while on furlough.

Evans, George B.; Dec. 28,63; recruit; deserted Jan. 2, ’64, at Trenton.

Fannin, Thomas; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted June 15, ’65, at
Greensboro, N. C.

Gorman, John; March 14, ’64; recruit; deserted March 28, 64, at draft
rendezvous, Trenton, N. J. ‘

Kingston, John; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; deserted en route to regt.

O’Neil, James; Feb. 6, 64; recruit ; deserted en route to regt.

Powell, John ; Oct. 8, 61; deserted Sept. 9, 62, at Christopher st. gen.
hosp., Philadelphia, Pa.

Speakman, William ; Feb. 5, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; deserted
April 29, ’65, at Hampton gen. hosp., Fortress Monroe, Va.

Walker, John ; Sept. 30, 61; deserted Sept. 9, 63, while on furlough;
‘corp. Sept. 30, 61; private Nov. 17, ’62; trans. from Co. L.

COMPANY kK.

Elias J. Drake, capt.; Nov. 18, 61; resigned by request March 25, ’62.

William B. S. Boudinot, capt.; May 16, ’62; 1st lieut. Noy. 18, 61; capt.
vice Drake resigned ; resigned Feb. 17, 64. AL Jerrinry is A

Jonathan Townley, capt.; March 11, ’64; 2d lieut. Nov. 138, 61; Ist
lieut. Co. M, March 9, ’62; trans. from Co. M; capt. vice Boudinot
resigned; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62, and at
Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. Feb. 4, 65.

Robert D. Swain, capt.; Feb. 10, 65; 1st lieut. Co. I, Dec. 29,62; capt.
vice Townley mustered out; dis. July 12, ’65.

J. Madison Drake, 1st lieut.; April 18, 64; sergt. Oct. 15,’61; 1st sergt.
May 16, 62; 2d lieut. Co. D, June 3, 63; 1st lieut. vice Townley
prom.; capt. Feb. 8, 65; not mustered ; received medal of honor
from congress, March 1, 78, for bravery and gallant services in the
field, °61-65—in southern prison-pens from May 16, ’64, to Oct. 6,
64; escaped from Charleston, 8. C., Oct. 6, ’64; reached Union
lines, Knoxville, Tenn., Nov. 19, 64; wounded at Winton, N. C.,
July 26, 63; dis. April 1, ’65.

William E. Townley, ist lieut.; May 22, 65; private Oct. 15, ’61; corp.
May 8, 62; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; Ist sergt. Dec. 8, 64; 2d lieut. Nov.
27,64; 1st lieut., vice Drake mustered out; dis. July 12, ’65. —

Edward S. Moffat, 2d lieut.; March 9,62; 1st sergt. Oct. 15,61; 2d lieut.
vice Jonathan Townley prom.; resigned Jan. 26, '64, to accept com-
mission in signal corps, U. 8. army; dis. April 11, ’65.

Joseph Wright, 2d lieut.; March 11, 64; sergt. Oct. 15, ’61; Ist _sergt.
une 8, ’63; re-en. Nov. 25, 68; 2d lieut. vice Moffat resigned ;
rom. 1st lieut. Co. F, Nov. 27, ’64; wounded at Newbern, N. C.,
arch 14, ’62.

George L. Bryant, 1st sergt.; Oct. 15, 61; corp. Oct. 15, 61; sergt. July
11, 63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; 1st sergt. April 15, 64; prom. 2d lieut.
Co. E, Aug. 1, ’64.

John E. Price, 1st sergt.; Oct. 15, 61; sergt. Oct. 15, 61; 1st sergt.
Sept. 1, 64; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

James W. Green, Ist. sergt.; Oct. 15, 61 ; corp. Oct. 15, 761; sergt. July
11, 63; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; Ist sergt. Jan. 1,65; 2d lieut. May 22,
65; not mustered; dis. July 12, 65.
490 Ninto NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Robert S. Williams, sergt.; Oct. 15, 61; corp. Feb. 9, 62; sergt. June
8, °63; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. Dec.
7, 764.

Samuel B. Moore, sergt.; Feb. 16, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. Cc;
sergt. Dec. 8, 64; com. 2d lieut. Co. B, June 22, °65; not mustered ;
dis. July 12, ’65.

William R. Knapp, sergt.; Oct. 15, 61; corp. Nov. 25, 63; re-en. Dec.
20, 63; sergt. Dec. 8, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Joseph F. Ewing, sergt.; Oct. 15, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’°64; corp. July
1, 64; sergt. Jan. 1, 65; dis. July 12, ’65. :

William F. Ford, sergt.; Oct. 15, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C.,
Dec. 16, 62; corp. Jan. 18, 64; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; private March
10, 64; corp. Jan. 1, 65; sergt. Jan. 1, 65; dis. July 12, 65.

Joseph Q. Stearns, corp.; Oct. 15, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, 63; wounded at

althall, Va., May 6, 64; dis. July 12, ’65. ;

Edmund T. Craig, corp.; Oct. 15,61; corp. Dec. 3, ’61 ; dis. Oct. 15, *64.

David 8S. C. Higgins, corp.; Oct. 15, 61 ; corp. May 26, 63 ; dis. Dec. 7,64.

William J. Doran, corp.; Oct. 15, ’61; corp. July 18, ’64; dis. Dec. 7, 64,

Allen Clark, corp.; Oct. 15, ’61; re-en. Dec. 20, 63; corp. Jan. 1, 65;
dis. July 12, 65.

Samuel J. Dilkes, corp.; Oct. 15, ’61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; wounded at
Gardiner’s Bridge, N. C., Dec. 9, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Samuel N. Terrell, corp.; Oct. 15, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, 63; wounded at
Petersburg, Va., Aug. 24, 64; corp. July 1, 64; dis. July 12, 65.

Jeremiah Crowell, corp.; Oct. 15, 61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’683; corp. June
15, 65; dis. July 12, 65.

Charles Hinton, corp.; Oct. 15, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; corp. Dec. 8,
64; dis. July 12, 65.

James H. Brown, corp.; Oct. 15, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; corp. Jan. 1,
65; dis. July 12, ’65.

Jeremiah C. Decker, corp.; Aug. 27, 62; recruit; corp. Jan. 1, 65; dis.
at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Joseph Norton, corp.; Feb. 24, ’64; recruit; trans. from Co. H; corp.
Nov. 1, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Pees musician ; Dec. 28, 61; trans. from Co. C; dis. July

Sebald Ebert, musician; May 20, ’62; recruit; trans. from Co. G;
mus. June 30, ’68; dis. at Trenton, N. J., June 5, ’65.

John R. Lemon, wagoner; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Anderson, John; Oct. 15, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; regt. armorer; dis.
July 12, 65.

Ash, George W.; March 29, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65,

Bankson, Bernard; Dec. 28, ’64; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Becker, August; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Berry, Alexander H.; Oct. 15, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. at Trenton,
N.J., July 25, 65.

Blackman, Malachi; March 7, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. I;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Bryant, John J.; Feb. 21, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Cadmus, Aaron S.; Oct. 15, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; deserted May 1,
a ecutned to duty Aug. 15, ’64; dis. at Trenton, N. J., July

Campbell, Lewis ; Oct. 15, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, °64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Carrigan, James; Oct. 15, °61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, °65.

Cass, Matthias ; Dec. 24, 64; substitute; dis. July 12, 65.

Castlow, Bernard ; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Ceasar, Christian ; Feb. 25, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Cleveland, Edmund J.; Aug. 9, 62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, ’65.

Condelly, Edward; Oct. 15, 61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Condelly, Patrick ; March 14, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.
Company K. 491

Conroy, John ; Oct. 15, 61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Cook, Henry ; Oct. 15, 61; on detached service with signal corps ; dis.
Oct. 29, 64.

Cook, James ; Oct. 15, 61; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Corcoran, John; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65.

Councellor, Henry; March 21, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. D;
dis. July 12, 65.

Coyle, Michael; Jan. 14, 65; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Crane, Stephen W.; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Cunningham, Lawrence; April 12, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co.
B; dis. July 12, ’65.

Davis, Joseph H. (2); March 12, ’64; recruit; dis. at Trenton, N. J.,
July 19, 65.

Delaney, Thomas ; Oct. 15, °61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
°62, and also at Walthall, Va., May 6, ’64; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Devine, Isaac N.; Feb. 24, 65; lyr.; drafted; dis. July 12, 65.

Dilmore, Benjamin H.; March 29, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. from Co. I;
dis. July 12, ’65.

es ora i April 12, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. B; dis.

uly 12, ’65.

Fairbrother, John; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65. i

Force, Sobieski; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Forsyth, George; Jan. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Frank, Albert; Sept. 30, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65.

Gaffney, Andrew J.; Oct. 15, 61; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Garrabrant, Andrew; Feb. 24,65; lyr.; drafted; dis. July 12, ’65.

Gerth, Robert G.; Sept. 13,61; corp. Sept. 13, ’61; private Nov. 17, 62;
trans. from Co. A; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Hamler, Abner; Oct. 15, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14,
°62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hamler, James E.; Oct. 15, 61; re-en. Dec. 20, ’63; wounded at
Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, ’64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hamler, William H.; Dec. 31, 63; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Harrison, James; Dec. 28, 64; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hatfield, Ira, Jr.; April 6, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hinton, Thomas W.; March 9, ’64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Hoffman, Charles; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65.

Horton, William ; Dec. 28, 64; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Houghtaling, Henry; Oct. 15, 61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec.
16, 62; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Hubert, Joseph C.; Feb. 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, 65.

Huey, Isaac; Oct. 15, ’61; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, °65.

Jackson, John K.; Sept. 29, "64; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 765.

Kaiser, Harris; Aug. 18, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. A; wounded at
Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16, 64, and at Petersburg, Va., Aug. 19,
64; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Keene, George W.; Dec. 27, °63; recruit; dis. at Balfour gen. hosp.,
Portsmouth, Va., May 31, ’65. : :

Kneller, Frederick; Feb. 19, 64; recruit; dis. at New York, June
2, °65.

Kneller, William; Feb. 12, ni ao wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, °64; dis. July 12, ’65.

Kniller, Jao F.; ‘Aug. 14, '62; recruit; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, ’64 ; dis. at Greensboro, N. C., June 14, *65.

Kuntz, Joseph ; Sept. 13, ’61 ; trans. from Co. A ; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Lampe, Albrecht ; Sept. 13, 61; trans. from Co. A; dis. Dec, 7, 64,
492 NINTH NEW JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Lawrence, John; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Levy, William P.; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. Dec. 8, 64.

Longtin, Tencrel; Sept. 29, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Longtin, Zotique; Sept. 29, 64; lyr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, 65.

MacQuaide, Thomas G.; Oct. 15, 61 ; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March
14, 62; corp. Nov. 24, 63 ; private July 1, 64 ; dis. Dec. 7, ’64.

Maloy, James; April 7, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; July 12, ’65.

Malone, Peter ; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; drafted ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Matthews, Thomas; April 6, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

McCarty, William ; Dec. 24, ’64; substitute ; dis. July 12, ’65.

McCormick, Thomas ; Oct. 15, ’61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14,
62; re-en. Jan. 18, 64; dis. July 12, ’65.

McGovern, James ; Dec. 28, 64; substitute ; dis. July 12, 65.

Minnis, Robert ; Dec. 28, ’64; substitute; dis. July 12, ’65.

Moran, Edward; Oct. 15, ’61; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63; dis. July 12, ’65.

Murray, Thomas; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Nelson, James H. C.; Feb. 24, 65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Neirman, Joseph; Aug. 14, 62; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis. at
Greensboro, N. C., June 14, ’65.

Park, Walter L.; April 8. 65 ; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. July 12, 65.

Peacock, John; March 7, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

Rame, Ferdinand; Sept. 29, °64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro,
N. C., June 14, ’65.

Randolph, Phineas ; Oct. 15, 61; wounded at Kinston, N. C., Dec. 14,
62; dis. Dec. 7, °64.

Reinhart, George A.; March 5, ’64; recruit ; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff,
Va., May 16, ’64 ; dis. July 12, ’65. :

Ricketts, John W.; Aug. 31, ’64; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, 65. a

Robertson, Henry H.; March 21, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. F;
dis. July 12, ’65.

Ross, William H.; Oct. 15, ’61; wounded at Goldsboro, N. C., Dec. 17,
62, and at Walthall, Va., May 6, ’64; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. at
New York, Aug. 9, ’65.

Sayre, James E.; April 18, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. from Co. G; dis.
July 12, °65.

Schneider, Frederick; Sept. 8, ’64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Mansfield
gen. hosp., Beaufort, N. C., June 6, ’65.

Seaman, Lansing ; March 7, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; dis. July 12, °65.

Skillman, John G.; Oct. 15, ’61; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16,
62; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64; dis. July 12, 65.

Smith, James H.; March 8, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; dis. July 12, ’65.

Sucke, Wenzell ; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, ’65.

Swain, Edward M.; Oct. 15, ’61 ; dis. Dec. 8, ’64.

Sweeney, Michael ; Jan. 2, 64; recruit; dis. July 12, ’65.

: Teates, George W.; Oct. 15, ’61; re-en. Nov. 25, 68; dis. at Philadel-
ae 12, ’65; prisoner of war; wounded at Walthall, Va.,
ay 7, 64.

Tonkin, George W.; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. Oct. 15, 64.

Townley, George R.; Aug. 27, °62; recruit; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,

macy ate we Feb. 26,764 t

racy, Patrick ; Feb. 26, °64; recruit; trans. from Co. D; dis. July 12, ’65.
Van Ardsdale, William H.; Oct. 15, ’61 ; dis. Nov. 30, ’64. -
vee 2 hee eo oS ; Ae dis. at Trenton, July 19, ’65.

on Cloedt, Julius ; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. at Gre

N. C., dune 14, 465," ve sas
Walker, George; April 11, 65 ; 1 yr.; substitute ; dis. July 12, ’65.
Company K. 493

Weiss, Adolph; Sept. 80, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N.
C., June 14, *65.

Wellbrook, Henry ; Oct. 1, 64; substitute; dis. at Greensboro, N. C.,
June 14, 65.

Wilson, Cummings H.; Jan. 5, ’64 ; recruit ; dis. at Trenton, June 12, 65.

Winans, Elias C.; Oct. 15, 61 ; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

Woolery, Jerome W.; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. Dec. 7, 64.

DISCHARGED.

Eleazer Hankins, sergt.; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 1,
63 ; disability.
John Lorence, corp.; Oct. 15, 61; dis. at Trenton, N. J., Sept. 80, '62, of
wounds received at Roanoke Island, N. C.; both legs amputated.
John H. Good, corp.; Oct. 15, ’61 ; dis. at Newbern, N. C., April 24, ’63 ;
disability ; corp. May 8, ’62.

John Bell, musician ; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 14, ’62;
disability.

Allgeyer, Philip; Sept. 13, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., March 18, ’63;
disability ; trans. from Co. A.

Ashley, William ; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., July 10, ’62;
disability.

ae Moses ; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 11, ’62; dis-
ability.

Ayres, Ezra F.; Oct. 15, ’61 ; dis. Nov. 18, 62, to join regular army.

eens William O.; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov.
18, °62.

Baldwin, Edward ; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Morehead City, Nov. 18, ’62.

Billings, Charles M.; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., May 12, 62;
disability.

Bural, Jonathan A.; Oct. 15,’61 ; dis. at gen. hosp., New York, Aug. 18,
°62, of wounds received at Roanoke Talend N. C.; leg amputated.

Chester, Reuben ; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Sept. 15, 63; dis-
ability.

Davis, J Seepk H. (1); Oct. 15, ’61; dis. Nov. 18, ’62.

Davison, Luke; Dec. 3, ’61 ; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62;
dis. at Carolina City, N. C., May 29, ’68 ; disability.

Dobbs, Joseph P.; Jan. 5, ’64; recruit; dis. at Newark, N. J., January
10, 65

Doran, Joseph ; Aug. 9, 62; recruit ; dis. at, Newbern, N. C., May 7, 63 ;
disability.
Freeman, Thomas; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Chesapeake gen. hosp., Fort-
ress Monroe, Va., Nov. 11, 62, of wounds received at. Newbern.
Hale, Edward C.; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 23,
62; disability.

Hankins, George S.; Oct. 15, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March
14, 62; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 24, ’62 ; disability.

Hillyer, John E.; Oct. 16, 61; dis. at Morehead City, N. C., Nov. 18, °62.

Hughes, Robert ; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Feb. 28, 63; dis-
ability.

Koenig, soil M.; Oct. 19, 61; dis. at Carolina City, N. C., April 24, 63 ;
disability ; trans. from Co. A.

Marshall, William D.; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 1, ’68;
disability. ;

Ranear, John; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Washington, D. C., Feb. 24, 62;
disability. ;

Reeves, J serin Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Aug. 12, "62; dis-
ability.

Robart, Vinoent: Oct. 15, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 23, ’62; dis-

ability. ae
Soutt and? "William H.; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. Nov. 18, ’62, to join regular
army.
494. Ninth New JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Ward, John; Oct. 15, ’61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 14, ’62 ;
dis. at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Aug. 18, 65, of wounds
received at Weir Bottom Church, Va., May 9, ’64; re-en. Nov. 25, 63.

Watkins, Joseph S.; Oct. 15, ’61; dis. at Trenton, N. J., June 380, '64;
disability.

Williams, Charles A.; March 7%, ’62; recruit ; wounded at Drewry’s
Bluff, May 16, ’64; dis. at gen. hosp., Newark, N. J., Feb. 16, ’65 ;
disability ; re-en. March 11, ’64.

TRANSFERRED.

Anglo, Charles P.; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Bellis, Henry W.; Oct. 15, 61; trans. to vet. res. corps, May 13, ’64;
dis. Oct. 15, 64.

Bowers, Paul; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. D.

Brown, Charles M.; April 12, °65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. H.

Brown, Heury L.; Feb. 24, ’65 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. C.

Chew, William ; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Cliff, John L.; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. I.

Colfer, James; April 18, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. H.

Covert, Louces C.; March 25, °65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. G.

Crist, John P.; Feb. 238, ’65 ; 1 yr; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

Dawson, John E.; Feb. 24, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Doughty, Benjamin F.; Feb. 24, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Douglass, Robert J.; March 25, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

English, Henry B.; Feb. 24, 64; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

English, Samuel W.; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.

Fredericks, David; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.

Fredericks, Henry ; Feb. 28, ’65 ; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Franck, Emil ; April 13, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. D.

Giles, David S.; Jan. 15, 64; recruit; wounded at Walthall, Va., May
6, ’64 ; trans. to vet. res. corps, Jan. 19, ’65; dis. Aug. 11, ’65.

Graham, Robert ; March 25, 65 ; 1 yr.; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.

Harbert, David 8.; April 10, 65; 1 yr.; drafted; trans. to Co. F.

Herning, John; March 29, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Hoffman, John J.; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Holston, John M.; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Hoover, Absalom ; Oct. 15, 61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March 16,
62, and at Walthall, Va., May 6, ’64; trans. to vet. res. corps, Oct.
17, 64; dis. Aug. 14, ’65; re-en. Nov. 25, ’63.

Hull, Benjamin ; Oct. 15, 61; wounded at Goldsboro, N. C., Dec. 17, 62;
trans. to vet. res. corps, March. 31, ’64; dis. Sept. 9, 64; arm ampu.

Johnson, William M.; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Kellum, Josiah ; March 28, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Kell, Nathan; Feb. 24, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

Ledden, Nathan D.; Feb. 24, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Ledden, Samuel; Feb. 24, 65; l yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Lidgett, James ; Jan, 28, ’64; recruit; trans. to Co. B.

Little, Isaac; March 3, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. F.

Lutz, Joel E.; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Major, Timothy ; Jan. 30, 65; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Maxwell, Henry; April 13, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

McLaughlin, illiam ; Feb. 24, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. I.

Mcllvaine, William ; Feb. 24, °65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. D.

Murray, John; March 28, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Newbern, William H.; Feb. 23, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Parker, John ; Feb. 28, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Parker, Richard ; Feb. 28, "65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Reed, David; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Reitz, Francis ; Feb. 28,65; 1 yr.; drafted; trans. to Co. L

Rice, James H.; Sept. 30, 64; 1 yr.; substitute ; trans. to dept. north-
west, March 22, ’65; dis. July 19, ’65.
Company K. 495

Rose, Delancy M.; Oct. 15, ’61,; trans. to vet. res. corps, March 20, °65;
dis. Oct. 11, 65; re-en. Nov. 25, 63.

Shields, George; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Simmerman, Abram; Feb. 23,65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Smith, David R.; Feb. 24, '65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. C.

Smith, John; April 13, ‘65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. E.

Souders, George; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Stalford, William F.; Feb. 23, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

Sullivan, Francis; April 7, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Thomas, Edwin W.; Jan. 4, 64; recruit; wounded at Cold Harbor,
Va., June 8, 64 ; trans. to vet. res. corps, May 8, ’65 ; dis. June 12,’65.

Vannaman, William; March 10, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. A.

Westcott, Daniel; Feb. 24, 65; 1 yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. D.

Whitney, George W.; April 10, 65; l yr.; recruit; trans. to Co. G.

DIED.

Levi Depue, corp.; Dec. 3, ’61; wounded at Roanoke Island, N. C., Feb.
8, 62; died at Newbern, N. C., March 17, ’62, of wounds received at
Newbern, N. C.; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 97.

Davis, Luther ; Aug. 21, 62; recruit; died of typhoid fever on board
transport ‘‘ Dudley Buck,” at Hatteras Inlet, Aug. 20, ’63.

Denman, Theodore ; Oct. 15, ’61; died of typhoid fever at Newbern, N.
C., March 14, ’62.

Fisher, Isaac; Oct. 15, 61; died at Balfour gen. hosp., Portsmouth,
Va., Oct. 7, 62, of wounds received near Blackwater river, N. C.;
buried at nat. cemetery, Hampton, Va., row 6, sec. D, grave 43.

Foster, Elvy; Feb. 23, ’65; 1 yr.; recruit; recorded at war dept. as
died March 9, *65.

Klotz, John G.; Sept. 18, 61; killed at Walthall, Va., May 6, ’64;
trans. from Co. A; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Kunder, Adam ; Sept. 13, 61; missing at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May 16,
°64; recorded at war dept. as dead, and buried at Wilmington nat.
cemetery, N. C., grave 1,955; prisoner of war; trans. from Co. A;
re-en. Jan. 18, 64.

Parkhurst, John §.; Oct. 15, ’61; wounded at Newbern, N. C., March
14, ’62 ; died of yellow fever at Newbern, N. C., Oct. 8, 64; buried
at Old cemetery, Newbern, N. C.

Peer, Tunis; Aug. 14, ’62; recruit; wounded at Whitehall, N. C., Dec.
16, °62; died of diarrhcea at Andersonville, Ga., Aug. 20, 64;
buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga., grave 6,298.

Purcell, Henry P.; Oct. 15, 61; wounded at Drewry’s Bluff, Va., May
16, 64; died of congestive fever at Ward gen. hosp., Newark, N.
J., June 15, ’64; re-en. Jan. 18, ’64.

Shreve, Alexander; Oct. 15, 61; died of typhoid fever at 18th army
corps hosp., Point of Rocks, Va., Sept. 17, ’64. _

Simmonds, John; Jan. 5, ’64; recruit; taken prisoner at Drewry’s
Bluff, Va., May 16, '64; died of diarrhcea at Andersonville, Ga.,
Aug. 9, 64; buried at nat. cemetery, Andersonville, Ga., grave
5,087.

Smith, George H.; Oct. 15, ’61; killed at Whitehall, N. C., Dec. 16, ’62.

Space, Henry ; Oct. 15, 61; died of fever at Newbern, April 23, 62.

‘ownley, Moses E.; Oct. 15, ’61 ; died of fever at Newbern, N. C., April

6, ’62. ;
Trumbull, John; Sept. 19, 64; recruit; died of fever at reg. hosp.,
Carolina City, N. C., Oct. 19, 64.
Weder, John; Oct. 15, 61, killed at Walthall, Va., May 6, ’64; re-en.

Jan. 18, ’64.
DESERTED.

Baker, John ; Dec. 28, 64; substitute; deserted July 10, ’65, at Greens-
boro, N. C
496 NintH NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOLS.

Bennett, William ; April 22, 64; recruit; deserted April 25, 64, at draft
rendezvous, Trenton, N. J.
Brown, Charles; Feb. 16, 64; recruit; deserted March 10, ’64, at draft
rendezvous, Trenton, N. J.
Delaney, John ; March 19, ’64; recruit; deserted en route to regt.
Derbrow, John J.; Oct. 15, 61; deserted May 26, °63, at Carolina
City, N. C.
Farron, John ; Dec. 28,’64; substitute ; deserted June 26, ’65, at Greens-
boro, N. C.
Hicks, Adam; Oct. 15, 61; deserted Nov. 10, ’61 ; returned to duty ; de-
serted Oct. 15, 62, /
Kane, John; Dec. 28, 64; substitute; deserted June 25, ’65, at Greens-
boro, N. C.
Kavanaugh, James; Nov. 20,63; recruit; deserted Dec. 8, 63, at draft
rendezvous, Trenton, N. J.
Kurtze, William ; Oct. 17, 61; deserted July 10, ’65, at Greensboro,
N. C., trans. from Co. A; re-en. Jan. 18, 64.
Lynch, James; Aug. 18, ’62; recruit; deserted Jan. 23, 65, while on
furlough; trans. from Co. A.
Morris, William J.; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; deserted Oct. 30,
64, at camp near Carolina City, N. C.
Pettit, John; April 20, 64; recruit; deserted April 29, ’64, at draft
rendezvous, Trenton, N. J.
Quinn, James ; Sept. 29, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; deserted Dec. 18, 64, at
Carolina City, N. C.
pa J ae ; Dec. 27,’64; substitute ; deserted May 29, ’65, at Greens-
oro, N. C.
Williams, William ; Sept. 28, 64; 1 yr.; substitute; deserted April 15,
65, at DeCamp gen. hosp., Davina Island, New York harbor.
. Wilson, Charles; Sept. 30, °64; substitute; deserted Oct. 30, 64, at
camp at Carolina City, N. C.

COMPANY L.

Charles H. Erb, capt.; Nov. 14, ’61; mustered out as super. Nov. 18, ’62.

Henry M. Heinold, 1st lieut.; Nov. 14, 61; resigned March 9, ’62.

Edward Wilborn, ist lieut.; March 9, 62; 2d lieut. Co. A, Dec. 7, 61;
1st lieut. vice Heinold resigned ; mustered out as super. Nov. 18, ’62.

Francis E. Adler, 2d lieut.; Oct. 21, 61; resigned Feb. 16, 62.

Anton C. Moll, 2d lieut.; Sept. 5, °62; sergt. Nept. 30, °61; Ist sergt.
come Pe oe 3 2d lieut. vice Adler resigned; mustered out as super.

ov. 18, 62.

DISCHARGED.

John Muller, (1), Ist sergt.; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Aug.
4, °62; disability.

Conrad Kraft, corp.; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C.,
June 9, ’62; disability.

Boucher, Henry; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C., Aug.
4, °62; disability.

Soe ards March 8, 62; recruit; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov.

Buck, John ; Sept. 1, '62; recruit; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 17, 62.

Frank, Anton; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C , June 9,
62 ; disability.

Graff, Christian ; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., Nov. 21, 62;
disability.

Hagel, Andreas; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C., June
9, °62 ; disability.

Moll, Christian ; Sept. 30, 61 ; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 17, '62.

Walters, Henry; Sept. 380, 61; dis. at Newport Barracks, N. C., June
9, °62; disability.
Company L. 497

Weiser, Frederick ; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 17, ’62.
Wirth, John; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 17, 62.

TRANSFERRED.

Adam Weinrich, sergt.; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Henry Mathes, sergt.; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. M, Nov. 19, ’62.

Axel Chiwitz, sergt.; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Philip Ebert, corp.; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, ’62.

John Miller, corp.; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, 62.

John Walker, corp.; Sept. 30, ’61 ; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, ’62.

Henry Trilk, corp.; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. M, Nov. 19, 62.

Christian Hurnburg, corp.; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Gustav Binder, corp.; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

John Albert, bugler; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. M, Nov. 19, ’62; trans.
from Co. A.

Charles Beyer, musician ; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, 62.

Daniel B. Geroe, wagoner; Oct. 21, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Barrett, John F.; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. M, Nov. 19, 62.

Barrett, Joseph ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. M, Nov. 19, ’62.

Bauer, Andreas ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. M, Nov. 19, ’62.

Benner, George; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. M, Nov. 19, ’62.

Bertrand, Albert; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, ’62.

Bettinger, Jacob ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, ’62.

Bettinger, John ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, ’62.

Brem, Frederick ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, ’62.

Burgard, Daniel; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. A, Nov. 19, ’62.

Deishler, John; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, *62.

Dreher, August; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. M, Nov. 19, 62.

Eckert, Leo; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, '62.

Hier, Daniel ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, ’62.

Heilmann, John G.; July 16,’62; recruit; trans. to Co. M, Nov. 19, ’62.

Heller, John; Aug. 27, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. M, Nov. 19, ’62.

Hoffman, George ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, ’62.

Hoyer, Gottleib ; Oct. 21, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, 62.

Jurgens, Martin; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Kaiser, Charles; Oct. 21, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Kaiser, John; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Kirchguessner, Peter; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, 62.

Klaproth, Charles ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Koenig, Albert ; March 1, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Koenig, William ; March 1, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, 62.

Kramer, John; May 30, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Kuhn, Rudolph; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. M, Nov. 19, ’62.

Lauer, Sebastian ; Dec. 28, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Lowe, Augustus ; Sept. 20, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Meyers, John; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, ’62.

Muller, John (2); Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Nast, Rudolph; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, ’62.

Neycomer, Conrad R.; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, 62.

Oberst, Charles ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, 62.

Ostertag, John; May 28, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, 62.

Pratsh, Thomas ; Sept. 20, 61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Rink, John; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, ’62.

Rothenholfer, George ; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, ’62.

Schaffer, Berghard ; Sept. 3, ‘62; recruit; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, °62.

Scherf, Ludwick A.; Sept. 3, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, 62.

Schieck, Jacob ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, ’62.

Schmidt, Jacob ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 17, ’62.

Schmidt, Philip; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, 62.

Schmitz, Joseph ; Oct. 21, ’6i; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.

Scholz, Henry ; July 21, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, ’62.
498 Nintuo NEw JERSEY VETERAN VOIS.

Schwartz, John ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. H, Nov. 17, 62.
Schweibel, John; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, ’62.

Steibertz, Herman ; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, 62.

Stoll, Leonard ; June 16, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, ’62.
Tenetus, Herman; Oct. 21, ’61; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, 62.

Weber, Frederick ; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, 762.
Wellendorf, Christian; Sept. 30, °61; trans. to Co. I, Nov. 18, ’62.
Werner, Herman; March 1, ’62 ; recruit; trans. to Co. C, Nov. 17, ’62.
Yeager, Benjamin; March 7, 62; recruit; trans to Co. M, Nov. 19, ’62.

DIED.

Edward Zorn, corp.; Sept. 30, 61 ; died of heart disease at Douglass gen.
hosp., Washington, D. C., Feb. 28, ’62.
Ensle, Henry (or Inslee); Sept. 30, 61; died at Newbern, N. C., April
18, ’62, of wounds.
Green, Charles ; Sept. 30, 61 ; died at Washington, D. C., Jan. 4, ’62.
Karl, Michael A.; Sept. 30, 61; died of typhoid fever on board trans-
ort ‘ Dragoon,” on passage from Roanoke to Newbern, N. C.,
ay 4, "62.
Merz, Toa Aug. 20, 62; recruit; died at gen. hosp., Beaufort, N. C.,
Oct. 15, 62 ; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, sec. 12, grave 122.

DESERTED.

Ben John; Sept. 25, 62; recruit; deserted Oct. 28, ’62, en route

regt.

Dean, Lele Aug. 14, ’62; recruit; deserted Aug. 21, ’62, at Tren-
ton, N. J.

Matzinger, John ; Sept. 10, 62; recruit; deserted Sept. 18, 62, at Tren-
ton, N. J.

COMPANY M.

Joseph M. McChesney, capt.; Nov. 15,’61; wounded at Newbern, N. C.,
March 14, 62; trans. to Co. A, Nov. 24, 62.
Thomas J. Smith, Ist lieut.; Nov. 15, 61; resigned March 9, ’62.
Jonathan Townley, 1st lieut.; March 9, 62; 2d lieut. Co. K, Nov. 13,
*61; 1st lieut. vice Smith resigned ; trans. to Co. K, May 16, ’62.
Thomas B. Appleget, Ist lieut.; May 16, 62; sergt. Sept. 17, ’61; 1st
sergt. Nov. 17, 61; 2d lieut. March 9, 62; 1st lieut. vice Townley
trans.; trans. to Co. A, Nov. 24, ’62.

Andrew Canse, Jr., 2d lieut.; Nov. 15, 61; 1st sergt. Sept. 17, 61; re-
signed March 9, ’62.

John E. McDougal, 2d lieut.; May 16, 62; corp. Sept. 17, 61; sergt.;
2d lieut. vice Appleget prom.; prom. ist lieut. Co. A, June 19, 63.

John M. Davies, Ist sergt.; Sept. 17, °61; sergt. Sept. 17, ’61; 1st sergt.
March 9, 62 ; prom. asst. surg. May 1, ’62.

DISCHARGED.

Baylis, Elias; Sept. 30, 61; dis. at Camp Olden, Trenton, N. J., Nov.
12, 61; disability.

Dobbs, Joseph P.; Sept. 17, °61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 17, 62;
disability.

DeHart, David; Sept. 30, ’61; dis. at Camp Olden, Trenton, N. J., Nov.

_, 12,761; disability.

eile Jenn H.; Sept. 17, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 24, 62; dis-
ability.

McElwee, Daniel; Sept. 17, °61; dis. at Hammond hosp.
N. C., Oct. 22, 62; disability: pia

Messeroll, Williamson ; Sept. 17, 61; dis. at B NC.
62 ; disability. ‘ : eaufort, N. C., Nov. 17,
Company M, 499

Muddell, Trayton ; Sept. 17, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., Nov. 20, 62;
disability.

Noles pha A.; Sept. 17, 61; dis. at Beaufort, N. C., June 9, ’62; dis-
ability.

Obert, Frederick ; Sept. 17, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., June 24, 62;
disability.

Slover, Stephen ; Sept. 17, 61; dis. at Newbern, N. C., July 19, 62; dis-
ability.

Vandewater, James; Sept. 17, 61; dis. at Trenton, N. J., Dec. 4, 61;
minority.

Van Nortwick, Nicholas ; Sept. 17, ’61; dis. at Meridian Hill, Va., Feb.
1, 62; disability.

TRANSFERRED.

Charles W. Grover, 1st sergt.; Sept. 17, °61; trans. to Co. A.

Symmes H. Stillwell, sergt.; Sept. 17, 61 ; trans. to Co. A.

Charles W. Conover, sergt.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Albert Edwards, sergt.; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.

Arunah D. Applegate, sergt.; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.

John G. Mount, corp.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Nelson Baricklow, corp.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Lucius C. Bonham, corp.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Thomas C. Burke, corp.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

David C. Clayton, corp.; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.

Mahlon DeCamp, corp.; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.

Charles Messeroll, corp.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Reuben V. P. Wood, corp.; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.

Samuel F. Cox, bugler ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

William Hinton, musician ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Cornelius B. Hoagland, wagoner ; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trams. to Co. A,

Albert, John ; Sept. 18, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A; trans. from Co. L.

a ppleae John ; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trams. to Co. A.

Arlow, Robert ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.

Bader, John ; Sept. 25, ’62 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.

Barrett, John F.; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. A; trans. from Co. L.

Barrett, Joseph ; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. A; trans. from Co. L.

Bauer, Andreas; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. A; trans. from Co. L.

Bendy, William H.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Benner, George ; Sept. 30, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A; trans. from Co. L.

Biehl, Ernest ; Aug. 18, ’62 ; recruit ; trans. to Co. A.

Buckley, Nathan ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.

Clayton, William ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.

Clevenger, Edward ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.

Conover, Leonard ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.

Cook, James ; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.

Cox, James; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.

Dreher, August ; Sept. 30, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A; trans. from Co. L.

Dugan, Thomas ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Dunn, Andrew B.; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.

Dunomore, James ; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.

Evers, James ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Flower, Charles ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Garry, John ; Sept. 17, °61; trans. to Co. A.

Giles, Enoch; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.

Haines, Charles G.; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.

Harris, William ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Heilman, John G.; July 16, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. A; trans, from
Co. L.

Heller, John; Aug. 27, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. A ; trans. from Co. L

Hoagland, Calvin; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.

Hopp, John ; Aug. 20, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. A,
500 Ninta New Jersky VETERAN VOLS.

Hubner, Charles ; Oct. 1, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Hulfish, Caleb; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Hunt, William A.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Ives, Milton J.; Sept. 17, 61 ; trans. to Co. A.
Jackson, Thomas A.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Jones, Peter ; Sept. 17, °61; trans. to Co. A
Kuhn, Rudolph ; Sept. 30, 61; trans. to Co. A; trans. from Co. L.
Macker, Francis ; Sept. 13, °61 ; trans. to Co. A.
Marsh, George; Aug. 20, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. A.
Mathes, Henry; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. A; sergt. Sept. 30, 61;
rivate Nov. 19, ’62 ; trans. from Co. L.
Matthews, James; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.
McGintay, Michael; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
McLarren, Thomas ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Messeroll, Isaac B.; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.
Muller, Charles; Sept. 18, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Muller, John; Oct. 9, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Mulligan, John ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. toCo. A.
Noll, Herman ; Sept. 18, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Nulty, Bernard ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Perrine, George ; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.
Perrine, Thomas ; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.
Petty, Charles ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Plondke, Julius ; Sept. 18, ’61; trams. to Co. A.
Probst, Lewis ; Aug. 18, 62 ; recruit; trans. to Co. A.
Quigley, Daniel A.; Sept. 17, 761; trans. to Co. A.
Reamer, John ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Rieger, Joseph ; Sept. 13, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Rolfe, George N.; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.
Roxberry, Joseph ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Rudolph, Augustus ; Oct. 9, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A,
Schmalstick, Charles ; Sept. 25, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Scholl, Frederick ; Nov. 21, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Scully, John ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Selby, Richard ; ee 17, °61 ; trans. to Co. A.
Shortell, Edward ; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.
Slover, Abram ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Smith, Amzi W.; Sept. 16, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Smith, George A.; Sept. 15, 62; recruit; trans. to Co. A.
Smith, Jasper S.; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Snediker, Howard ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Snediker, Richard ; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co. A.
Stout, William K.; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Stults, Salter S.; June 5, ’62 ; recruit; trans. to Co. A.
Stults, Simeon ; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
eee soeh a a trans. to Co. A.
rilk, Henry ; Sept. 30, 61 ; trans. to Co. A; corp. Sept. 30, 61; pri
Nov. 19, ’62 Cane from Co. L. a8 P 7 Private
Vannise, Andrew M.; Sept. 17, 61; trans. to Co, A.
Voigt, Christian ; Sept. 28, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
wae. Wiliem oe Beet 17,61 ; trans. to Co. A.
ebb, William W.; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A; wounded e
bern, N. C., March 14, ’62. : anes
Webb, William W.; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Wessels, Jacob H.; Sept. 17, 61 ; trans. to Co. A.
Williams, William H.; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.
Witcraft, Albert; Sept. 17, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Witcraft, J ohn ; Sept. 17, ’61 ; trans. to Co. A.
Tee ge penemity March 7, ’62; recruit; trans. to Co. A; trans, from
0.

Zink, Henry ; Sept. 30, ’61; trans. to Co. A.
Company M. 5OI

Diep.
ERE ne; Ridgway S.; Sept. 17, 61; killed at Roanoke Island, N. C.,
Feb. 8, ’62.

Perrine, Alfred ; Sept. 17, 61; died of typhoid fever at Newbern, N. C.,
April 10, ’62 ; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C., sec. 12,
grave 11.

Perrine, Spafford; Sept. 17, ’61; died of typhoid fever at Newport bar-
racks, N. C., May 28, ’62; buried at Newbern nat. cemetery, N. C.,
sec. 12, grave 92.

; DESERTED.

Brown, Samuel E.; Sept. 17, 61; deserted Nov. 12, ’61, at Newark, N. J.
Eldridge, Thomas S.; Sept. 17, ‘61; deserted Nov. 16, ’61, at Trenton.
Grover, Joseph ; Sept. 17,61; deserted Nov. 12, ’61, at Trenton, N. J.
Hamilton, James; Sept. 17, °61 ; deserted Dec. 2, 61, at Trenton, N. J.
Handell, Michael ; Sept. 17, ’61 ; deserted Nov. 12, ’61, at Trenton, N. J.
Johnson, Thomas; Sept. 15, ’62; recruit; deserted Sept. 19, 62, en
route to regt.

Leer, John; Sept. 17, ’61 ; deserted Nov. 12, ’61, at Trenton, N. J.
Morris, Michael ; Sept. 17, °61 ; deserted Nov. 12,’61, at Trenton, N. J.
Vannote, Bartine; Sept. 17, ’61 ; deserted Nov. 12, ’61, at Trenton, N. J.
Voorhees, John D.; Sept. 17, 61; deserted Nov. 12, 61, at Trenton, N, J.
 

 

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