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 NATIONAL CEMETERY, 
 
 ARLINGTON, VIRGINIA. 
 
 UNDER THE AUSPICES OF THE 
 
 GRAND ARMY OF THE REPUBLIC. 
 
 3Vn-A."X" 30, 1868. 
 
 STENOGRAPHICALLY REPORTED BY F. H. SMITH, ESQ. 
 
 WASHINGTON, D. C: 
 McQILL & WITUEROW, Printers and Stereotypers. 
 
 1868. 
 

PREFATORY. 
 
 The great interest manifested by the public in the com- 
 memorative ceremonies of the 30th ultimo, the disappoint- 
 ment of many in not being able to attend, together with the 
 universal desire expressed that the proceedings should ap- 
 pear in some durable form for preservation, have induced 
 those having the matter in charge to publish this report. 
 
 There are many persons, officers of the Government and 
 citizens in private life, whose generous support it would be 
 grateful and pleasant to mention, but to do this would 
 greatly enlarge this pamphlet and be but a poor acknowl- 
 edgment of the estimate in which these tokens of sympathy 
 are held. "With but two or three exceptions, (and it were 
 perhaps better not to allude even to these,) every request 
 made by the several committees in perfecting the arrange- 
 ments for the occasion was readily granted, and wherever 
 comrades went the kindest sympathy and most generous aid 
 were cheerfully bestowed. It does not fall within the scope 
 of this report to relate the scenes and incidents, the details 
 of the arrangements and the manner of decoration, the ob- 
 ject being merely to give what was said, together with the 
 
 order of the exercises. 
 
 K P. CHIPMAN, 
 
 Chairman Committee of Arrangements. 
 Washington, D. C, June 7, 1868. 
 
MEMORIAL CEREMONIES. 
 
 At one o'clock, p. m., N. P. Chipman, chairman of Com- 
 mittee of Arrangements, called the audience to order, and 
 said: 
 
 Comrades and Friends: 
 
 We are assembled to commemorate, in some fitting man- 
 ner, the deeds of those who lie in this national cemetery, and 
 to offer a tribute to their deathless memory. 
 
 We are here at the call of the commander-in-chief of our 
 Order, and to join in ceremonies which are transpiring at 
 this hour all over the land, wherever the grave of a soldier 
 is known or a loyal heart remembers with gratitude the noble 
 sacrifices of our gallant dead. 
 
 The General Order to which Ihave alluded will be read by 
 the Assistant Adjutant General. 
 
 "W". T. Collins then read the following: 
 
 Headquarters Grand Army of the Republic, 
 
 Adjutant General's Office, 446 Fourteenth St., 
 Washington, D. C, May 5, 1868. 
 General Orders"! 
 No. 11. J 
 
 I. Tlfe 30th day of May, 1868, is designated for the purpose of strewing with 
 flowers or otherwise decorating the graves of comrades who died in defense of 
 their country during the late rebellion, and whose bodies now lie in almost 
 every city, village, and hamlet churchward in the land. In this observance 
 no form of ceremony is prescribed, but posts and comrades will in their own 
 way arrange such fitting services and testimonials of respect as circumstances 
 may permit. 
 
 We are organized, comrades, as our regulations tell us, for the purpose, among 
 other things, " of preserving and strengthening those kind and fraternal feelings 
 which have bound together the soldiers, sailors, and marines who united to 
 suppress the late rebellion." What can aid more to assure this result than by 
 cherishing tenderly the memory of our heroic dead, who made their breasts a 
 barricade between our country and its foes. Their soldier lives were the rev- 
 eille of freedom to a race in chains, and their deaths the tattoo of rebellious 
 tyranny in arms. We should guard their graves with sacred vigilance. All 
 that the consecrated wealth and taste of the nation can add to their adornment 
 
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 and security, is but a fitting tribute to the memory of her slain defenders. Let 
 no wanton foot tread rudely on such hallowed grounds. Let pleasant paths 
 invite the coming and going of reverent visitors and fond mourners. Let no 
 vandalism of avarice or neglect, no ravages of time testify to the present or to 
 the coming generations, that we have forgotten as a people the cost of a free 
 and undivided L spublic. 
 
 If other eyes grow dull, and other hands slack, and other hearts cold in the 
 solemn trust, ours shall keep it well as long as the light and warmth of life 
 remains to us. 
 
 Let us, then, at the time appointed gather around their sacred remains and 
 garland the passionless mounds above them with the choicest flowers of spring 
 time; let us raise above them the dear old flag they saved from dishonor; let 
 us in this solemn presence renew our pledges to aid and assist those whom they 
 have left among us, a sacred charge upon a nation's gratitude — the soldier's 
 and sailor's widow and orphan. 
 
 II. It is the purpose of the Commander-in-Chief to inaugurate this observ- 
 ance with the hope that it will be kept up from year to year, while a survivor 
 of the war remains to honor the memory of his departed comrades. lie ear- 
 nestly desires the public press to call attention to this order, and lend its 
 friendly aid in bringing it to the notice of comrades in ail parts of the country 
 in time for simultaneous compliance therewith. 
 
 III. Department Commanders will use every effort to make this order effec- 
 tive. By order of — 
 
 JOHN A. LOGAN, 
 Commandcr-in-' 
 
 Official: N. P. CHIP-MAN, 
 
 WM. T. COLLINS, A. A. G. Adjutant General. 
 
 Prayer — By Eev. Byron Sunderland, D. 1). 
 
 Almighty and Everlasting God — -the God and Father of our Lord and Saviour 
 Jesus Christ — the God of our fathers and our God — who hast the care ^f all the 
 ends of the earth. Oh, thou Creator, Preserver, and Benefactor of the World, 
 whose providence is over every living thing, and who dost cause the seasons to 
 keep their annual rounds, and from the death and drowsiness of winter dost 
 evoke the life and beauty of the spring, how great and manifold are .the tokens 
 of Thy presence, and of Thy resurrection power, as all nature wakes again glo- 
 rious in the garniture of flowers, and filled with melodies of the time when the 
 singing of birds is come. 
 
 We pray thee, oh Lord, mercifully to remember us for good, as we have dome 
 forth this day, among Thy people, to acknowledge Thee ; and, as Thy servants 
 of old time did for themselves and for Thy chosen nation, to call upon Thy 
 name and to spread out our supplications before Thee. For we are come this 
 day to the cities of the dead — we are come to the sepulchres of our heroes, slain 
 and fallen in battle with all the host of them that counted not their lives dear 
 unto them for the sacred cause of God, and of country, and of humanity, and 
 by which price they have made of this land one greater than Thermopylae, an 
 
have filled it in all its borders with freedom's shrines. Because we have come 
 to mourn this day for those who sleep, and to pay to their memory the utmost 
 tenderness of our regards. Because we have come to weep with those who sur- 
 vive, that the mission of our country could be accomplished only at so great a 
 sacrifice. Because we have come, Oh Lord, likewise to mingle with our tears 
 and sorrows a grateful sense of our deliverance and our triumph over appalling 
 dangers, while we cover with garlands and fresh flowers the graves of our 
 noble sons. Because we have come to take from the lap of earth these new 
 children that have sprung in such abundance of loveliness and in such fra- 
 grance of incense, and cast them' back upon the mother that brought them forth, 
 in testimony that there is nothing too delicate, nothing too beautiful to be 
 lavished upon the remembrance of those who have sealed with blood their 
 devotion to the holy work of God and man. 
 
 Yet, oh Lord, we well do know that these blooms of earth will fade; these 
 blossoms will wither and perish where they fall. Well do we know that they 
 will return to mingle with the sacred mould of those who once stood up as a 
 living rampart against the violence of treason — against the fury of rebellion; 
 still do we pray that other hands, year after year, may strew them afresh, as 
 we do this day. We pray that every spring-time may rise with its prophet 
 voice to tell us that there is glory and immortality in the truth. That how- 
 ever assailed, however borne down for a time, the eternal years of God are 
 her's. And we pray, too, that her's may be the hearts of men that never quail, 
 though in the midst of living perfidies that make the soul turn sick. We pray, 
 too, that her's too may be the hands of men that have borne the fire of every 
 martyr for the priceless cause of liberty and justice. We pray, too, that her's 
 may be the vows of men who, though betrayed and outraged in the house of 
 their own friends, will not yet forget their duty — will not yet forsake the 
 charge that 'has been imposed upon them — whether through the sophistries of 
 a perverted judgment, or through the temptations of a corrupt ambition, or 
 through the baser briberies of mammon, which, while they deceive, both defile 
 and degrade our manhood to the lowest depths of infamy. 
 
 And now, oh Lord our God, we appeal to Thee by the united voice of our 
 prayer for the integrity and rectitude of our nation in all coming time, and for 
 the benefits and blessings of amity, equality, and fraternity, for us and for all 
 men throughout the world, we cry to Thee from among the graves of those 
 whom Thou didst choose to win the victory in the last great struggle for the 
 welfare of mankind. And we pray, Thee, now especially, to look down upon 
 us in Thy mercy, and bless us. Bless the general and officers, and soldiers and 
 sailors of the Army and Navy of the United States — those that may be to-day 
 assembled here or elsewhere, in all the land, for the same affecting purpose. 
 Bless all the people of our country, and confirm to us the fruits of the late war 
 in the emancipation of millions that had been growing in bondage, and in the 
 exalted aims that have sustained this people in such great advancement. Give 
 us a spiritual religion. May Christianity prevail among us in its original 
 purity. May it not be to us an empty ritual, but, a daily covenant between 
 God and men, and between man and his fellow-men. And we pray that the 
 machinations and efforts of demagogues — that the pestilence and poison of mere 
 
partizan politics — may be thoroughly purged from among us as the bane, for- 
 ever, of all republics, and the certain precursors of their disaster and downfall. 
 And, oh Lord, so long as the sovereignty of this great people shall be com- 
 mitted to the work of constitutional freedom — to the work of liberty regulated 
 by law — to the work of and equality for all men without distinction — so long 
 do we pray that Thou wilt uphold the honor of this Government, and give its 
 name and its prowess respect among the peoples of the earth. For well we 
 know that whensoever this nation shall depart from these great lights, and 
 wander darkening in the gloom and sorcery of despotism and oppression, then 
 • wilt Thou make bare Thine arm and strike down the whole political fabric 
 under which we live. 
 
 And now, oh Lord, we implore these blessings upon us — we deprecate 
 these judgments from us — not in our own name, nor upon our own merits, but 
 alone in the name and upon the merits of Him whose name is above every 
 name, and will endure forever. And unto the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 will we ascribe unceasing and undivided praises. Amen. 
 
 Hymn — Entitled " Honor to the Soldier." Eight voices.* 
 
 The Hon. James A. Garfield was then introduced, and 
 spoke as follows : 
 
 I am oppressed with a sense of the impropriety of uttering words on this 
 occasion. If silence is ever golden, it must be here beside the graves of fifteen 
 thousand men, whose lives were more significant than speech, and whose death 
 was a poem the music of which can never be sung. With words, we make 
 promises, plight faith, praise virtue. Promises may not be kept ; plighted faith 
 may be broken ; and vaunted virtue be only the cunning mask of vice. T vVe 
 do not know one promise these men made, one pledge they gave, one word they 
 spoke ; but we do know they summed up and perfected, by one supreme act, the 
 highest virtues of men and citizens. For love of country they accepted death ; 
 and in that act they resolved all doubts, and made immortal their patriotism 
 and their virtue. 
 
 For the noblest man that lives there still remains a conflict. He must still 
 withstand the assaults of time and fortune; must still be assailed by tempta- 
 tions before which lofty natures have fallen. But with these the conflict was 
 ended, the victory was won, when death stamped on them the great seal of 
 heroic character, and closed a record which years can never blot. 
 
 I know of nothing more appropriate on this occasion, than to inquire what 
 brought these men here. What high motive led them to condense life into an 
 hour, and to crown that hour by joyfully welcoming death ? Let us consider. 
 
 Eight years ago this was the most unwarlike nation of the earth. For nearly 
 fifty years, no spot, in any of these States, had been the scene of battle. Thirty 
 millions of people had an army of less than ten thousand men. The faith of 
 our people in the stability and permanence of their institutions, was like their 
 faith in the eternal course of nature. Peace, liberty, and personal security, 
 were blessings as common and universal as sunshine, and showers, and fruitful 
 
 * These were amateur singers of the city who kindly volunteered their services. Some oi'them 
 are comrades. 
 
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 seasons ; and all sprang from a single source — the principle declared in the Pil- 
 grim covenant of 1620 — that all owed due submission and obedience to the 
 lawfully expressed will of the majority. This is not one of the doctrines of our 
 political system — it is the system itself. It is our political firmament, in which 
 all other truths are set, as stars in heaven. It is the encasing air; the breath 
 of the nation's life. Against this principle the whole weight of the rebellion 
 was thrown. Its overthrow would have brought such ruin as might follow in 
 the physical universe, if the power of gravitation were destroyed, and — 
 
 " Nature's concord broke, 
 Among the constellations war were sprung, 
 And planets, rushing from aspect malign 
 Of fiercest opposition, in mid-sky 
 Should combat, and their jarring spheres confound." 
 
 The nation was summoned to arms, by every high motive which can inspire 
 men. Two centuries of freedom had made its people unfit for despotism. They 
 must save their Government, or miserably perish. 
 
 As a flash of lightning, in a midnight tempest, reveals the abysmal horrors of 
 the sea, so did the flash of the first gun disclose the awful abyss into which 
 rebellion was ready to plunge us. In a moment, the fire was lighted in twenty 
 million hearts. In a moment, we were the most warlike nation on the earth. 
 In a moment, we were not merely a people with an army — we were a people in 
 arms. The nation was in column — not all at the front, but all in the array. 
 
 I love to believe that no heroic sacrifice is ever lost. That the characters of 
 men are moulded and inspired by what their fathers have done — that treasured 
 up in American souls, are all the unconscious influences of the great deeds of 
 the Anglo-Saxon race, from Agincourt to Bunker Hill. It was such an influence 
 which led a young Greek, two thousand years ago, when he hoard the news of 
 Marathon, to exclaim, " The trophies of Miltiades will not let me sleep." Could 
 these men be silent in 1861 — these, whose ancestors had felt the inspiration of 
 battle on every field where civilization had fought in the last thousand years ? 
 Eead their answer in this green turf. Each for himself gathered up all the 
 cherished purposes of life — its aims and ambitions, its dearest affections — and 
 flung all, with life itself, into the scale of battle. 
 
 We began the war for the Union alone, but we had not gone far into its 
 darkness before a new element was added to the conflict, which filled the army 
 and the nation with cheerful but intense religious enthusiasm. In lessons that 
 could not be misunderstood, the Nation was taught that God had linked to our 
 own, the destiny of an enslaved race — that their liberty and our Union were 
 indeed "one and inseparable." It was this that made the soul of John Brown 
 the marching companion of our soldiers, and made them sing as they went down 
 to battle — 
 
 " In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, 
 With a glory in his bosom which transfigures you and me ; 
 As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free- 
 While God is marching on." 
 
 With such inspirations, failure was impossible. The struggle consecrated, in 
 6ome degree, every man who bore a worthy part. I can never forget an inci- 
 
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 dent, illustrative of this thought, which it was my fortune to witness near 
 sun-set of the second day at Chickainauga, when the beleaguered but unbroken 
 left wing of our army had again and again repelled the assaults of more than 
 double their numbers, and when each soldier felt that to his individual hands 
 were committed the life of the army and the honor of his country. It was 
 just after a division had fired its last cartridge, and had repelled a charge at 
 the point of the bayonet, that the great-hearted commander took the hand of 
 an humble soldier and thanked him for his steadfast courage. The soldier 
 stood silent for a moment, and then said, with deep emotion, " George H. 
 Thomas has taken this hand in his. I'll knock down any mean man that 
 offers to take it hereafter." This rough sentence was full of meaning. He 
 felt that something had happened to his hand which consecrated it. Could a 
 hand bear our banner in battle and not be forever consecrated to honor and 
 virtue? But doubly consecrated were these who received into their own hearts 
 the fatal shafts, aimed at the life of their country. Fortunate men ! your 
 country lives because you died! Your fame is placed where the breath of 
 calumny can never reach it ; where the mistakes of a weary life can never dim 
 its brightness ! Coming generations will rise up to call you blessed ! 
 
 And now consider this silent assembly of the dead. What does it represent? 
 Nay, rather, what does it not represent? It is an epitome of the war. Here 
 are sheaves reaped, in the harvest of death, from every battlefield of Virginia. 
 If each grave had a voice to tell us what its silent tenant last saw and heard 
 on earth, we might stand, with uncovered heads, and hear the whole story of 
 the war. We should hear that one perished when the first great drops of the 
 crimson shower began to fall, when the darkness of that first disaster at 
 Manassas fell like an eclipse on the nation ; that another died of disease while 
 wearily waiting for winter to end ; that this one fell on the field, in sight of 
 the spires of Richmond, little dreaming that the flag must be carried through 
 three more years of blood before it should be planted in that citadel of treason; 
 and that one fell when the tide of war had swept us back till the roar of rebel 
 guns shook the dome of yonder Capitol, and re-echoed in the chambers of the 
 Executive Mansion. We should hear mingled voices from the Rappahannock, 
 the Rapidan, the Chickahominy, and the James; solemn voices from the Wil- 
 derness, and triumphant shouts from the Shenandoah, from Petersburg, and 
 the Five Forks, mingled with the wild acclaim of victory and the sweet chorus 
 of returning peace. The voices of these dead will forever fill the land like 
 holy benedictions. 
 
 What other spot so fitting for their last resting-place as this, under the 
 shadow of the Capitol saved by their valor ? Here, where the grim edge of 
 battle joined; here, where all the hope and fear and agony of their country 
 centred ; here let them rest, asleep on the nation's heart, entombed in the 
 nation's love ! 
 
 The view from this spot, bears some resemblance to that which greets the eye 
 at Rome. In sight of the Capitoline Hill, up and across the Tiber, and over- 
 looking the city, is a hill, not rugged nor lofty, but known as the Vatican 
 Mount. At the beginning of the. Christian Era, an Imperial circus stood on its 
 summit. There, gladiator slaves died for the sport of Rome ; and wild beasts 
 
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 fought with wilder men. In that arena, a Gallilean fisherman gave up his life 
 a sacrifice for his faith. No human life was ever so nobly avenged. On that 
 spot, was reared the proudest Christian temple ever built by human hands. 
 For its adornment, the rich offerings of every clime and kingdom have been 
 contributed. And now, after eighteen centuries, the hearts of two hundred 
 million people turn towards it with reverence when they worship God. As 
 the traveller descends the Appennines, he 'sees the dome of St. Peter rising 
 above the desolate Campagna and the dead city, long before the seven hills 
 and ruined palaces appear to his view. The fame of the dead fisherman has 
 outlived the glory of the Eternal City. A noble life, crowned with heroic 
 death rises above and outlives the pride and pomp and glory of the mightiest 
 empire of the earth. 
 
 Seen from the western slope of our Capitol, in direction, distance, and appear- 
 ance, this spot is not unlike the Vatican Mount, though the river that flows 
 at our feet is larger than a hundred Tibers. Seven years ago, this was the home 
 of one who lifted his sword against the life of his country, and who became 
 the great Imperator of the rebellion. The soil beneath our feet was watered 
 by the tears of slaves, in whose hearts the sight of yonder proud Capitol 
 awakened no pride, and inspired no hope. The face of the goddess that 
 crowns it, was turned towards the sea and not towards fchem. But, thanks 
 be to God, this arena of rebellion and slavery is a scene of violence and crime 
 no longer! This will be forever the sacred mountain of our Capitol. Here is 
 our temple ; its pavement is the sepulchre of heroic hearts ; its dtome, the bend- 
 ing heaven; its altar candles, the watching stars. 
 
 Hither our children's children shall come to pay their tribute of grateful 
 homage. For this are we met to-day. By the happy suggestion of a great 
 society, assemblies like this are gathering, at this hour, in every State in the 
 Union. Thousands of soldiers are to-day turning aside in the march of life to 
 visit, the silent encampments of dead comrades who once fought by their side. 
 
 From many thousand homes, whose light was put out when a soldier fell, 
 there go forth to-day, to join these solemn processions, loving kindred and 
 friends, from whose hearts the shadow of grief will never be lifted till the light 
 of the Eternal world dawns upon them. 
 
 And here are children, little children, to whom the war left no father but 
 the Father above. By the most sacred right, theirs is the chief place to-day. 
 They come with garlands to crown their victor fathers. I will delay the coro- 
 nation no longer. 
 
 Patriotic Song — " Our Native Land." Eight voices. 
 
 The following Original Poem was then read by Julius C. 
 Smith, Esq.: 
 
 Peace, peace on earth ! No battle-flags are flown, 
 No war-clouds rise and frown along the sky ; 
 No trumpet for the deadly charge is blown, 
 No lightning-glare of red artillery. 
 
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 Light, from the high empyrean glancing down, 
 No longer falls on heaps of mangled dead : 
 Reveals no more the close-beleaguered town, 
 Or path of fire, whereon the foe hath fled. 
 
 We hear no more from battle-plain arise 
 The ringing shout of frantic, grappling hosts, 
 Or those wild, piercing, anguish-laden cries, 
 That haunt the memory like immortal ghosts. 
 
 How changed the scene, since those we mourn to-day 
 Heard Slavery's challenge, at their peaceful toil ; 
 Met the defiant foe in battle-fray ; 
 Moistened, from pulsing veins, the parching soil. 
 
 Then rose the nation's pibroch loud and shrill, 
 Then flashed the burning cross o'er northern plains ; 
 On mountain-steeps, by hamlet, vale, and rill, 
 True manhood roused to break the bondman's chains. 
 
 These forms, then animate with earnest life, 
 In shop and field the slogan message caught, 
 Pressed to their bosoms, mother, sister, wife, 
 And the dark field of strife and carnage sought. 
 
 And shall we sing how first the hands, unused 
 To martial weapons, at Manassas failed; 
 How Tyranny our name and fame abused, 
 Our manly courage and our cause assailed ; 
 
 Recite the tale of Ball's ensanguined height, 
 Of Bethel's slaughter and Vienna's gore ; 
 How dying, gifted Baker, Winthrop, fight; 
 How gallant Lander's wounds shall heal no more ; 
 
 Repeat the tale of Chickahominy, 
 
 Of Fredericksburg, and Chancellor's barren sand, 
 
 Where rebel legions pressed to victory, 
 
 And drew a curtained gloom o'er all the land ; 
 
 Tell how at Wilson's noble Lyon died, 
 And how at Lexington the wrong bore sway ; 
 How once again Manassas' field was tried 
 And doubly lost upon that fatal day? 
 
 From infancy to youth, from youth to age, 
 By failures oft life's lessons are attained ; 
 Preludes, are stammering words, to wisdom sage ; 
 By stumbling steps pedestrian skill is gained. 
 
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 Thus our brave comrades learned the art of war 
 At Chickamauga, Belmont, Perrysville ; 
 'Twas wisdom bought with many a costly scar, 
 Lessons no early victory could instil. 
 
 At last by patient toil came strength of limb, 
 Came skill of eye and hand in martial art ; 
 They felt the muscles of the Anakim, 
 The throbbing pulses of a Titan's heart. 
 
 These fleshless hands, now motionless and cold, 
 By due experience taught, were raised in might; 
 These eyes, now changed to pale terrestrial mould, 
 Along the carbine gained unerring sight. 
 
 Enough: 't is done! Hark to the cannons' roar 
 Upon Antietam's blood-encircled field ; 
 See! Gettysburg is drenched in rebel gore; 
 At Donehon the boastful traitors yield. 
 
 The Shenandoah's vale is darkly red — 
 'Tis rebel blood, transformed to ebon hue ; 
 "Vicksburg is ours; and see how proudly tread 
 Our marching legions, broad savannas through. 
 
 Yet from the hurricane our arms recoiled 
 At Shiloh's church ami Murfreesboro's plain, 
 But battling still our steadfast beroes toiled, 
 Till on yon banner Victory smiled again. 
 
 Nay, weep not, mother, for thy gallant son 
 Who, fighting, fell in that umbrageous wood ; 
 He gave his life for man — 't was nobly done — 
 And here he sleeps among the brave and good. 
 
 See Richmond, traitorous, fire-begirdled town ; 
 See Mountain Lookout, Missionary Heights; 
 Above the clouds the brazen cannon frown ; 
 Above the clouds each stalwart hero fights. 
 
 From Chattanooga to Atlantic's coast, 
 From the sea northward to Virginia's line, 
 I sea the track of Freedom's conquering host, 
 To justice, friends — to wrong, a scourge divine. 
 
 At Appomattox, Lee surrenders all, 
 At Durham, Johnston bends the suppliant knee. 
 Send the glad shout o'er earth's revolving ball ; 
 Slavery is crushed ! Our noble land is free ! 
 
Yet pause ; the triumph has been bought with blood ; 
 Great was the purchase, great the price we paid ; 
 A million forms are crumbling 'neath the sod, 
 A score of thousands are around us laid. 
 
 Pause, and remove the sandals from thy feet, 
 Press not, with rash intrusion, holy ground ; 
 This forest is the hero's calm retreat, 
 The camp, angelic guards encircle round. 
 
 Yet tell me not the gallant youth are dead ; 
 These are but forms 4hat moulder and decay ; 
 The man shall live, who e'er for manhood bled, 
 Through time's vast aions, heaven's eternal day. 
 
 He lives in memory of the good and wise, 
 He lives in grateful histrionic lore, 
 He lives in gorgeous realms beyond the skies, 
 He lives in fervid song forevermore. 
 
 All art at portraiture divine has failed, 
 In sculpture, pyramid, and fashioned clay ; 
 Osiris, sun-crowned, Isis, darkly veiled, 
 Or Memnon musical at rising day. 
 
 Yet rest these comrades with the God that loves, 
 
 In all the race one intervital life, 
 
 Py which creation ever onward moves 
 
 To brighter scenes through elemental strife. 
 
 There is no life ideal that can cast 
 Its phantom shade beyond the mystic tomb, 
 Put one eternal landscape of the past, 
 One present Eden of immortal bloom. 
 
 And tell me not these unnamed are unknown,* 
 These thousands in the consecrated tomb — 
 No missing roll or monumental stone 
 Can shroud a hero in historic gloom. 
 
 In all these interblended heaps of bones 
 There's not a nerve to feel, a heart to love ; 
 No passion's flame, no music's silvery tones ; 
 Sense, life, and feeling, all have passed above. 
 
 They have passed onward through the rift of light 
 That parts the clouds above primordial strife ; 
 They march with God in uniforms of white, 
 And drink the true nepenthe-draught of life. 
 
 * One tomb at Arlington contains the remains of 2,111 unknown soldiers. 
 
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 Martyrs for Truth, for Liberty, and Right ! 
 To you shall rise the nation's high acclaim ; 
 You are not lost in dim historic night — 
 These graves are subterranean paths to fame. 
 
 This emerald verdure on earth's mother-breast, 
 These oaks umbrageous, and this moist'ning dew, 
 This orchestra of birds, this holy rest, 
 Are nature's smiles upon the brave and true. 
 
 Green be the hillocks o'er this hallowed clay ; 
 Sweet be the garlands loving hands shall bring ; 
 Just Le the tribute eloquence shall pay ; 
 Tender the song the minstrel harp shall sing. 
 
 Long may these lyric trees, with waving boughs, 
 Shadow the fragrant flower-encrusted sod ; 
 Long may the rosy dawn these songsters rouse 
 In hymns harmonic to the heroes' God. 
 
 From death's broad stream I hear these comrades hail 
 I e them beckon to the farther shore ; 
 I hear the rustle of the snowy sail, 
 The soft baptismal of the phantom oar. 
 
 Let vernal year her azure violets bring. 
 To deck the sod that folds this sacred clay ; 
 Let forest choirs their sweetest carols sing 
 At morning reveille and closing day. 
 
 Let Summer send her golden sunbeams down, 
 In graceful salutations for the dead, 
 And Autumn's moving host of leaflets brown 
 Break ranks above the fallen soldier's head. 
 
 In Winter's storms, let all the sentry stars 
 That on yon battlements their vigils keep, 
 Smile on these wasting forms, these holy scars, 
 And guard the field where worth and valor sleep. 
 
 And we, survivors of the fearful strife, 
 While gathered here around this hallowed clay, 
 Let us anew pledge fortune, honor, life, 
 That from our flag no star shall pass away. 
 
 We reverently swear by all we love, 
 
 By all we are, and all we hope to be, 
 
 Yon starry flag, man's steadfast friend shall prove, < 
 
 And wave forever o'er the brave and free. 
 
 Dirge — Forty-Fourth Infantry Band. 
 
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 The foregoing exercises took place in front of Arlington 
 Mansion, its large verandah and colonnade being draped in 
 mourning and decorated with flags. 
 
 At the south side of the mansion is a large garden en- 
 closure, around two sides of which and upon a grassy ter- 
 race are buried 53 commissioned officers of the army from 
 almost every Northern State. 
 
 While the band played, a procession was formed as follows : 
 
 Children of Soldiers' and Sailors' Orphan Asylum, in charge of the Officers 
 and Managers of the Association, and Committee on Decorations, followed by 
 friends generally. The procession moved around the gardens south of the 
 Mansion, the children strewing flowers upon the graves spoken of along the 
 line of march as they passed, and halted at the Tomb of the Unknown Sol- 
 diers,* who fell in Virginia during the early years of the war. This tomb is 
 west of and near the gardens. 
 
 The orphan children formed a hollow square around this 
 tomb, the committees and friends in attendance forming a 
 second square around them. The orphans sang an appro- 
 priate song, which was followed by prayer, Rev. Charles V. 
 Kelly, J). D. 
 
 Feiends, and Fellow- Citizens : 
 
 Standing here in the place of the clergyman (Rev. B. Peyton Brown) who was 
 expected on this occasion to offer up prayer in behalf of those who have been 
 bereft of their friends, whose ashes now lie buried here, unknown to those who 
 loved them, it matters little who is the speaker, if the prayer comes from the 
 heart. I therefore ask you in all humility to join with me while I offer up a 
 short prayer for those who know not where the bodies of their loved ones lie, 
 and who never will know it until the morning of the resurrection. Let us 
 pray : 
 
 Almighty and everlasting God, and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who art 
 the resurrection and the life, in whom whosoever believeth shall live though he 
 die, we, Thine humble servants, depending upon Thy grace, looking for Thy 
 continuing mercy, stand before Thee in the attitude of prayer, to make known 
 the wants, as far as we are able, and the deep necessities of those whose dead 
 lie buried here. Oh, Heavenly Father, pour the oil and the wine of joy and 
 gladness and consolation into the hearts of the widow and orphan ; let them 
 have a consciousness through Thy good Spirit, that, though they shall no more 
 
 * This Tomb bears the following inscription: "Beneath this Stone repose the bones of two 
 thousand one hundred and eleven unknown soldiers, gathered after the war from the fields of 
 Bull Bun and the Route to the Rappahannock. Their remains could not be identified, but their 
 names and death are recorded in the archives of their country, and its grateful citizens honor Ihem 
 as of their noble army of martyrs. May they rest in peace.'' 
 
 September, A. D. 1866. 
 
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 see those to whom they were attached when living, yet, that they rest from 
 their labor, and are in the enjoyment of Thy blessed presence, in the eternal 
 kingdom of Thy glory. 
 
 And oh, Heavenly Father, we beseech Thee, spread before the widow and 
 orphan, in Thy blessed Word, the bread of everlasting life, which can feed them 
 to life eternal. Console then: with the hopes of that Gospel which has brought 
 life and immortality to light. Give them a hope through the resurrection of 
 Jesus Christ their Lord, that in looking to Thee in, all things, they may have a 
 full assurance of a reunion in Thy kingdom, and that with that full assurance, 
 they may rest in that hope of glory which Thou hast promised to them in Thy 
 gracious word. 
 
 We know that at the voice of the archangel and trump of God, the sea and 
 earth shall give up their dead, and these shall stand before Thee at the great 
 white Throne, in judgment for the deeds doneiu the body. Oh, may those who 
 have departed this life, have then an Advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ, 
 the righteous. When in judgment in body and in soul they appear before 
 Thee, may Thy sentence be to those who have died in the performance of their 
 dangerous and solemn duty, " Well done, thou good and faithful servant, 
 enter thou into the joy of thy Lord." Hear us, our Father, hear us while we 
 offer up this, our prayer and supplication, through the merits and mediation of 
 t, our only Saviour and Redeemer. 
 
 Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name: Thy kingdom come: 
 Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven : Give us this day our daily bread ; 
 and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. And 
 lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil ; for Thine is the kingdom, 
 and the power, and the glory, forever and ever. Amen. 
 
 Chorus — " Gebet," (German prayer,) Arion Club* 
 
 Dead 2Iarch. Fifth Cavalry Band. 
 
 While the march was being played the Orphan Children 
 and the Committee on Decorations appropriately decorated 
 the Tomb with flags and flowers. 
 
 The procession then formed as before and marched to the 
 flag-stand at the principal cemetery. 
 
 Rev. Mr. Trimble offered the following prayer: 
 
 Almighty and ever-living God, who by Thy holy Apostle hast taught us to 
 make prayers, and supplications, and to give thanks for all men ; we humbly 
 beseech Thee most mercifully to receive these our prayers, which we offer unto 
 Thy Divine Majesty ; beseeching Thee to inspire continually the Universal 
 Church with the spirit of truth, unity, and concord. And grant that all those 
 who do confess Thy holy name may agree in the truth of Thy holy Word, and 
 live in unity, and godly love. We beseech Thee also, so to direct and dispose 
 
 * This club is composed of Germans, most of them formerly soldiers. Their voluntary assistance 
 is gratefully acknowledged. 
 
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 the hearts of all Christian rulers, that they may truly and impartially adminis- 
 ter justice, to the punishment of wickedness and vice, and to the maintenance 
 of Thy true religion, and virtue. Give grace, oh, Heavenly Father, to all min- 
 isters, that they may, both by their life, and doctrine, set forth Thy true and 
 lively Word, and rightly and duly administer Thy holy Sacraments. And to 
 all Thy people give Thy heavenly grace ; and especially to all those, Thy ser- 
 vants, who are sorrowing under the bereavements of war. In Thy wisdom 
 Thou hast seen fit to visit them with trouble, and to bring distress upon them. 
 Remember them, Lord, in mercy ; sanctify Thy fatherly correction to them ; 
 endue their souls with patience under their afflictions, and with resignation to 
 Thy blessed will ; comfort them with a sense ,of Thy goodness ; lift up Thy 
 countenance upon them, and give them peace. And we most humbly beseech 
 Thee, of Thy goodness, Lord, to comfort and succor all those who, in this 
 transitory life, are in trouble, sorrow, need, sickness, or any other adversity. 
 
 And also, we bless Thy holy name, for the great deliverance that Thou didst 
 work out for us by the courage and self-devotion of our armies and navy, and 
 by the deaths of those that spared not themselves from the grave', that we, the 
 living, might still be numbered among the nations. Remember them, Lord, 
 in Thine infinite mercy — grant them rest and peace in Thy eternal kingdom, 
 and enable us, the surviving, so to use the blessings which have been secured to 
 us by their blood, that we may be a people whose God is the Lord Jehovah, 
 and evermore serve Thee in holiness and righteousness through Jesus Christ our 
 Lord. Amen. 
 
 Hymn — " In Memoriam." Eight voices. 
 
 Hon. Halbert E. Paine was then introduced, who read 
 the following dedicatory address of Mr. Lincoln, at Gettys- 
 burg: 
 
 Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers brought forth upon this continent 
 a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all 
 men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing 
 whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long 
 endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. AVe are met to dedi- 
 cate a portion of it as the final resting-place of those who here gave their lives 
 that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should 
 do this. 
 
 But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot 
 hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have 
 consecrated it far above our power to add or detract. The world will little 
 note, nor long remember, what we say here, but it can never forget what they 
 did here. It is for us, the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished 
 work that they have thus far so nobly carried on. It is rather for us to be here 
 dedicated to the great task remaining before us — that from these honored dead 
 we take increased devotion to the cause for which they here gave the last full 
 measure of devotion — that we here highly resolve that the dead shall not have 
 
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 died in vain — that the nation shall, under God, have a new birth of freedom, 
 and that the Government of the people, by the people, and for the people, shall 
 not perish from the earth. 
 
 The Committee on Decorations, with the children of the 
 Soldiers' and Sailors' Orphan Asylum then deployed and 
 took position at the different stands of flowers and flags, 
 and proceeded at once to the decoration of the graves 
 throughout the cemetery, strewing flowers and raising min- 
 iature flags over the graves. 
 
 The friends in attendance were at liberty to stroll through 
 the grounds during these last services. 
 
 The bands relieved each other in playing appropriate 
 music. 
 
 A National Salute was fired from the front of Arlington 
 Mansion during these ceremonies. 
 
 CLOSING EXERCISES. 
 
 The band played the Star-Spangled Banner as a signal 
 that the decoration ceremony was ended and as an invita- 
 tion to the friends in attendance to return to the stand. 
 
 Prayer and Benediction was offered by "Rev. C. B. Boyn- 
 ton, D. D.: 
 
 Almighty and Eternal One, God of our fathers, and ours also, as we humbly 
 trust; through Jesus Christ, our High Priest, we approach Thy throne and 
 thank Thee for this solemn yet joyful hour. We rejoice that Thou hasl per- 
 mitted us, in the smile of this spring morning, to gather here over the ashes of 
 our d lese beautiful and impressive ceremonies hallow z • 
 
 their already consecrated gra 
 
 We know that no tribute of curs can reach these sleepers now. We can 
 
 no lustre to the crowns they wear, but we pray and trust that tin 
 
 these offerings our own souls may be refined and ennobled. We come to mourn 
 
 over a great national calamity, which partially and temporarily rent our 
 
 blic asunder, drenched the land with blood, dug it over for graves, and 
 
 brought the death and shadow upon thousands of homes, and millions of 
 
 We confess that all we have suffered was but a just judgment for our na- 
 tional sins and individual transgressions, and yet in Thy great mercy Thou 
 didst change our punishment into blessing, by ridding us of the terrible curse 
 of slavery, so that in the agony of war a nobler nation was born, consecrated 
 to universal Christian freedom. 
 
 We thank Thee that, as all races were permitted to unite on the battle-field 
 for the defense of their common country, so their bodies moulder without sep- 
 
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 aration here, the mingled blood and mingling ashes vindicating the common 
 humanity, and the flowers we throw over them, and the tears we shed, and our 
 praises and prayers, are intended alike for them all. 
 
 We thank Thee that while we stand amid these thousands dead, we can wor- 
 ship Thee as the God not of the dead, but of the living, and above our funeral 
 'Urge we hear the magnificent announcement, "I am the resurrection and the 
 life." 
 
 While we place on these graves our flowers, wet with the heart's dew of 
 tears, we remember those who were made mourners by our battles. We offer, 
 in the name of Jesus, our prayers for the fathers and mothers whose sons are 
 in the red grave of the soldier, for those widowed ones whose aching hearts 
 have heard so often the question, " Why does not father come?" and God of 
 the fatherless, we pray for those orphans whose fathers went and returned no 
 more. To all these grant the abounding consolations of Thy spirit and the 
 cherishings of Thy love, that they may enjoy all needed comforts for this 
 present life, and after that the life eternal. 
 
 We beseech Thee, God, to remember in great mercy that multitude of 
 manned and crippled soldiers who, having sacrificed to their country a portion 
 of the body, are yet sound in heart and whole in spirit, the mangled but hon- 
 ored and honorable relics of the fight. 
 
 Remember, we pray Thee, and bless with needed grace all those who came 
 back unscathed from the battle, and who are peacefully performing among us 
 the duties of the loyal citizen. Bless the General of our armies, in a double 
 sense a chieftain now, and with him all the officers of the Army and Navy. 
 We rejoice in all the honor they have received, add Thou, Christ, thine own 
 nobler record. 
 
 And now, Holy Spirit, breathe from our soldiers' graves, that over the land 
 have received to-day the baptism of tears and flowers, an inspiration that shall 
 kindle a fresh enthusiasm of loyalty to our nation, to truth, to freedom, and to 
 Christ, so that our land shall present unto all men a true example of Christian 
 civilization. 
 
 Hasten the time when the triumphs of peace shall be more honorable than 
 those of war, and the sound of battle shall die away forever over all the earth. 
 " Thy Kingdom come: Thy will be done in earth as it is in heaven : for Thine 
 is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory forever. Amen. 
 
 Note. — In addition to the ceremonies at Arlington, the 
 Committees decorated the graves at Alexandria and Soldiers' 
 Home and Fort Stevens, and also the graves of Generals 
 Keno, Griffin, and Flummer, and Lieutenant Meigs- and 
 other soldiers' graves at the Georgetown Cemetery. 
 
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OFFICIAL CORRESPONDENCE. 
 
 Q. M. General's Office, Washington, D. C, May 22, 1S6S. 
 Dear Sir: Your favor of 21st inst., covering copies of General Orders, No. 11, 
 G. A. R., having reference to the decoration of the graves of Union Soldiers on 
 the 30th inst., is at hand, and I beg you to eccept my thanks for the same. 
 
 This department is quite anxious that all the graves of deceased Union Soldiers 
 throughout the country shall receive the same care and attention which has been 
 >wed upon those in the neighborhood of this city ; and if, on your approach- 
 ing celebration, any places should be noticed, containing such graves in a neg- 
 lected condition, it would be considered a favor at this office, if information of 
 the same should be at once forwarded to the Quartermaster General, in order that 
 all the graves in the United States may receive such improvements as Congress 
 inthorized. 
 There are no appropriations for the purchase of statues, monuments, or exotic 
 shrubs; but good grass, well-gravelled walks, native trees, neat head-boards, 
 and a substantial enclosure, have been provided for, and will be established 
 wherever Government is made aware of the existence of the graves. 
 
 You will confer a favor by communicating this information to the Headquar- 
 ters of the G. A. R., if convenient to you. 
 
 Your obedient servant, 
 
 C. W. FOLSOM, 
 . Col, A. Q.M. U. 8. V., 
 in charge of the Division of Cemeteries, Q. M. G. 0- 
 James T. Smith, 
 
 Comd'g Dept. G. A. R., 446 14th street, "Washington, D. C. 
 
 Q. M. General's Office, Washington, D. O, Hay _ , 1868. 
 Sir : You are respectfully informed that your application to the Secretary of 
 War with reference to the proposed ceremonies of the G. A. R., at the National 
 Cemeteries on the 30th inst., has been referred to this office by the Hon. Secre- 
 tary of War, and Bvt. Brig. General J. C. McFerran, Chief Q. M. Department 
 of Washington, has this day been directed to have the cemeteries under his 
 charge open on that day, and to give all facilities at his disposal to the G. A. R., 
 for their patriotic -purpose. 
 
 Very respectfully, your obedient servant, 
 
 D. W. RTJCKER. 
 Act'g Q. M. General, Bvt. Maj. General U. S. A. 
 James T. Smith, 
 
 Comd'g Dept. of the Potomac, G. A. B.., 
 
 No. 446 14th street, Washington, D. C. 
 
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 Office of Public Buildings, Grounds, and Works, 
 
 , „ T „ Washington, May 29, 1868.' 
 
 General N. P. Chipman, 
 
 Gh'n Com. of Arrangements, Memorial Celebration: 
 General : In compliance with a resolution of the House of Representatives, 
 of the 27th instant, instructing me to prepare and transmit, so far as practica- 
 ble, to each of the National Union Sojdiers' Cemeteries, selections of flowers 
 from all the public gardens for the purpose of decorating the graves of the 
 brave and honored dead, I have the honor to inform you that all that can be 
 gathered from those sources will he placed at the disposal of the Committee of 
 Arrangements for the very laudable object for which they are intended. In 
 addition to those supplied for the National Cemeteries in the neighborhood of 
 this city, a small box has been sent to each of those at Gettysburg, Fredericks- 
 burg, Petersburg, Winchester, and Baltimore. The several gentlemen in charge 
 of the different Public Grounds, other than those under my own immediate 
 charge, have kindly aided me by their contributions in assisting so far as in 
 their power towards the very interesting memorial ceremonies which you cele- 
 brate to-morrow. Regretting exceedingly that we have not more flowers to 
 offer on this interesting occasion, with which to strew the graves of the brave 
 soldiers in the beautiful cemeteries near us, and trusting that the day may 
 prove beautiful and bright, 
 
 I am, General, very respectfully, your obedient servant, 
 
 N. MICHLER, 
 Brevet Brigadier General, U. 8. A. 
 
 Executive Mansion, 
 Washington, D. C, May 28, 1868. 
 The Chairman of the Committee of Arrangements having requested that an 
 opportunity may be given to those employed in the several Executive Depart- 
 ments of the Government to unite with their fellow-citizens in paying a fitting 
 tribute to the memory of the brave men whose remains repose in the National 
 /Cemeteries, the President directs that, as far as may be consistent with law and 
 the public interests, persons who desire to participate in the ceremonies be per- 
 mitted to absent themselves from their duties on Saturday, the 30th instant.] 
 By order of the President: 
 
 WM. G. MOORE, Secretary. 
 
COMMITTEES. 
 
 COMMITTEE OF AEEAXGEMEXTS. 
 
 X. P. Chipman, A A. Hosmeb, Richaed Middleton, Timothy Lubey, 
 T. I;. Hawkins, James T. Smith, Geor 
 
 ;:y Moore, A. Geant, A. Fleetwood. 
 
 COMMITTEE ON EECEPTIOXa 
 
 W. H. Bbown, Il.d. cnton Lewis, Wilson Millae, A. N Seip, 
 
 L. B. Cutler, C C. Boyce, D. S. Cubtis, Jay E. Lee, 
 
 A. D. Beock, C. II. Manning. 
 
 COMMITTEE OX DECOEATIONS.* 
 
 The Officers and Managers of the Soldiers' and Sailors' Orphan Asylum, 
 
 
 Mes. Lyman Tbumbull, President. Mes. Col. E. Wrighi Prest. 
 
 Mes. ('act. C. V. Mob Mes. De. Lindsly, 2d Vice J 
 
 Mes. McNaib, Treasurer. 
 
 Mes. Gen. 0. 0. Howabd, 
 Mas. Commodobe Powell, 
 
 Mrs. S. Be 
 
 MANAGERS. 
 
 Mes. N. B. Judd. 
 
 ie. A. Hall, 
 Miss Mary Foot. 
 
 Mrs. E. Gilbert, ' 
 
 McLellan, 
 Mb 
 
 Miss E. Camp, Governess. 
 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 
 Miss 
 
 Mrs. 
 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 Miss 
 Mrs. 
 Mrs. 
 
 Miss 
 
 Miss 
 Miss 
 
 Gen'l Grant, 
 Gen'l J. A. Logan, 
 Gen'l J. A. Garfield, 
 
 Gen'l J. C. C<>1. urn, 
 he Butler, 
 r Ponieroy, 
 Senator Morgan, 
 V. Julian, 
 Sp mlding, 
 A.T. Kimball, 
 Dr. T. T. Hood, 
 G. Wiley Wells, 
 
 Aoore, 
 Judith Plummer, 
 B. A. Swan n, 
 D. I '. Forney, 
 Charlotte Taylor, 
 Senator Wade, 
 Senator Harlan, 
 Lizzie Pratt, 
 M. A. S. Connell, 
 Mary McLellan, 
 
 to these ark added 
 
 The Misses Doolittle, 
 
 hipman, 
 
 Mrs. Gen'l Hancock, 
 Mrs. Gen'l A. F. Stevens, 
 Mrs. J. Benton, 
 Miss Morrill, 
 Mrs. Admiral Radford, 
 Mi i. Gen'l Dent, 
 Mrs. Or. Sunderl 
 Mrs. Z. C. Bobbins, 
 Mrs. A. A. Hosmer, 
 Mrs. T. E. Stewart, 
 Mrs. U. H. Painter, 
 Mrs. Frank Moore, 
 Miss Boutwell, 
 Mrs. Charles Sherril, 
 Mrs Gen'l Michler, 
 Airs. Gen'l T. Ewiug, 
 Miss Mary Harlan, 
 The Misses Marvin, 
 Mrs. Senator Grimes, 
 Mrs. Senator Corbett, 
 
 Miss Frelinghuysen, 
 Mrs. Col. 
 
 Mrs. Col. Robinson, 
 Mrs. Gen'l Zeilin, 
 
 . Bridge, 
 Mrs. J. V. L. Pruyn, 
 Mrs. F. A. Dick, " 
 Mrs. May or W'allach, 
 Mrs. Admiral Lee, 
 Miss CI 
 
 Miss Matthews, 
 Mrs. Mary E. Hill, 
 Mrs. Crounse, 
 Miss Kinzie, 
 Mrs. Bigelow, 
 Timothy Lubey, 
 C. W. Taylor, 
 S. R. Harrington, 
 Newton Ferree, 
 T. F. Gatchel, 
 T. A. Stone, 
 J. 0. P. Burnside. 
 
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 COMMITTEE ON GHOTJNDS.* 
 
 Comrades 
 
 H. A. Myers, 
 
 Lemon, 
 
 J. H. Stine, 
 G. Wiley Wells, 
 J. W. Lithgow, 
 R. F. Ray, 
 Chas. Wyman, 
 
 Sullivan, 
 
 Zabina Ellis, 
 
 Comrades 
 
 C. S. Hatch, 
 
 Kartell, 
 
 Chas. R. Douglass, 
 M. D. Overacker, 
 Jas. Green, 
 Geo. Dixon, 
 
 Bassore, 
 
 A. H. F. Hain, 
 J. Smith, 
 
 Comrades 
 
 Brown, 
 
 ■ ■ Cooper, 
 
 B. A. Swan n, 
 
 Junifer, 
 
 John Reeves, 
 
 Hudson, 
 
 L. Vanderpool, 
 J. Tines. 
 
 COMMITTEE TO EAISE FUNDS.* 
 
 J. B. Lothrop, 
 J. W. Lithgow, 
 J. H. Stein, 
 A. B. Caton, 
 Newton Ferrer, 
 G. W. Smoot, 
 
 C. V. Bettevs, 
 G. Willey Wells, 
 Allen Wright, 
 C. C. Barker, 
 Henry Moore, 
 G. W. Randall, 
 Richard F. Lav, 
 
 W. T. Collins, 
 Z. Ellis, 
 Frank Wyman, 
 N. B. Fithien, 
 Win. DeHolt, 
 Charles T. Wyman. 
 
 * There were many ladies whose names are not here given who rendered valuable assistance, 
 fur which the Committee feel grateful. 
 
 There may he si.nie names omitted hy mistake from the several Committees. Some Committees 
 are not given, as the names are mislaid, hut it is proper to say that comrades and friends ren- 
 dered all needed assistance, whether on Committees or not, and the success of the occasion is 
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