«». '"..•• .v'^ ^' %' -^ "^ ^"^ ^5> *»-"' .V ■q*. *Tr.-' aO' /.^>>o ./\>;^/V >°'.':^v>- ..^' .^ oV^^^U^'- '>^^y>^ ^^Jm^n.\ ^^Mr^ ^',^m^'- "^o^ o S > C/) '^ > o There was present a large concourse of citizens from near and far, who had come in carriages and on foot. On the left of the Department Commander and his staff, in a carriage, were seated the widow of Col- onel Slocum and certain relatives. A viev/ of that assemblage was a touching historical picture. Vol- umes might be read in all the faces. 40 A MEMOBIAIi OF At a signal from Past Department Commander Henry R. Barker, Chairman of the Monument Com- mittee of Slocum Post, the American Band played a dirge, the American Hymn, while all the comrades bared their heads, and the monument was unveiled of its superb American flag by Past Post Command- ers H. R. Barker, C. H. Williams, and H. C. Luther, and Post Commander C. Henry Alexander. {h) The Dedication. At the close of the dirge, Comrade Barker stepped forward and said : " Commander of the Department of Rhode Island, Grand Army of the Republic : I have been authorized to invite you at this time to accept from Slocum Post, No. lo. Department of Rhode Island, Grand Army of the Republic, this monument, and to request that it may be dedicated by you to the noble purpose for which it has been erected." The ceremony of dedication then proceeded under the direction of Department Commander Theodore A. Barton, assisted by Senior Vice-Department Com- mander, Benjamin L. Hall ; Junior Vice-Department Commander Gideon Spencer ; Assistant Adjutant- General Peleg Macomber ; Department Chaplain COLONEIi JOHN S. SLOCUM. 41 Rev. Frederic Denison ; Medical Director William H. Traver ; Inspector James A. Abbott, as officer of the day ; Chief Mustering Officer Benjamin F. Da- vis, as officer of the guard ; Assistant Mustering Offi- cer Charles H. Baker, representing a sailor, in full naval uniform ; Member of the Council of Ad- ministration George W. Barry, representing a soldier in full uniform, and by other department officers. (i) The Ritual. Commander. — In the name of my comrades of the Grand Army of the Republic, representing as they do all soldiers and sailors who defended the integrity and authority of the nation, I thank you and those whom you represent for this monument. Its very si- lence is impressive. Without articulate speech, it is eloquent. It needs no words. It is itself an oration. It assures us that our dead are held in remembrance — those dead who gave their lives for the security of the citizen and the union of the states. It is significant of brave and loyal obedience to the command of the nation always and everywhere, since the obligations of citizenship are not restricted to time, or place, or the conffict of arms. It gives encouragement for the future, since the recognition and approval it gives of 42 A MEMOBIAL OF patriotic fidelity and heroism will be an incentive for the display of public valor and virtue in all coming time. There can be no doubt that the honor you pay to the patriot dead, and to their memorable deeds, will serve not only to make American citizenship in these days more reputable, but also to maintain and perpet- uate, through all generations, the union and authority of the United States of America. Adjutant ; you will detail a Guard of Honor. Adjutant. — Reads a list of the Guard — Samuel W. Bartlett, Robert L. SaHsbury, Nicholas W. Pot- ter, Harry W. Sisson, Elisha H. Disley, comrades of Slocum Post ; each man as his name was called answering " Here !" and then said : Commander ; the guard is present. Commander. — Officer of the Day ; you will direct the Officer of the Guard to station this detail near the monument. Four guards, in complete uniform and arms, were stationed at the corners of the monument facing out and the color guard, (E. H. Disley,) with flag furled, was stationed at the back of the monument facing it. Commander. — Holy Scripture saith : The Lord gave the word : great was the army of those that pub- lished it. Psalm Ixviii., II. COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 43 Declare ye among the nations, and publish, and set up a standard. Jer. 1., 2. In the name of our God we will set up our banners. Psalm XX., 5. Officer of the Day ; you will order the guard of honor to display our flag. Officer of the Day. — Officer of the Guard ; let the flag be displayed. It was unfurled, and waved above the monument. Music. — The American Band played the Star Spangled Banner. Commander. — The forces of the nation are di- vided into two great arms, that of the navy and that of the army. Senior Vice-Commander ; what words of Holy Scripture may apply to the navy? Senior Vice-Commander. — They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters ; these see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep. For He commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, w^hich lifteth up the waves thereof. Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and He bring- eth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet ; so He bringeth them unto their desired haven. O that men would 44 A MEMOBIAIi OF praise the Lord for his goodness, and for his wonder- ful works to the children of men. Psalm cvii., 23, 52, 28-32. Commander. — Officer of the Day ; let the Guard of Honor set up the symbol of the Navy, and let a sailor be detailed to guard it. An anchor (four feet in height and made of ivy leaves) was set up against the monument, crossed with a cutlass. A comrade in full naval uniform stood guard with a drawn cutlass. Commander. — Junior Vice-Commander ; what Scriptures may apply to the army? Junior Vice-Commander. — To your tents, O, Israel. So all Israel went to their tents, 2 Chron. x., 16. The children of Israel shall pitch their tents, every man by his own camp, and every man by his own standard, throughout their hosts, Num. i., 52. Thou hast given a banner to them that fear Thee, that it may be displayed because of the truth. Psalm Ix., 4. The Lord shall utter His voice before His army : for His camp is very great : for He is strong and executeth His word : for the day of the Lord is great and very terrible ; and who can abide it? Joel ii., II. Some trust in chariots, and some in horses : COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 45 but we will remember the name of the Lord our God. Psalm XX., 7. Commander. — Officer of the Day ; let the Guard of Honor set up the symbol of the Army, and let a soldier be detailed to guard it. A musket with fixed bayonet, a canteen and haver- sack hanging from it, a knapsack leaning against the stock, were set up against the monument opposite to the anchor ; and a comrade in full soldier uniform , armed with a musket with fixed bayonet, stood guard. Commander. — Officer of the Day; if the work of the Navy and Army be well done, what proclamation from Holy Scripture can you make? Officer of the Day. — A proclamation of peace. Lord, Thou wilt ordain peace for us ; for Thou also hath wrought all our works in us. Is. xxvi., 12. How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings ; that publisheth peace ; that bringeth good tidings of good ; that publisheth salva- tion ; that saith unto Zion, thy God reigneth ! The Lord hath made bare His holy arm in the eyes of all the nations ; and all the ends of the earth shall see the salvation of our God. Is. Hi., 7-10. Commander. — The Chaplain will now offer the prayer of dedication. Parade rest. 46 A MEMORIAL OF Chaplain. — x\lmighty and Ever Blessed God, we thank thee for thy sovereign care and protection. Thou didst lead us in the days that were shadowed with trouble. Thou gavest us strength when the bur- den was heavy upon us. Thou gavest us courage and guidance in the conflict, and hast brought us to these days of peace. We thank thee that the wrath of war has been stilled ; that brother no longer strives against brother ; that once again we have one country and one flag. May thy blessing be upon us as a people ; that we may be thy people, true and righteous in all our ways, tender and patient in our charity, though resolute for the right. Help us to be careful for the downtrodden, eager to promote the interests of every citizen through- out the land, so that our country may indeed be one country, from the rivers to the seas, from the mount- ains to the plains. We pray thee to make our mem- ories steadfast that we may never forget the great sacrifices made for our country. May our dead be enshrined in our hearts. May their graves be the altars of our grateful and reverential patriotism. And now, O Thou Almighty Father, bless this monument by making it a blessing. Bless it in honor of the gallant and faithful officer whose remains lie COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 47 beneath it. Bless it in honor of mothers, who bade their sons do brave deeds ; in honor of wives who wept for husbands that came not back from the field ; in honor of children whose heritage is their fallen fathers' heroic names ; in honor of men and women who ministered to the wounded and dying ; in honor, especially, O God, of those men who counted not their lives dear when their country called for them — of those, alike, who sleep beside the dust of their kin- dred, or under the sea, or in nameless graves, where only thy angels stand sentinel till the reveille of the resurrection morning. Protect this monument, and cause it to endure. Unto the latest generation may its influence be for the education of the citizens, for the honor of civil life, for the advancement of the State, for the strengthening of the nation, for the wel- fare of humanity, and for the furtherance of thy holy kingdom. Hear us, O, our God, we ask in the name of Him who made proof of the dignity, and consecrated the power of sacrifice in His blessed life and death — even in the name of Jesus Christ, the Great Captain of our Salvation. Amen. Comrades. — Amen. Commander. — Attention, Comrades of the Depart- 48 A MEMORIAL OF ment of Rhode Island, Grand Army of the Rebublic : In the name of the Grand Army of the Republic I now dedicate this monument. I dedicate it to the memory of Colonel John S. Slocum, who, in the army, fought for our hillsides, and valleys and plains, and fell in defense of the flag. I dedicate it in memory of those who, on land and on sea, fought for the authority of the Constitution and fell in defense of the flag ; who on land and on sea, fought for the country and fell in defense of the flag. Comrades, salute the dead ! As the dedicatory formula was uttered, at the men- tion of the Army the soldier on guard saluted; at the allusion to the Navy the sailor on guard saluted ; and at the first mention of the Flag the guard of honor holding it saluted and stood at salute. In saluting the dead, each armed comrade presented arms, the un- armed placed the left hand, open fingers outstretched, over the left breast, and with the right hand raised the cap four inches above the head. The American Band played "Pleyel's Hymn." All eyes were dimmed with tears. Commander. — Attention, Comrades of the Depart- ment of Rhode Island, Grand Army of the Republic : As we close these services, the Guard of Honor is COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 49 withdrawn ; the symbols of the Army and Navy are removed ; the Flag is lowered : but the memorial we have dedicated remains guarded by our dead. So long as it shall endure it shall speak to us and to all of the loyalty and heroism of John S. S locum in the Army, and of that significant national authority of which our Flag is the symbol to every true American heart. Officer of the Day ; remove the symbols. They were removed. Officer of the Day ; lower the Flag. It was furled. Officer of the Day ; dismiss the guard. It was dismissed. Chaplain ; pronounce the benediction. Parade rest. Chaplain. — The grace of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, the love of God, and the communion of the Holy Spirit be with us all. Amen. Comrades. — Amen ! Attention ! The Slocum Light Guard then advanced, and hred three volleys over the grave, after which taps were suitably and impressively sounded b}'^ bugle call and drum beat by Messrs. Church and Hazard, of the American Band. 4 50 A MEMORIAL OF At the close of taps, Brig. -Gen. Ellsha H.Rhodes, commanding brigade of Rhode Island Militia, and formerly Colonel of the Second Rhode Island Volun- teers, stepped forward to the monument, holding in his hand a large and elegant laurel wreath, and after asking permission, made the following brief address : Department Commander Barton: I am directed by the Second Rhode Island Volunteers and Battery A, Veteran x\ssociation, as a token of the affection and esteem we cherish for the memory of our first com- mander. Col. John S. Slocum, to reverently place this laurel wreath upon his monument. Not a few eyes were anew suffused with tears as this act was gracefully and tenderly performed. All these ceremonies having closed, His Excellency George Peabody Wetmore, Governor of Rhode Island, and staff. Mayor Robbins, and city officials. Gen. Ho- ratio Rogers, and others, approached the monument, and laid upon it beautiful floral tributes — roses and buds of the rarest kind, and choice bouquets. Many comrades added their offerings until the monument from base to top seemed abloom with the precious evi- dences of personal and patriotic devotion. It was par- ticularly noticed that Mr. J. M. Sawin, the Principal of the Point Street Grammar School, and his pupils, COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 51 who, every year, on Memorial Day, assisted Slocum Post in doing honor to Colonel Slocum's and other graves, were present, and added in a most tender manner their offerings to the monument. It was the testimony of all who participated in the dedicatory exercises, or who witnessed them, that they were of an exceedingly appropriate, solemn, and ele- vating character, and most impressively rendered. No ceremonies of this particular character, in accord- ance with the ritual of the Grand Army of the Re- public had ever before been observed in Providence. They reflected large credit on Slocum Post for its efficient arrangements, on the department officers, who, having memorized the ritual of dedication, rendered it in an accurate and feeling manner, and on the well selected and able committees. By not a few it was regretted that arrangements had not been made with a photographer, skilled in taking instantaneous views, to take the scene when the dedicating throng was saluting the dead. Cer- tainly that company and that service will live forever in the memories of those who were present. It was a strong testimony to the memory of him who had been dead twenty-five years and to the fitness of the cere- mony, that there were no dry eyes in that large as- 52 A MEMORIAIi OF sembly. And the chaplain found it difficult to com- mand his rising emotions sufficiently to allow him to proceed uninterruptedly with his prayer. The procession reformed and returned to the city. The governor and his staff, under the escort of the Reception Committee, Past Department Commander Charles H. Williams, Chairman, and guests from abroad, with the orator and poet for the evening, w^ere entertained at the Narragansett Hotel. The Depart- ment Commander and his staff and military guests dined at the Caf(6 St. George. The members of Slocum Post, of Slocum Light Guard, and comrades of other Posts, were abundantly provided for in Slocum Post Hall. ( /) Services in Infantry Hall. Memorial Services AT Infantry Hall, Commencing at Eight in the Evening. Order of Services. Overture, — "American Hymn," American Band. Invocation, — . . . Comrade E. Benj, Andrews. Professor in Brown University. " Pilgrim's Song OF Hope," — American Band. Oration, — . . . Comrade Alonzo Williams, Professor in Brown University. " Day in Camp," — American Band. COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 53 Memorial Ode, — . . Comrade Frederic Denison, Chaplain of the Department of Rhode Island G. A. R. "America," — American Band and Audience. Benediction, — . . Rev. Ezekiel G. Robinson, d. d., ll. d.. President of Brown University. The hall was filled b}^ a large audience, two-thirds of whom were members of the Grand Army of the Republic. The decorations of the hall were few, but they were in excellent taste. They were arranged by Comrade J. Harry Welch and Mr. Charles Wright, the latter providing flowers and plants at his own ex- pense. In the centre of the stage and against the wall was a high frame, over which was draped a number of bright new American flags. At the top, and framed in the United States colors, was a large oil painting of the late Col. John S. S locum. Across the top of the frame and down its sides hung sprays of the graceful and bright green smilax, while on either side were pots of shrubs and exotics. The reading-desk was beautifully decorated with cut flowers, consisting of a large plaque, in the centre of which was the name " Slocum" in immortelles. Below it was a wreath of white flowers with a band of purple on its lower section, across which was the word " Rest.'' On either side were pots of palms, 54 A MEMORIAL OF and at the extremes of the stage were two tall palms flanked with shrubs and plants with variegated leaves. Past Department Commander Henry R. Barker, Chairman of the Slocum Monument Committee, pre- sided, and on the stage beside him were, in addition to those whose names are mentioned in the Order of Services, Comrade Theodore A. Barton, Commander of the Department of Rhode Island, G. A. R., and his staff; His Excellency, George Peabody Wetmore, Governor of Rhode Island, and his staff; His Honor, Gilbert F. Robbins, Mayor of Providence ; Brig.- Gen. Elisha H. Rhodes, commanding Brigade of Rhode Island Militia, and his staff; the Hon. Lucius B. Darling, Lieutenant-Governor of Rhode Island ; Brig. -Gen. Horatio Rogers, late Colonel of the Second Regiment of Rhode Island Volunteers ; Brig.-Genls. Charles R. Brayton and William Ames, late Colonels of the Third Rhode Island Heavy Artil- lery ; Brig.-Genls. Nelson Viall, Nathan Goff, and Thomas J. Morgan; ex-Gov. A. H. Littlefield ; the Hon. Olney Arnold ; Past Department Commanders Charles H. Williams, Charles C. Gray, Philip S. Chase, and Eugene A. Cory; Post Commander C. Henry Alexander, and a large number of other dis- tinguished guests, including Mr. Samuel Slocum, a brother of Colonel Slocum. COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 55 In an adjoining reception room sat Mrs. Col. John S. Slocum and her mother, Mrs. Gen. Charles T. James, her sister, Mrs. Amos M. Bowen, Mrs. Major Sullivan Ballon, and other relatives and friends. On the floor of the hall were seated Slocum Post, No. lo, C. Henry Alexander, Commander; Prescott Post, No. I, James H. Fairbrother, Commander; Ar- nold Post, No. 4, John T. Drinan, Commander ; Rod- man Post, No. 12, D. F. Longstreet, Commander ; Ives Post, No. 13, John H. Frances, Commander, and delegations from Tower Post, No. 17, of Pawtucket, Ballou Post, No. 3, of Central Falls, and A. H. Streeter Post, No. 145, of Attleboro ; the Veteran Association of the First Rhode Island Detached Militia ;the Second Rhode Island Regiment Veteran Association ; the Slocum Light Guard ; the United Train of Artillery ; the First Light Infantry Regiment ; the Fourth Bat- talion of Infantry, Rhode Island Militia; Batter}^ A, Light Artillery, Rhode Island Militia; Co. B, First Battalion of Cavalry, Rhode Island Militia ; the field and staft' officers of the Fifth Battalion of Infantry, Rhode Island Militia, and representatives from other veteran and militia bodies. The galleries, with the exception of a portion of the rear one, occupied by the American Band, were filled 56 A MEMOBIAL OF with ladies and the families of the comrades and gentlemen present. The large, brilliantly lighted, and tastefully deco- rated hall, the many distinguished guests, the large attendance of veteran volunteers and youthful militia, the presence of so many ladies and others interested, made a scene at once grand and impressive. EXERCISES. Overture — "• American Hymn" . . . American Band. D. W. Reeves, . . Leader. INVOCATION. Comrade E. Benj. Andrews. Almighty and Eternal God, Thou art the God of battles ; Thou art the God of peace ; and as we have found Thee a very present help in every time of need upon the tented field and in the hour of dreadful con- flict, even so we are bold to make our prayer unto Thee now, amid these scenes of quiet. Oh, bless us, assembled here to-night ! We give Thee earnest COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 57 thanks for the high privilege of citizenship in this goodly land, with its religious, civil, and educational institutions, and with all its other appliances for de- veloping what is noblest and best in man. We mag- nify Thy name for the gracious favor which Thou hast had unto this Nation from its earliest days ; that, as in ancient centuries Thou didst call Israel Thy son and didst lead him out of Egypt, so Thou didst by singular providences to our fathers adopt us as, in a manner, Thy chosen people, and hast led us all the way that we have come. Praised be our God forever, that when evil counsellors conspired and the arm of rebellion was lifted high against this Republic, Thou didst raise up brave men whose hands Thou hadst taught to war and whose fingers to fight, and didst inspire them to lead forth loyal legions to battle for the life of this Nation, and to prevail. We have come together to-night to contemplate the character and deeds of one of those valiant spirits. Assist Thou those who are now about to speak to us of him. Remember, we beseech Thee, the organization in whose name we are met ; its officers, its rank and file, all its interests. Make it a means of signal good, and especially so foster Thou through it, in its members, in their children, and in others, the spirit of self- 58 A MEMORIAL OF sacrificing patriotism, that a loftier loyalty may come to prevail in the discharge of all civic tasks among us, and that, should evil days ever again lower upon our beloved country, she may not cry in vain for defenders. Lift Thou up the light of Thy countenance upon the President of the United States and his helpers in administration, and upon the several members of Congress and of the Federal judiciary. May all who in any wise bear authority over us as a Nation have heavenly wisdom and heroic purpose in the ful- fillment of their duties, that so we may be righteously governed, and the civil polity and laws under which we live may aid toward making this nation one whose God shall be the Lord. Also be Thy benediction upon the state to which we more immediately belong. Graciously regard its chief magistrate, and all those who with and under him, carr}'^ on its government, that we and our fellow-citizens may lead quiet and peaceable lives, in all godliness and honesty. Forgive our sins. Help us to fight manfully the good fight of faith. Make us dauntless against all evil in ourselves and in the world, and crown us with eternal victory at last, in the Name of the Prince of Peace. Amen. " Pilgrim's Song of Hope," . . . American Band. COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 59 ORATION. Comrade Alonzo Williams. Comrades : We assemble to do homage to virtue. It is in obedience to a beautiful sentiment of human nature that the world has ever honored its worthy and illustrious dead. In eulogy and in song, in monuments of granite and in statues of bronze, has it celebrated their virtues and recorded their deeds. And so is it well ; for next to the sense of religious duty, no stronger obligation rests upon the soul than gratitude to those who have offered themselves a sac- rifice for humanity ; and second only to an exalted communion with one's Maker is the aspiration of the soul for alliance with departed worth. Thus we strive by art and S3''mbol to link ourselves in closer union with noble natures gone. To-day, following these high behests, we have gathered on the banks of the beautiful river, and there, with loving hands and tender hearts, raised a fitting memorial above the sacred tumulus of him whose name we bear. Though a quarter of a cen- tury has passed and our keener griefs have mellowed into tender memories under the gentle assuaging of 60 A MEMORLAi OF five and twenty summers, yet, as we participated in the impressive ceremonies of commemoration, our hearts were touched again to long unwonted emotions, as the portals of memory flew open wide and we gazed with reverent and loving admiration once again upon that form and face. Withdraw we could not from such a dedication in silence, and leave the speechless granite alone to tell of his valor and worth. Examples of such self-sacrifice are far too rare, and fain would we detain the hour that we may inspire and exalt our fellow-men by the ineffable grandeur of such a death — in such a cause. You have honored me by your command to speak in your behalf at such a time, and I rise to perform the sacred duty, too painfully conscious what unequal powers I bring to the task imposed. Among the an- cient Greeks the custom was that the fathers of the most valiant of the slain should speak the eulogies of the dead. So I come, not as an orator, simply as a comrade, a brother. I stand in the place of the fathers of the valiant dead, and speak to you, my brothers, and feel assured that this sacred kinship, made close and firm by years of common dangers and common sufferings, will inspire my weak words with a power they otherwise could not possess. COIiONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 61 Col. John S. Slocum was a marked man in a marked era. The more I read the record of his life, the more I study the deeper character of the man, as he left it written upon the hearts of those who knew him best, the more do I marvel at the potency and promise that resided in him. The time, it would seem, is fully come, when the outward acts and inner virtues of his life should be gathered up and sealed in more worthy and enduring form. The history of his native state without it is incomplete, and one niche in the pantheon of her illustrious dead is va- cant while unadorned by his gracious presence. The historian will see that this duty is not left undone. Mine to-night is a far humbler task. In this regard, I propose to glance only at that one supreme moment of his life, at that consummate act which rendered him immortal. Bull Run. Between nine and ten in the morning, on Sunday, July the twenty-first, in the year eighteen hundred and sixty-one, was seen a long, straggling column slowly crossing the ford near Sudley Church in Vir- ginia. Their march since two in the morning had been long and arduous. Wear}' from loss of sleep. 62 A MEMORIAL OF faint from want of breakfast, burdened with musket and ammunition, though the blood in their veins still pulses firm and warm, yet their uninured limbs well- nigh refuse to bear further the proud hearts that swell their breasts. They linger in the refreshing stream to quench their parching thirst and bathe their heated brows. Around them is spread a scene reminding many a one of his rural New England home. Parents and children from the neighboring hamlets are dressed in Sunday garb, and before the young soldier rises the vision of his own mother, or wife and children wend- ing their way to the far-oft' church on the hillside of New England, there to pray for the loved one and for his cause ; and as he gazed upon the glad vision, something was seen to steal its winding way through the heated dust upon his cheek. What a strange con- trast the scene presents ! Never before has any there set out at such an hour, on such a mission. Alas ! that little church on the hither bank is not destined to be filled with the voice of worship this Sabbath morn, but with the moans of the wounded and the dying rather ! Alas ! the spirit of so many for whom those prayers went up at New England altars, will outstrip those prayers to the throne above ! But who is this line of men? Need I tell you COIiONEIi JOHN S. SLOCUia'. 63 64 A MEMORIAL OF that those you see before you compose the second of the five divisions into which that little army of thirty- five thousand men has been divided, and that this di- vision has been chosen to commence the attack upon the enemy, encamped on Manassas Plain? Need I tell you that the brigade which leads this division is commanded by our own beloved Burnside, and con- tains the flower of Rhode Island, with its young and gallant governor at their head? Need I tell 3'ou that the regiment which holds the van of this brigade, not only by the urgent request, but even by the demand as a right, from its intrepid colonel, is the regiment of which tlie state is so proud to-day — our gallant Sec- ond? Glance at them as they pause a moment by the re- freshing stream. You remember them well, citizens of Providence, as on that beautiful nineteenth day of June they gathered upon yonder square to receive the parting counsel and benediction of our ever-esteemed and now venerable bishop. Never can I forget the emotions which filled my breast that day. To my ^-^outhful imagination it seemed as if the gates of Olym- pus had opened and sent down the godlike forms of the ancient world for the conquest of the nation. That was in youth, when my own highest ambition was to COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 65 join their ranks. To-night, after the experience of those four eventful years and the lapse of so long an interval, I can only corroborate that 3'outhful impres- sion ; for here may I sa}', without awakening jeal- ousy in any soldier's breast, that no State in all this Union sent into that great war a body of men supe- rior to the one upon which we gaze at Sudley Ford. They come from the shops, the factories, the farms, the schools, scattered all over our little State, but they are of sturdy New England ancestry ; and in the line of that regiment before you stand eight men, eight^ men ! who shall wear the silver eagle that now sits upon the shoulder of their colonel ; four^ shall gain the next higher rank by brevet, and two^ the full grade, one* of whom is destined to fall bravely tighting at An- tietam with the star upon his shoulder, and the other'' to win and wear with honor the double star. Yea, in the very ranks before you, stands this day, with mus- ket on his shoulder, one,^ who in the last great days of that great struggle shall occupy the place adorned by 1. Wheaton, Rodman, Steere, Viall, Ames, Rhodes, GofF, and Read. 2. Steere, Viall, Ames, Goft'. 3. Wheaton and Rodman. 4. Rodman. 5. Wheaton. 6. Rhodes. 66 A KEMOBIAL OF his colonel, one whom a gracious fate still spares to hold in our militia, and in our esteem, the same high place his commander did a quarter of a century ago. These data are but a small exponent of the charac- ter of these men. What more can we say of their colonel, when we add he is worthy to command such men? Behold him as he sits there upon his dark-bay steed ! The ideal soldier from crest to stirrup, from stirrup to crest ; born to command ; trained from youth up by inclina- tion and by service to the life of a soldier ; bearing upon his shield the magic names, Contreras, Churu- busco, Chapultepec ; historic fields, where rapid pro- motion proved the valor of his youth and the upward gravitation of his character. He is just midway in life. The consuming ardor which burns in his breast is tempered by the repose and strength which come with maturer manhood. His clear, grayish-blue eye reflects the purity of the soul which it mirrors. Upon his brown, handsome face rests a smile of confidence, beneath which may be discerned a resolution which reads: " To-day^ victory and a star, or a soldier's graveJ'^ These are the men, this is the leader, who so promptly formed in battle line and faced the enemy COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 67 upon the crest of the hill beyond the ford, and opened the sanguinary engagement on Manassas Plain ! This is the regiment, this is the colonel, who stood a full half hour alone, alone against Georgia, Alabama, and South Carolina, till ammunition and physical strength were exhausted, yet stubbornly refusing to yield to the ever-increasing foe the crest so gallantly won ! This is the regiment, which, when relieved by the rest of the brigade, reformed, though its officers and men were falling fast, and took a new position by the famous fence of the corn-field on the left, to which the color-sergeant so heroically advanced, and upon which he planted the colors they had sworn to defend ! This is the regiment which the Eighth Georgia never forgot, and never forgave, for the utter destruction of its organization that day! This is the regiment — I make no attempt here to adorn my speech, for the baldest outline is eloquence itself — this is the regi- ment which, later in the day, was drawn up to hold in check the new army that appeared upon the scene I This is the regiment which, still preserving its regi- mental formation, was the last to withdraw from the field upon which it had been the first to enter ! And this is the field where, when the contest was raging fiercest, their intrepid leader, mounted on that fence 68 A MEMOHIAIi OF in advance of his line, fell, pierced with balls, to the ground ! " Right in the van, With heart that beat a charge, he fell Foeward, as fits a man." The place of his death was not inappropriate to his desire, nor the manner unbefitting his life. At the head of his regiment, in the storm of battle, his eye fixed upon the flag he loved, brave, loyal, and true, he fell, our proto-martyr to the Union cause. His monu- ment is his own noble life ; his epitaph, the place where he fell ; his eulogy, his heroic death. The silver star he earned that day shall ever adorn his radiant brow. His Character. Here let us pause to analyze the character of this hero, if, perchance, we may discern wherein his vir- tue lay. The analysis is simple. First and foremost, he was a soldier. This one characteristic was in him so regnant, it is not easy to recall any other worthy of mention beside it. His early service to his country was that of a soldier, and from that service he brought back honor to his native state. His subsequent service as Examiner at West Point shows the estimate the Gov- ernment placed upon his character as a soldier. His COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 69 service to his state within its limits before the war was that of a soldier and of great value. To-night we are honored by the presence of an organization which he commanded, and whose efficiency does credit to the State and honor to the name it bears, " The Slocum Light Guard." His ideal of what a soldier should be was high. When recalled from his position of major in the First Regiment to the command of the Second, he came resolved to make it second only in name to any in the service. Often did he speak with pride of his men, and with high hopes of what they would do ; nor did they disappoint him when the hour of trial came. In addition to the sterling qualities of his men, I can- not but think that the steadiness they displayed that day was due, in a large measure, to the character of their commander. He had over them a peculiar power. In the natural world there is a force too subtle for analysis or explanation. Bodies in which it resides have the marvelous property of transmuting by mere contact other bodies into their own likeness. Its analogue is found in the moral world. There are men who possess this mysterious, transmuting power. Colonel Slocum was such a man. His very character aroused aspiration ; his zeal enkindled ardor ; his 70 A MEMORIAL OF discipline developed power. It was the transfer of his own soldierly instincts and qualities to his officers and men that transformed them into soldiers of his own likeness. Though he held the command but six short weeks, yet he stamped his character indelibly upon that regiment; and his successors, more than one of whom honor his memory by their presence here to-night, never ceased to feel the force of the im- pulse he imparted to it, and they strove ever to realize his high hopes and thus to redeem the pledge he had given of its future career. But Colonel Slocum was more than a superior sol- dier, he was a -patriot soldier. He was ambitious to a fault, but underneath his ambitiom, chastening and sanctifying it, was the purest disinterested patriot- ism. In my hand I hold a letter written while he was major in the First Regiment. His father-in-law, the late Senator, Gen. Charles T. James, is urging him to return and to engage with him in manufactur- ing the cannon for which his name is celebrated. Read : To his wife — "In regard to what jour father said about my coming, I feel about as he does about it, and know that now is the time to make money, but I never could have staid at home, and seen my State send troops to sustain this Government, and I not be found among them. I could not have been able to show my face in the street — COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 71 no ! that could never be. I am now where I belong, and I shall not remove from it so long as mj country needs my arm in her defense. I want to see jou, I want to see mj darlirg child, my mothers — all, all my friends — but I never can turn my back to the enemies of my beloved country, and expect to meet the approving plaudits of my countrymen at home — that I cannot, dare not do. Duty called me here, keeps me here, and as I trust I shall be found foremost among my enemies, I shall also be foremost in my efforts to restore har- mony to our distracted country. Such words fall upon the cold, burnt-out hearts of this generation as a voice from some distant age of ro- mance, rather than from the lips of one whom we did see and know, and whose spirit of self-devotion we ourselves once, in part at least, did feel. Let the ce- lestial ardor which burns through those glowing lines be dampened by no cold words of mine. With this preeminently distinguishing characteris- tic of the soldier was united in him another, to which the first may seem strangely contrasted, though in es- sence the two are closely akin. This was his pas- sionate love for his children. While here organizing his regiment, it was his habit to hasten, when the day was over, from the sterner duties of the camp to the purer delights of the domestic circle, where he passed the evening with his children ; and after he had lulled them to sleep with hymns, which he so de- lighted to sing and sang so sweetly, he returned to 72 A MEMOHIAL OF his tent for the night. His little three-year-old daughter, Kittie, he especially worshiped, and in ever}-^ letter from the front he expresses for her the deepest solicitude. Read : " Camp Clarke, | July 16, 1861, 10 o'clock, A. M. ) My Dear Wife : We march at i o'clock for the enemy on the other side of the Potomac. We move six miles this p. m. and nine more in the morning, and expect to fight them during the day to-morrow; my regiment will commence the attack. If they stand we shall have some hard fighting. Some will fall; I may be one of them. If so, I leave my children to you alone. Bring up Kittie to know early the value of the religion of Christ; it alone can make her true and virtuous. Kiss both her and the boy for me.* If he lives send him to West Point. My men are all in good spirits, and you shall hear good accounts from us. I kiss you good-by. Maj'God watch over, keep, and bless you and ours. Good-by. Affectionately your husband, Jno. S. Slocum." Thus was the sword of the Christian patriot soldier jeweled in the hilt with the priceless gem of domestic virtue. May we not be permitted to add that that " darling child," who went so often to spend the day at her father's tent, watched but two short years for him to come with the eve and sing her to sleep, and then, taking her little brother by the hand, went to • The boy at this time was but a few weeks old. COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 73 join him where he sat waiting for them in the door of his tent, now pitched on the other side of the star-lit Hne. Such was the hero ; such is the virtue we commem- orate to-night. Who rnay say what would have been the fruit of the full life of one who had so early done so much ? His auspicious past gave hope and prom- ise of a still nobler future. He left his state bearing the hopes of her people. He returned " accompanied by the pageantry of her woe, with muffled drums and arms reversed, and banners draped in black." The Second Rhode Island. Comrades of the Second Rhode Island ! can you realize the full significance of this hour ? Five and twenty years have come and gone since you saw him fall, since you, sir,* raised him tenderly in your arms and ministered to his sufferings, and yet after this lapse of time you are here to do him honor. You come with those silken banners all rent and torn, yet on their tattered folds can we spell out his- toric names, such as Bull Run, Malvern Hill and Fredericksburg, Salem Heights and Gettysburg, the Wilderness and Spottsylvania, Cold Harbor and * General Rhodes. 74 A MEMORIAL OF Petersburg, names that come freighted with the memories of an eventful past. Wonderful, wonder- ful, are the blessings of Heaven vouchsafed to 3'ou — uniting within the limits of your own experience the momentous struggle of which you were an important part, and the full blessings which you now enjoy. When in youth you turned your back upon home and all your cherished hopes to offer yourselves a sacri- fice for the land you loved, ne'er, ne'er, did your fondest hope reach onward to this auspicious hour. Bow down and thank a gracious God ! You lived to sheathe your swords ! You lived to see the Union saved ! You still live to reap the fruits of sacrifice ! Veterans of a quarter of a century ! You are the remnant only of that noble band. War and Time have thinned those once serried ranks. In your broken lines we search in vain for Ballou and Tower, Smith and Rodman, Gleason and Sherman, Shaw and Mc- Intyre, Bates, Bolles, Carr, Church, Collins, Ham- mett, Pearce, Perry, Young ! How their images come thronging to your embraces ! O, that we could call them back to look upon their finished work, the country redeemed. O, that they all, with their gal- lant leader, might " absent themselves from bliss awhile," and rise up in our midst to-night, and gra- COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 75 ciously accept from us these humble offices of com- memoration ! Self-Sacrifice. Comrades ! At this consecrated hour, when the heart is open to diviner influences, may we not ask ourselves what are the lessons taught by such a dedi- cation as- we have this day performed? The value and significance of this service lie deeper than the seeming, and extend beyond the hour. It is not the man alone that we honor to-night, but the principle which he embodied. We worship the vir no less, but the virius incarnate in him more. Our highest eulogy is not for the mortal, for the immortal rather. The virtue we adore in him is self-sacrifice. That is the supremest lesson of the hour, as it is the su- premest lesson of life. Not in self-seeking, not in vain- glory, not in self-aggrandizement, but in self-sacrifice, even in that heroic loyalty and sublime self-devotion which led him to die that we might live, does man rise to the supreme act of heroic living ; and the heart of the world beats ever in grateful admiration for valor proved on the field of danger in defense of a righteous cause. In emulation the people strive to do it honor. For such the State reserves her selectest laurels. "C A MEMORIAIi OF Over her martj-r dead she rears her choicest memo- rials. And so she does well ; for in honoring them she does herself a greater honor. Such service is due, not to the fallen alone, but to the nation, to humanity, and the Republic is stronger, as well as juster, when she shows herself not ungrateful for their service and by such memorials presents their names to the emula- tion of the future. Patriotism. Closely akin to the virtue of self-sacrifice is that of patriotism. No higher obligation rests upon an Amer- ican citizen than that of cultivating a love and loyalty to countr3^ How better can this be done than by per- petuating the memory of those who have fallen in its defense? To the Republic the record of their valor, their deeds, their death is an undying possession, a veritable y.T7,;ia «?:', a part of her moral wealth, of which she must not be despoiled. So let the glorious remnant of the Grand Army of the Republic go on in its noble mission, loyal to the future as it has been to the past. Let them hold up the record of the heroic dead to the emulation of their children. Let them point it out with pride to the stranger. Let monuments and triumphal arches and COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 77 memorial halls go up and deck the land, on which coming generations may read the record their fathers carved with their swords. Where, comrades, could we have found a fitter type of our fallen brothers than in him above whose tomb we have raised a memorial this day? His personal character, his unswerving loyalty to country, the bril- liancy of his early service, the promise of his future years, the sublimity of his daring, the splendor of his fall, all conspire to make him Rhode Island's typical martyr to the Union cause, the hero sans ^eur et sans rep7'oche, than whom none braver ever faced a foe since Roland wound his horn at Roncesvalles ; and to our children in coming years no theme will more in- spire the breast, will more entrance the soul, than the unselfish patriotism and the sublime heroism of him who so early fell a martyr to freedom. They may never hear of the imperial wrath of Achilles, or the brave and noble manhood of Hector, of the Horatii, or Virginius ; may never read of Arthur and his valiant knights, but they must not lose the stoiy of this hero, this life, this death. They should be taught it by heart, taught it in the home, taught it in the school, taught it by monuments of art ; they should be made to think on this hero and on such as he, even as we 78 A MEMORIAIi OF did on those of the Revolution, till they are inspired by his spirit, animated by his heroism, shaped and moulded by his example, then should our country ever require the strength of their arm and the spilling of their blood, they too will not be found wanting. Immortality of the Dead. We may mention one other service rendered by the dedication of such a memorial. It establishes a me- dium of communion with the illustrious dead. It opens for us a window into a higher life, and keeps our faces turned to a nobler existence. It is incumbent upon humanity to avail itself of every medium by which the commerce between the world and its illustrious citizens of all time may be maintained. By these memorials which we raise, the departed remain a moral power in the world, exerting through the granite, the marble, the bronze, an ever-living, ever-widening influence. Often the truest, the supremest good conferred by man is not reached while he remains among us an original force ; only after he has ceased to influence the world as a cause, does he begin to influence it more as an effect ; then only does he rise to the dignity of his true relation as the exponent of a vaster mind and will, and become a part of the supreme power that rules COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 79 the world. This is a far-reaching law of the moral world, and its conservation is the hope of humanity, It is thus, by the abiding influence of the great and good, that their loss to the world is compensated. It is thus that humanity suffers not an ever-recurring relapse into barbarism. It is thus that the continuity of the world's moral development is maintained and its redemption assured. The German has a faith that his Emperor, Friedrich, the Red Beard, did not die on the crusade, but is sit- ting yet in a deep cavern of his native mountains, ar- rayed in his purple mantle, with his huge battle axe and sword and crown before him upon a table of stone, and whenever his country is hard pressed he comes forth to lead again his countrymen against the foe. So we have a faith that he is not dead, our com- mander, to-night. His mortal form the dumb turf wraps, but his soul triumphant rises to cheer us still, a part of our life's imperishable good ; and though cen- turies pass, he will rise again and again to lead his countrymen, and to inspire them in ever}^ hour of doubt and trial with a valor kindred to his own. These are the lessons we read to-night : Self-sacri- fice, Patriotism, the Immortality of the Dead ! A glorious trinity of truths, which ennoble the man, 80 A MEMORIAL OF which strengthen the nation, which advance the moral development of the race. These are the truths which we weave into an immortal wreath, intertwined with the virtues of personal character, and lay upon his tomb, where coming generations may behold its per- ennial beauty and breathe its undying fragrance. Commander and comrades of Slocum Post ! The duty 3'^ou assigned to me is finished. We now with- draw from this new-made sepulchre, and turn our faces once again back into the world. The man we loved, the hero we honor, leave we lying there ; but glorious, immortal ; and his spirit yet lives in the world, an au- thentic life. May it not be the least of the tributes we render to him, that we forget not the lesson he would teach us : To live in the manner of true men ; not for self, but for the world ; not for the day, but for eternity. Farewell, thou fallen comrade ! Hail, immortal spirit ! With each returning spring we come again and bring fresh flowers to strew above thee, and gar- lands of victory for thy brow, and at thy head we will plant again that flower thou lov'dst so well, that per- fect flower of freedom — the red^ white and blue. This monument shall be an enduring witness of thy service and of our und3ang love. The glad morning shall hasten to scatter its fresh-cut flowers about it. The COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 81 imperial sun at high meridian shall daily pause to lay its golden lilies upon it. The parting day shall linger beside it in pensive adoration. Man and nature shall conspire to do thee honor. But the monument that shall endure forever was reared by^thee thyself. The solid granite we place this day above thee may moulder and crumble ; the bank upon which it stands may be leveled with the stream, but so long as the State shall endure, thus long in the hearts of the people shall be enshrined the virtues, the deeds, the death, and in letters of love shall stand inscribed the name of John Stanton Slocum. MUSIC. ♦'Day in Camp,"— American Band. MEMORIAL ODE, By Comrade Frederic Denison. MARTYR MEMORIES. I. Land of our love ! in thy vexed day, When passion pulsed to bloody tide When theft-shod treason, in array, Thy just authority denied — 82 A MEMORIAIi OF Oppression lifting angry blow To lay thy holy altar low — Thy loyal sons awoke, to prove Thy greatness and their own deep love ; Responsive to thy trumpet call, For thee, they rose, a battle wall. Before high heaven their troth they gave And turned to breast rebellion's wave. Day fraught with weightiest destiny — Fate of a hemisphere to be Or dark or light, or chained or free. Scene grander never nation saw — The rising of a mighty land Full armed, at Liberty's command. Monarchs and kings stood dumb with awe, To see free men enthrone pure law, And stand a bulwark for the true, To brave the battle-billows through — How deep the crimson of those waves. Witness three hundred thousand graves. II. Among these martyrs, one we own. Whose name high on our roster shone ; Who, in the struggles of our land. Devoted ardent heart and hand ; Who held man's rights as his ideal, COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 83 And stood to God and Freedom feal ; Who boasted it his highest pride To guard our country's flag defied ; Who deemed our Stars not ours alone, But borrowed from " the gi'eat white throne " : Blest Stars, elect to hold the van In every upward march of man ; Heaven's signets preordained to be, Of Freedom's reign, the heraldry. Such valiant man, we all can sing. As here in heart we tribute bring. To-day his name we write anew Upon the Stars that light our Blue, And see upon our banner's Red His blood for us so freely shed. III. What is the measure of a man ? What is a life of noblest span.^ Whoever lives to self alone May hive in his luxurious halls, To flesh and sense a slave ; His little hour of idlesse done, His name, as autumn-sear leaf, falls To sink in Lethe's wave. But he, heaven-pledged, who deathvvard rode, Unheeding loss and pain, 84 A MEMORIAL OF Whose freely offered life-blood flowed For our redeeming gain, Unconscious won a lustrous name That History shall grateful claim. Or long, or short, that life is blest That beats for man's uplifting best. IV. Bow we before the martyr's tomb As pilgrims bending to a shrine ; His life to-day is all abloom With beauty that shall ever shine. Yes, out of self, for other lives. Is the great thought that God bestows ; That deed alone unfading thrives That, as a beam celestial, glows With radiance to illume earth's night And further the domain of Right. Do we deplore his sacrifice ? But, he, who for his fellows dies, Though falling in his manly prime, By heaven's decree, at last, shall rise On storied pedestal sublime — As seen e'en now before our eyes — Not as a sculptured shape of stone That Dissolution's chisel finds, But dowered with heart and angel tone. COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 85 Inspiring other generous minds, Waking the inner, deathless ear, Filling with regal faith the soul, Upcalling to the higher sphere Where sceptered truths alone control ; Upleading to the purer fields Where mortal to immortal yields : As, by the Cross, a life was won Bi-ight and enduring as the sun. Thank Heaven that this is so — That man above himself may rise, By conscious kinship with the skies, His bosom all aglow, To choose and battle for the True, Its triumph ever in his view : Truth conceiving, firm believing. Dauntless daring, full achieving. V. E'en so, on the embattled field, Rhode Island's cherished, gallant son Fell on his brightly blazoned shield. To outward sight, his life-work done. Ah, but that life of consecration Yet thrills the bosom of our nation : His was a kind of sacrifice That in Time's memory never dies. 86 A MEMORIAIi OF A bloom there is forever vernal — So virtue has a grace supernal. His blood, as altar-incense burned, Diffuses precious fragrance round, And rises pleading up to heaven — Such blood, whereby our land is turned To sweet and consecrated ground, A heritage to Freedom given. VI. Do we lament that he should fall In life's meridian of duty ? The fairer stands he to us all On the ideal height of beauty — Not a decrepit, age-cold form Of vital force expended ; But with all noble graces warm, Full and harmonious blended. Forever shining in our view A typic champion of the True. Rhode Island writes his name in sheen Beside her Perry and lier Greene ; And we have graven on his tomb The lines to dissipate all gloom — " His life's expense Hath won for him coeval youth With the immaculate prime of Truth." COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 87 VII. So springs this service of to-day — In time and place so far away From the blood-written tragedy — This march of veteran, scar-badged braves To his, among our choicest graves, To pay him patriot-eulogy In beauteous, emblematic stone, Devote in solemn ritual form. Breathed from our comrade-bosoms warm, Recalling honors that he won ; And, ere we from his grave retired, Our soldier parting volley fired. And here, in kindred feeling one, Has this love-drawn assembly come With steps led by the muffled drum, To join in tender requiem strains. And hear our gifted comrade tell How loyally the patriot fell, A martyr, on Manassas Plains. VIII. No, no ; say not that he is dead ; We see him even now At the attacking column's head, With open, glowing, fearless brow. 88 A MEMORIAL OF On-marshalling his loved command, Obedient to our periled land ; Imparting to his ranks a life That nerved them for their years of strife. And still his hero spirit leads In Freedom's yet unfinished fray, Right up the steep and rugged way, And by his bright example pleads The onward, conquering cause of Right To her predestined, radiant height. His duty prompted by the Cross , For which e'en life he counted loss, His breast received the fiery dart Intended for the nation's heart. Round him, and such as he, Who fronted death to make men free. Shall rally every faithful soul When Duty beats her quick ' ' long roll " ; Invisible, but present, they Shall lead us in each testing day ' Till Freedom's standard is unfurled Triumphant o'er this Western World. IX. Rest, Warrior Comrade, peaceful rest ; In memory's chamber 'mid the loved, In History's hall among the great, Henceforth thou standest full approved, COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 89 Of Honor's shining ones, a mate, In Freedom's temple ever blest. We, soon to bivouac in the dust, Now yield thee to our country's trust ; Assured that to thy art-hewn tomb So fit by speaking symbols crowned. With reverent thought and tread Shall other generations come, Esteeming it as sacred ground, And wreaths of laurel grateful spread. X. By prophets and by sages told, A wealth there is above all gold — Ordained to win the world's acclaim — The treasure of a worthy name. Proud of the patriot rank he won — Hereafter thy immortal son — O, Mother Land, guard well the grave Of Slocum, thy true martyr-brave. MUSIC. " America," .... American Band and Audience. BENEDICTION. By Rev. E. G. Robinson, dd., ll. d. The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, the love of God our Heavenly Father, and the guidance of the 90 A MEMORIAL OF Holy Spirit be to us, and to all the inhabitants of our loved land, evermore. Amen. Comrades. — Amen. Concluding Action by the Post. After the dedicatory services, at a Post meeting December ist, it was Resolved, That the thanks of the Post are due and are hereby tendered to the Department Commander, Theodore A. Barton, and his associate officers of the Department, for their presence and valuable services at the dedication of the Slocum Monument and at the memorial services in the evening ; also to Comrade Alonzo Williams for his very able and eloquent com- memorative oration ; also to Department Chaplain F. Denison for his admirable memorial ode ; also to Comrade E. B. Andrews, and the Rev. E. G. Robinson, D. D. LL. D., for evening services; also to all others who in any manner have contributed to the success of the dedicatory occasion. It was furthermore Resolved, That the Monument Committee be authorized to prepare a memorial of Col. John COLONEL JOHN S. SLOCUM. 91 S. Slocum, containing particularly the doings of the Post in securing and dedicating the monument we have erected to Colonel Slocum ; and also authorized to publish as many copies of said memorial at the ex- pense of the Post, as said committee may deem ex- pedient. By order of the Monument Committee, Comrade F. Denison was chosen to make arrangements with par- ties concerned for securing perpetual care of the grave and monument of Colonel Slocum in Swan Point Cemetery. His efforts happily terminated in the fol- lowing action taken by the Post. Resolved, That we accept, from Cordelia Bowen, Abby J. Slocum, Phebe J. Fiske, Charlotte T. Hal- berstadt, and others, the title deed of the lot in Swan Point Cemetery, containing the grave and monument of Col. John S. Slocum, with the conditions named in said deed, of the right of burial of certain specified persons and the duty of securing perpetual care of the said lot in said cemetery. Resolved., That the Quartermaster of the Post be and hereby is empowered and instructed to convey to the Corporation — the Proprietors of Swan Point Cemetery — in trust, the lot, in said Swan Point Cemetery, con- taining the grave and monument of Col. John S. Slo- 92 A MEMORIAL OF CUM, given by deed to this Post by Cordelia Bowen, Abby J. Slocum, Phebe J. Fiske, Charlotte T. Hal- berstadt, and others, upon the conditions named in said deed. Such was the inception, progress, and completion of the work in securing and dedicating the monument to our patriot-brother, and in assuring the proper and perpetual care of his grave. 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