GIFT OF of ®if^ Qllaaa nf 'Bfi, 1. ^. il. A. kindly acknowleooe receipt to Avery D. Andrews land title building. philadelphia. pa. c UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA OFFICE OF THE PRESIDENT I July 25, 1912. Note to Mr. Leupp: I send you herewith a book published by the Class of 1886 of the United States Military Academy at West Point on the occasion of the 25th anniversary of its graduation. The book was sent to President Wheeler for the library by General Avery D, Andrewsof that class, and has been ac- cepted in a letter of appreciation by the President. It is of special in- terest because three members of the Class of 1886 have been Commandantt in the University (rf California - Major Frank L. Winn, Major E. M. Lewis and Major John T. Nance. Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2008 with funding from IVIicrosoft Corporation http://www.archive.org/details/18861911incommem00usmirich r . **^ i--*rr -i^UjLUi.i-.i»-».^4faaS.-l-«i4i-.-f--iliT'J 1300-1911 3ln fflomm^mcratinn nf tl\t of Uh? m^B of 'Bfi, 1. B. M. A. W^Ht Point, Juti?, 1911 Number 82 icMtuitt limttrft to 100 rnptra 1-5 i K Foreword Cl^SSMATES : This volume has been prepared as a souvenir of the twenty-fifth anniversary of our graduation. The record of the Class since graduation has justified the high promise of its cadet days, and has added its due proportion to the fame and honor of the Military Acadenw. Disciplined by Merritt, drilled and trained by Hasbrouck, and taught by an Academic Board headed by Michie, the foundations for our careers were laid deep and strong, and fortimate indeed were we to have siu'vived the crucial tests of these mighty men. But not only did we survive, but on June 12, 1886, we graduated seventy-seven strong, the largest class in the first century of the Academy; nor was it imtil 1903, as a result of the Spanish War and the consequent enlargement of the Armj'^ and the Cadet Corps, that our number was exceeded. Inspired by the galaxy of illustrious men whose deeds have made the Academj^ famous among the institutions of the world, we left West Point in the full enthusiasm of youth, "With spirit of honour edged More sharper than your swords." After twenty-five years we now return, on the sunny side of old age, fully conscious of our shortcomings, but proud that '86 has added naught but lustre to the shield of our Alma Mater. Out of seventy-seven graduates, sixty-one now survive. Sixteen, including Godfrey, killed in action in the Philippines, Elliot, W. G., a victim of fever in the trenches before Santiago, 240998 and Seward Mott, murdered by an Indian in Arizona, have gone on before. "On fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And Glory guards with solemn round The bivouac of the dead." Of the survivors, nine resigned after several years of service, to engage in business or professional pursuits; five have retired from active service; and forty-seven now remain on the active list of the Army. Of these, one is a Brigadier General, one a Colonel, twelve are Lieutenant Colonels, and thirty-three are Majors. Eight have sons at the Military Academy, and one at the Naval Academy. In the following pages we have printed a greeting from Pershing, the Class President, a Class History by Riche, written after the reunion, an article on the old and new West Point by Traub, a poem and obituaries by McMahon, a special obituary of Elliot, W. G., by Winn. These, with the autobiographical sketches of surviving members, their photo- graphs, and the Class songs, complete the volume. The preparation of this volume has been a work of love, the purpose of which will have been fully served if it helps to maintain and increase the class spirit and esprit de corps which have ever distinguished '86. A. D. A. Philadelphia, June, 1911. Greeting to the Class Headquarters Department or Mindanao, Zamboanga, p. I., March 15, 1911. To the Class of 1886, U. S. Military Academy, West Poifit, New York. Dear Classmates : The announcement in the circular sent out by your committee, saying that I would write a letter of greeting to be read at the class reunion, imposes upon me a very pleasant obligation. It gives me an opportunity as Class President to write you collectively, and to say many things that I would like to say if I were writing to each individual. Above all, however, I am thus permitted to feel myself a real part of the reunion. This letter shall be a heartfelt and sincere word of greeting from the opposite side of the world. I shall try to imagine myself among you around the banquet table, or per- haps again in the old tower room, first floor, first division, or familiarly even in the "usual place." With this greeting I send also a word of explanation and regret for my absence, a few lines of reminiscence, and pages of affection and friend- ship, all recorded at random. It is unfortunate indeed for me that higher authority has concluded that I should not leave my post just at this time. This is a great disappointment to me. There is nothing that could equal the pleasure of meeting once more with old '86 — companions of my youth, the friendship for whom is, above all others, the dearest and most lasting. To be again for a few hours, as in the olden days at West Point, with those who stood shoulder to shoulder with me, and I with them, through our four years, would be worth great sacrifice. The thought makes me long for cadet days again. I would gladly go back into the corps (although, of course, it has gone entirely to the dogs since we were cadets) , and gladly (in spite of this) go through the whole course from beginning to end to be with you all as we were then. Life meant so much to us — probably more than it ever has since — when the soul was filled to the utmost with ambition and the world was full of promise. The proudest days of my life, with one exception, have come to me in connection with West Point, — days that stand out clear and distinct from all others. The first of these was the day I won my appointment at Trenton, Missoiu'i, in a competi- tive examination with seventeen competitors. An old friend of the family happened to be in Trenton that day and, passing on the opposite side of the street, called to me and said, "John, I hear you passed with flying colors." In all seriousness, feeling the great importance of my success, I naively replied in loud voice, "Yes, I did," feeling assured that no one had ever quite passed such a fine examination as I had. The next red-letter day was when I was elected President of the Class of '86. I didn't know much about class presidents until the evening of our meeting to effect a class organization. To realize that a body of men for whom I had such an affectionate regard should honor me in this way was about all that my equilibrium would stand. Another important day was when I made a cold max in Phil at June examination, under dear old Pete, with Arthur Murray as instructor. This was the only max I ever made in anything. I fairly floated out of the librarj^ and back to bar- racks. The climax of days came when the makes were read out on graduation day in Jime, 1885. Little Eddy Gayle smiled when I reported five minutes later with a pair of cap- tain's chevrons pinned on my sleeves. No honor can ever come to equal that. I look upon it in the very same light today as I did then. Some way these days stand out and the recollection of them has always been to me a great spur and stimulus. What memories come rushing forward to be recorded ! It was at Colonel Huse's school, now called "The Rocks," I believe, with splendid old Caleb at its head, that several of us got the first idea of what we were really in for. Deshon, Frier, Winn, Andrews, Clayton, Billy Wright, Stevens, Legare, and the rest of iis at Caleb's used to wrestle with examinations of previous years and flyspeck page after page of stuff that we forgot completely before plebe camp was over. This brings us up to a period of West Point life whose vivid impressions will be the last to fade. Marching into camp ; piling bedding; policing company streets of logs of wood care- lessly dropped by upper classmen; pillow fights at tattoo, with Marcus Miller, sabre drawn, marching up and down super- intending the plebe class policing up feathers from the general parade; light artillery drills; double timing arouncidkold Fort Clinton at morning squad drill; Wiley Bean and the sad fate of his seersucker coat ; midnight dragging ; and the whole sum- mer full of events can only be mentioned in passing. No one can ever forget his first guard tour with all its preparation and perspiration. I got along all right during the day, but at night on the color line my troubles began. Of course, I was scared beyond the point of properly applying any of my orders. A few minutes after taps, ghosts of all sorts began to appear from all directions. I selected a particularly bold one and challenged according to orders, "Halt! who comes there?" At that the ghost stood still in his tracks. I then said, "Halt ! who stands there?" whereupon the ghost, who was carrying a chair, sat down, when I promptly said, "Halt! who sits there?" After plebe camp came plebe Math and French. I never stood high in French and was prone to burn the midnight oil. One night Walcutt and Bentley ]Mott came in to join me. My roommate, Lucy Hunt, was in bed asleep. Suddenly we heard Flaxy, who was officer in charge, coming up the stairs several steps at a time. Mott sprang across the hall into his own room. I snatched the blanket from the window, turned out the light and leaped into bed, clothing and all, while Wal- cutt, seeing escape impossible, gently woke Hunt, and in a whisper said,. "Lucy, may I crawl under your bed?" I paid the penalty by walking six tours of extra duty. The rest of it — yearling camp and its release from plebe- dom; the first appearance in the riding hall of the famous '86 New England Cavalry; furlough and the return up the Hud- son on the Mary Powell ; second class year, with its increasing responsibilities and dignity — must all be passed with slight notice. While the days were not always filled with unalloyed pleasure, to be sure, yet no matter how distasteful anything else may have been up to that time, there is none of us who would not gladly live first class camp over again — summer girls, summer hops, first class privileges, possible engage- ments, twenty-eighth hop, then the home-stretch. As we look back from the distance of a quarter of a century the years went by all too rapidly. The career of '86 at West Point was in many respects remarkable. There were no cliques, no dissensions; and per- sonal prejudices or selfishness, if any existed, never came to the surface. From the very day we entered, the class as a unit has always stood for the very best traditions of West Point. The spirit of old West Point existed to a higher degree in the Class of '86 than in am'' class since the war. The West Point under Merritt, Michie and Hasbrouck was still the West Point of Grant, Sherman, Sheridan, Schofield and Howard. The deep impression these great men made during their visits to West Point in our day went far to inspire us with the soldier's spirit of self-sacrifice, duty and honor. These characteristics were carried with us into the Army and have marked the splendid career of the class during the past twenty-five years. The Class of '86 has always been known in the Army and is known today as a class of all-around solid men — men capable of ably performing any duty and of loyally fulfilling any trust. The individual character of each man has made itself felt upon his fellows in the Army from the start. In civil life, as profes- sional men, or as men of affairs, wherever placed, the Class of '86 has always made good. Well may we congratulate ovu'- selves, upon reaching this quarter-century milestone, on the achievements of the class. If I thought you would listen longer, I should continue, but the evening will be full of song and reminiscence. Those of us out here will assemble in jNIanila and wish we were with you at West Point. It may be that age and experience will prevent a repetition of the liu'id scenes enacted at the class dinner in Xew York in '86. Yet when you feel time turn back- ward and the hot blood of those days again courses through your veins, there is no telling what may happen. Still all will be for the glory of the class and will be condoned. Then, here's to the Class of '86, wives and sweethearts, children and grand- children, your health and your success. Always affectionately, J. J. P. Hi Our Dead, 1886-1911 We meet tonight around the board With song and joke and clink of glasses, And 'neath the shadow of the sword We drink the health of wives and lasses. We live again the days of old, When life was young and full of laughter, When, clad in gallant grey and gold. We gaily faced the dark hereafter. We cheer our sons, as, straight and true, The grey line marches past in splendor; While we who wear the Army blue To them the sacred trust surrender — The sacred trust to bear on high The banner of our rock-bound Mother, For duty's sake to gladly die Amid the battle's roar and smother. The lights burn low, the gay songs still, Dim forms fill up the vacant places; The dawn-wind moans in accents chill, The air is full of phantom faces. We hear our comrades' ghostly tread. As home they come in sombre glory, To listen as we toast the dead. To hear us tell their life's brief story. Thej' kept the faith we swore to keep; When Honor called, they did not falter; Their hearts, now stilled in blessed sleep. They laid upon their country's altar. J. E. McM. 10 A Brief History of the Class By the Historian SOMEBODY, somewhere, has said "Fortunate is the nation without a history." Until now the Class of '86 has been similarly fortunate. If we apply this old saying directly to the class and reduce it to the accurate language of our mathematical coiu'se, we would express it something like this: The good fortune of the class is inversely proportional in volume to the quantity and quality of its history. Wishing nothing but well for the class, it has therefore seemed that the greatest benefit that could be bestowed upon it would be to reduce its history to the vanishing point, and this has heretofore been the endeavor of the class historian. It is one of the universal failings of our poor human nature, however, never to let well enough alone, and so in response to repeated and imperious demands by letters and by "slams" of various kinds at and after our twenty-fifth anniversary reunion, the historian will take up his task and at the risk of injin-ing the class record for good fortune will endeavor to tell in brief form how it all happened. We must, however, bear in mind one of "Our Postle's" sayings, that "history is a unit." This reminds us of one of the series of questions and answers in our last hundredth night Howitzer. The question was "How can we prove the unity of history?" and the answer "By averaging Teddy God- frey's marks." Let it be hoped, therefore, that no reader of this record will be induced to pull out his blue pencil and go to marking it, for the result might be even less than the limit imposed by Our Postle. 11 In one way, however, a unity is proved by the history of the class. It is doubtful if any other class, at the Military Academy or elsewhere, was ever more harmonious, freer from cliques, and imbued with more genuine affection among its members than our Class of '86. Although we constituted the largest class graduated during the first century of the Acad- emy's existence, we were free from internal dissensions of any kind; brotherly affection and the milk of human kindness were evident in all our dealings with each other, and looking back over the twenty-five years that have passed since we separated, each and all of us can feel that our recollections of the Academy are filled with as pleasant relationships among the members of the class as have ever come into our lives; they are freer from regrets and fuller of good fellowship and kindliness than our relations since with any other set of associ- ates can possibly have been. The class was most emphatically a unit and nothing can make it anything else. The shoulder- to-shoulder spirit that we displayed for four years has remained with us and will remain until the end. Coming, as we did, from all parts of this great country, and numbering at our maximum over a hundred and thirty, it is remarkable that this unity of spirit should have mani- fested itself from the start and should have endured. That it did so shows what all members of the class will freely admit, that we were the most remarkable aggregation of good fellows that ever came together. If this statement is disputed, we may be sure it will not be disputed by any member of the class; and if it is disputed by anyone else, we may lay the motive to jealousy and not worry about it. Nevertheless it is the truth. Do we not all remember scanning the newspapers that contained lists of candidates, and for the first time reading the names that have since become so familiar? Then when we had one by one reported for examination, and had success- fully passed the ordeal at the "office" of the cadets who were in charge of candidates, and were assigned to rooms in barracks 12 until our examinations were over, our first acquaintanceship ripened the quicker into friendship by reason of our designa- tion by the older cadets as "Beasts." Think of it, we were something lower in the scale of existence than "Plebes!" (hence what could we be but beasts), and our temporary sojourn in barracks will ever be remembered by us as "Beasts' Barracks." Woe then to the dignity of the unfortunate candidate who had reported with great notions of his personal importance and of his mission in life. If Beasts' Barracks did not bring him down to the general level he did not remain — at least not in the Class of '86. But we were much occupied with our preliminary exami- nations and with eleventh-hour efforts to perfect ourselves for them. These were gone through with, and one rainy day after dinner we were marched back to barracks and lined up on the porch, and the names of the unsuccessful candidates were read out, each one stepping to the front as his name was called, and departing to pack up his effects and leave. The rest of us were given no chance for congratulating one another, but without breaking ranks instruction was immedi- ately begun in the "position of the soldier," and for at least an hour we were braced and badgered by the older cadets until we were filled with envy for those who were going awa\^ And then for some weeks followed our squad drills. We may be sure that no motions were slighted. The older cadets were the drillmasters, and they saw to it that the work was thoroughly done, even by the celebrated awkward squad, many of whom have since become distinguished for other things than awkwardness. And then we were considered sufficiently broken in to be sent to camp, Plebe Camp, where we were never free from the interest and inspection of the older cadets, where we had to depress our toes even in sleep and where all such "hazing" as we got did us good and not harm, for there was no brutality about it, nothing but chaff and good and successful efforts to take away from us such modicum of conceit as may have survived Beasts' Barracks. 13 Cannot each of us remember his first tour of guard duty? It was then he donned the full cadet uniform for the first time. How difficult it was for him to get it all on straight, how hopeless it would have been without the assistance, the real kindly assistance, of the older cadet whose "special dutj^ man" he happened to be. And what an ordeal guard mounting was, when he was thoroughly inspected and strenuous fault found with every little detail that was not just so. And then the instructions for sentinels and the many unexpected situa- tions that would be framed up to test his knowledge of them and his readiness in applying them. Maybe it would all be classed today as hazing, perhaps it was, but it did none of us harm, and made us all the more capable of acting and thinking for oiu'selves. On the exceptional occasions when proper bounds in such matters were exceeded and the situation became unduly personal, affairs were adjusted squarely in the good old Anglo-Saxon way and the incident was closed. We are all the better off for our plebe camp experiences. Before the close of camp we became excellently "set up" and fairly well drilled and took part in all battalion drills and ceremonies. Then came the breaking up of camp, the end of all hazing, and oin* return to barracks to begin our studies, and with our studies came the "Seps." The Seps, as we all know, were those unfortunate beings who for one cause or another had been prevented from reporting as candidates in June and who were permitted to report in September; many of them, in fact, had succeeded to the appointments of those who had failed in the June exami- nations. For a while the Seps had a hard time, squad drills, hazing, and studies going on all at once. It was a severe handicap, and they were not fairly over it for several months. But the serious part of our Academy life had now begun. Our studies, while at the start consisting of but two. Mathe- matics and English, had to be learned thoroughly. Approxi- mate information did not go. Our recitations were not mere questions and answers. Each man was given a subject on 14 which to recite. He went to the blackboard, wrote his name in the upper right-hand corner and the title of his subject in the centre. Below he made such notes as he needed, and when ready to recite faced the instructor with a pointer in his hand until called on. Then he delivered himself with credit or discredit as circumstances permitted. If he "maxed" it would be because he had not only gotten everything right, but also because he had not omitted anything that belonged to his subject. If the instructor had to question him regard- ing anything that he might have omitted, his mark would be shaded even if his answers were correct. It was a hard school but a thorough one, and its chief merit was not so much in the subjects that were taught as in the fact that it forced us to learn how to study, that being a matter largely neglected in these piping days of manual training and other fads. But the unfortunate cadet who had been assigned a sub- ject regarding which his ignorance was profound had no other recourse than to fill his blackboard full of alleged notes and keep up a semblance of working until the bugle blew announ- cing the close of the recitation hour. Occasionally he might succeed in thus "bugling it" and escaping a failure, but the instructors had all been cadets themselves and knew the signs and would rarely allow the victim to escape unquestioned. If called upon he would face about and do his best; it was soon found to be unwise to confess ignorance, as that would lead to demerits as well as to a low mark, while an earnest effort might escape with the low mark alone. Do we not all remember forced recitations of this kind, and the many amusing things that happened during them? At the risk of being needlessly reminiscent there is one such incident that ought to be preserved. It was during such a forced recitation on the part of our lamented and much beloved "Moses" Fulton. It was in French. Moses had the unfortu- nate characteristic of talking the louder the less he knew. He encountered a French word that he did not know. The word has long since been forgotten, but it meant the retaining fee 15 ™™™'™° of a lawyer. The instructor asked Moses what the word meant, and JNIoses, being in good voice, replied with vigor : "I am not certain as to the exact meaning of that word, but I think it is a machine for grubbing stumps." And so we groimd away on our academic course, with study and recitation periods interspersed, with drills when the weather was favorable, and when nobody had packed snow aroimd the bulb of the official thermometer to make the Com- mandant think it was too cold; and finally came the January examinations, Plebe January, the time when the majority of those who were going to be found deficient during our course would be so "found." One of the policemen who cleaned barracks daily. Old "Corny," who possessed more good natin*e than wit, had an invariable reply to anyone who teased him. It was "Niver mind, January's comin'," and for many good fellows it came, and they left us never to retiu'n. But before our Januarj^ examinations was our New Year's dinner. There was then a custom (discontinued before we graduated) of drinking toasts (with water only) at this dinner. The Plebes, being social nobodies, could not join in this, but enjoyed the many good toasts proposed by the older cadets. It is not remembered that this privilege was in any way abused, and the reason for its discontinuance is not known. Our studies were resumed at once after the January examinations, French being added. With these we worked out our plebe year. Spring came and then June, and with it our examinations, which lost for us a few more of our members. Also we had numerous exhibition drills of every kind, and were inspected by the august Board of Visitors and by the brilliant array of ladies who had come for the celebra- tions. Our time was almost at hand and with the graduation of the first class it arrived. As plebes we had invariably been addressed by the older cadets with the prefix "Mr." to our names. There was no social intercourse, we were outcasts and barbarians. In this 16 condition we returned from the graduation exercises and before breaking ranks were drawn up in line while an order was read announcing the cadet officers for the following year. Being now third class men, or "yearlings," all of the cadet cor- porals were selected from among us. The job of cadet cor- poral may not sound like such a good one to mature middle age, but to anyone who had been a plebe for a year it was an office second in power and dignity to that of President alone. Think of it — and all the cadet corporals had been selected from among us! Then ranks were broken and the older cadets rushed up to us, shook our hands most heartily as though we were long- lost friends that they had but just encountered, and what is more they called us by name without the odious prefix "Mr." Could any greater change ever come into one's life ? Not unless it might be the sudden restoration of sight to one who for years had been blind. Think of all our experiences since. Think of all possible experiences that may come to us in the future. None of these can ever compare to this sudden admis- sion into social equality with the older cadets. The newly made corporals rushed off to secure their chevrons, and all of us prepared for the subsequent move to camp, "Yearling Camp" as it was to be for us; and all of us, deep in our hearts, were possessed with a fierce feeling of joy at the sight of the candidates who were reporting to form the Class of '87 and who would take up the odious designation of Plebe that we had just cast aside. Yearling camp followed much the same routine as plebe camp, except that the hazing was done by us instead of to us. Some little additional liberty was given to the yearlings, but we by no means owned the camp, that privilege being reserved for the first class men. Those who wished, and there were many, could now attend the hops and see something of the senti- mental side of cadet life, but to many others the boon of rest and sleep was the greatest that could be offered. The drills and the heat and the never ending guard duty caused most 17 of us to make the best of such periods of rest as could be secured. In the shade of a tent on a hot afternoon we would be seeking such rest as the flies would permit, when the cry "Lemo" would create a scramble for the pail in which some energetic member had mixed lemonade. Towards the end of camp was the day the second class men returned from furlough. They arrived at the landing by boat and when they got to the top of the hill saw the first class and our class stretched in a long line just outside of camp. Quickly they formed a similar line and the two rushed together. There were wild greetings, smashing of hats, kicking of grips, and then all of us returned to camp together. This is another old custom that was stopped towards the end of our time. It may have been subversive of discipline, but it surely promoted good fellowship, and the welcome the second class got took the edge off their regrets at having to return from furlough. On returning to barracks our studies were resumed, this time with Higher Mathematics, French, Drawing. Also our first instruction in riding was started. This alternated with drawing on the sleepy afternoons right after dinner. There was quite a contrast between the two. A few of us yearlings were fortunate enough to obtain a few days' leave at Christmas-time. The successful ones had to be without demerits, and not overdrawn on check book account at the cadet commissary. The leave was only for three or four days, but it was a foretaste of the joys that were soon to come during our furlough. The January examinations were passed, with a few more losses of membership, and finally came the Hundredth Night with its entertainment and the reading of the Howitzer, the only cadet paper, which made its annual appearance at this time. It was now but one hundred days to June, and June meant the beginning of a two and a half months' furlough, our first real freedom for two years. How long those hundred days seemed in passing. Each night we would mark one off, 18 but the end seemed no nearer. Even now your historian can hear the deep bass voice of "Toady" Kniskern exclaiming in the stillness that followed taps: "My Lord, will furlough never come?" But time will pass, and furlough did come. It all seems very, very long ago now, but the joys of our first real liberty are still fresh in the memory. June came with its graduation drills and exercises, after which we donned our "cits" and were off, actually off. Most of us went by boat to New York, where we had a class dinner, and where we had toasts, real toasts, that were drunk in something else besides water or lemonade. Our liberty was new, we hardly knew what to do with it at first, and the memory of our recent grind at our studies still hung over us like a pall. We shook it off by toasting everything we could think of — even drinking death and destruction to dear old "Windy" Elliot's toast of "an oblique plane inter- secting the ground line at an angle of forty-five degrees." For the time we were free and we went our several ways to our homes to be entertained and eulogized, and to learn what wonderful fellows we were, and to get a glimmer, just a glimmer, of the fact that there were other worlds besides ours, and other people and other interests of which West Point was but a thing apart. Long as the time took in passing before June arrived, it surely made up by fast speeding during our furlough. Never before did time pass so quickly. It was over all too soon, and we were once more climbing the hill from the landing. The other cadets were lined up to welcome us, and we lined up accordingly and rushed to meet them. The most hearty greeting of all was for "Bobby" Williams, who had been given the hardest punishment that a cadet could receive: poor Bobby had been deprived of his furlough and compelled to remain in camp all summer. The greatest event of cadet life was now over. Once again we donned the grey and settled back into the routine. 19 ;-l,^aH!Manpr!ir*--- We returned to barracks as second class men and took up our new studies. This year we had a mathematical course in Natural and Experimental Philosophy, a course in Chemistry, Mineralogy and Geology, a course in Tactics, and a continuation to com- pletion of our course in Drawing, even to an attempted acquir- ing of the art of painting. Our drills continued whenever weather permitted and sometimes when it didn't. We rode and w^e fenced, and during the winter months we danced. A portion of the band was detailed every afternoon to the danc- ing academy, and there by dancing with each other we acquired the necessary skill for the next summer's hops. Occasionally we listened to lectures on Philosophy or on Chemistry, but most of the time it was the same old grind as before, inter- spersed with efforts to bugle it and with forced recitations. "Eddie" Jones soon acquired a great reputation as chemist by frequent transfers to and from the lowest section or "Immortals." The instructor of the Immortals was "Billy" Patterson of the Artillery. Eddie cultivated a most irritating manner towards Patterson, just enough to make him sore and not enough to give him any advantage. Eddie would pretend that he was trying to bugle it; Patterson would force him to recite, and then Eddie would repeat verbatim the words of the book to the uttermost detail. Once iii Mineralogy, Eddie had a tray of specimens to determine what each one was. He had succeeded with all but one, and with that one had been trying every method that he knew, including heating it as much as possible with the blowpipe. He gave every appear- ance of trying to bugle it. The end of the hour was approach- ing and Patterson said : "Now, Mr. Jones, we will hear from you. Have you found out what all those specimens are?" "Yes, sir," said Eddie, "all but that one," pointing to the one that he had just been heating with the blowpipe. "Ah," said Patterson, "and what do you suppose that one is?" picking it up and dropping it on the floor with an exclamation of pain. 20 "That's hot, lieutenant," drawled Eddie after the con- fusion was over. Patterson was human; can we wonder that he was sore at Eddie? The fortunate ones had their short Christmas leave, and all of us pegged away at our tasks until the end of the year. With June and the graduating exercises we became first class men and went into our first class camp. We were now at the top of the heap. The senior cadet officers, captains, lieutenants, quartermaster and adjutant were selected from among us. We were given much greater liberty in camp and during certain quite liberal hours could go in and out of camp as we pleased. The cadet officers could even cross the sentinels' posts at will — an inestimable privilege. While we had plenty of drills, they were of a more inter- esting kind. We drilled with the sea-coast gims, with the light battery, with the ponton train, and as cavalry members of the class being detailed to act as officers for these drills. On the Fourth of July we had a celebration that included the reading of the Declaration of Independence and an oration by Patrick in his best style. To this ceremony we marched, with all cadet officers in ranks and under the command of members of the class who were privates, but had been selected by us as officers for this special occasion. Then we were allowed the use of the boats belonging to the ponton outfit at times when we were not otherwise engaged, and were permitted to row where we pleased on the river. How pleasant some of those innocent little jaunts seem to us as we look back upon them. We rowed and went in swimming and got back in time for our other duties. There was no case in which this privilege was abused. It was during our first class camp that the death of General Grant occurred. For the only time during our four years at the Academy did the Battalion of Cadets leave the post, and then it was simply to ferry over to Garrisons across the river to reverse arms as the train bearing the body of the 21 l^tffiHHSFKSr*--" great commander passed us on its way to New York. It was a link that connected us with the past, and small as was our part, it is one that we will always remember. It will ever be a source of regret to us that the Battalion was not permitted to go to New York to take part in the official ceremonies that accompanied the laying to rest of the Academy's greatest graduate. First class camp was finally over and barracks and studies came again. This last year we had Engineering, both civil and military; a course in Constitutional, International and Military Law; a short course in Spanish; and last but not least a short course in History. During the previous year, the only real split that ever happened in the class was started. A wide gulf opened between members of the class of radically different views. There was no hard feeling about it, no bitterness, no unkind words, nothing that destroyed our real unity on all other matters. This split became more pronounced during our first class year. The class became divided into those who devoted themselves to the entertainment of the fair sex at hops and those who belonged to the unique organization known as the Bachelors' Club. This latter organization made a point of holding its meet- ings only when a hop was actually in progress. This was done to render it physically impossible for anyone to attend both. The meeting of the Bachelors' Club took place in the room of some member who could safely stand a few demerits for "odor of tobacco smoke in quarters" or "grease spots on floor." There were smoking and eating and swapping of yarns, and just enough of mystery to challenge the attention and pique the curiosity of the fair sex — at least that is what the members of the club encouraged themselves to think. The revenues of the club, which were needed for these entertain- ments, were derived mainly from fines imposed on members who had from time to time fallen from grace and shown themselves in the hop room. 22 It is a curious commentary on all this that the members of the Bachelors' Club were among the first of the class to get married, and further that the three members of the class who have today arrived at the dignified status of grand- fathers were shining lights among the membership of the club. Our first class year wore its slow way along. A few fortunate ones obtained a short Christmas leave. The Hun- dredth Night entertainment came with its Howitzer, Our Howitzer, and graduation loomed close at hand. Mark Twain visited the post at about this time and gave one of his readings. Afterwards he visited us informally in the barracks and left a most delightful impression. It was at about this time too that, under the energetic instigation of Wiley Bean, some of our friends secured the passage by Congress of the law that permitted graduates for whom there were no immediate vacancies to be appointed additional second lieutenants. This saved a number of our members from an enforced return to civil life upon graduat- ing and has been of similar benefit to many succeeding classes. It has been of great benefit to the service also, as it preserved for the Army a number of graduates needed for its subse- quent increase in size, and who would otherwise have become unavailable. At last with a rush came our final examinations, our final drills and our graduation, where each of us in turn stepped to the front and received his hard-earned diploma. It was over. We were cadets no longer, and we soon had our effects packed and had left the Academy for our long journey into the outside world. Looking back at the old days, it is the pleasant things that stand out most prominently. The long, hard grind does not now seem as severe as it was. It does seem, though, as if we had always been marching. At reveille we rose and rushed into ranks for a roll-call. Then half an hour was given us to clean up our rooms and fall in ranks again to march to breakfast. After breakfast we 23 i£^;! marched back to barracks, then we fell into ranks again shortly afterwards and marched to recitation, then marched back again, and then marched to another recitation and marched back. Then we marched to dinner and after dinner marched back again to barracks. Then we marched again either to another recitation or to the riding hall, and after that marched back once more. Then after a short interval we fell into ranks again for drill, where we had continuous marching for an hour. After this we marched once more to and from parade, and after that we marched to supper and marched back. They let us alone then for a while until taps, when most of us marched in to bed, and, the force of habit being strong, we occasionally marched in our sleep. Of course, this was all to the good, it gave us the march- ing habit as a sort of second nature. We became so used to it that we could easily execute the most complicated maneu- vers and yet all the time have our minds on something else — on furlough or graduation. As marchers we became practi- cally automatic, though it is stated that in all our marching Chauncey Baker was never once in step. We all remember our final ride to New York on the boat and our class supper at Delmonico's. Can we not still see "General" Walcutt in the balcony attempting to deliver an oration, and succeeding in making most eloquent gestures but not being able to make himself heard? Then we can remember Wiley Bean's heartfelt eulogy of John Pershing and Sam Reber's attempt to dance on the table while several others were trying to tip it over. Also Joe Byron's unsuc- cessful but very earnest effort to make one of the staid old waiters laugh. And Bobby Hirst with Oscar Freeland's hat about his ears, indignantly demanding that his diploma and sword be returned to him from the check room. And so it all fades away. It is finished and has become a memory, and a pleasanter and pleasanter memory as time continues to pass. It is not likely that any of us would wish to go through it all again, but at that none of us regret having 24 had the training, for it is a great asset, one that we covet for our children and our children's children, and the brotherly friendships that we there made have become a part of our lives. Nowhere else could they have been formed, and no friendship in after-years can become stronger. Peter Traub in his recollections of West Point in our day and his comparison with it today has paid many well- deserved tributes to the professors and instructors that we knew, so much so that it seems unnecessary for them to be mentioned here, but it would be a grave omission to neglect to refer to oin* Superintendent, General Merritt, and our Commandant, General Hasbrouck. They were both excel- lent disciplinarians and stern and strict soldiers. Often as cadets we chafed imder restraints that they put upon us, but as we look back we can see more clearly that their motives were always the right ones, that they had at heart not only the good of the Academy and its magnificent traditions, but the good of each and every one of us. They have both recently passed to the great beyond and have carried with them not only the respect but the love of every member of '86. Nor would any record of our life at the Academy, however brief, be complete without reference to "General" Spurgin, who won his complimentary title from the cadets by reason of his exceptional efficiency in conducting their commissary. At a later time it was the privilege and pleasiu'e of your historian to be with him when he received telegraphic information of his appointment as Brigadier General and to congratulate him most sincerely on his cadet title having really come true. Since graduation the history of the class has become the history of its individual members. Some have left the service and done well. Sixteen out of oia- total of seventy-seven have passed to their reward. Those remaining in the service today have all advanced to the grade of Major or higher. Their records are such that we can well afford to be proud of each 25 fas^mammmammm^KmrnmammaaK^msaausmmmm and all. They are fit standard-bearers of the honor of the Academy, and they will be so to the end. The years have passed since graduation, twenty-five of them — a generation. This country of ours has grown and con- tinues to grow. It has become a World Power and there is more need than ever for wise counsels in its administration. With the great increase in the Army the members of '86 are beginning to take a more and more important part in its management, and during the active years that yet remain to us the spirit of '86, that same old spirit of unity, will make itself increasingly felt. That it will be on the wise and right side in all questions is undoubted. It would be impossible to conceive otherwise. It was meet that the class should get together to cele- brate the twenty-fifth anniversary of graduation. During the years that have passed there have been as many minor gather- ings as occasion offered. The historian remembers one in New York City about 1888, and another at Chicago in 1893, and one at Fort Des Moines in 1905, when a number of us took our Thankgiving dinner with Shonnie ; in fact it is pretty safe to state that there has usually been a celebration of some sort whenever any two of the class have met, and that there has always been one whenever three or more have come together. But our twenty-fifth anniversary reunion at West Point was special in that it marked our entrance into the ranks of "old" graduates. We may be the plebes among these old graduates as yet, but we are among them. We have crossed the divide and can no longer plead youth and inexperience as an excuse for any shortcomings. This twenty-fifth anniversary reunion, thanks to the energetic work of Andrews and Peter Traub, was most suc- cessful and enjoyable. Out of the sixty-one surviving mem- bers of the class we mustered twenty, and this in spite of the large number that could not possiblj^ come owing to being in the Philippines, or in Texas with the Maneuver 26 Division, or by reason of duties that could not be neglected. We were assigned to the nineteenth division of cadet barracks, which in itself was something of a shock in view of the fact that there had been but eight divisions altogether in our day. We saw parade and guard mount and graduation, and best of all we had a short informal meeting at the old library with the sons of members of the class who were then cadets. There were eight of them: Lewis, Nance, Rees, Newcomer, McMahon, Byron, Elliott and McRae. Then we had a banquet in one of the rooms in the new officers' mess, and every one of the twenty present made a speech and "reminisced." The Class of '91 was having a twentieth anniversary reunion in an adjoining room and we exchanged greetings with them frequently ; but when we actu- ally broke up in the small hours of the morning, the Class of '91 was nowhere to be found. The twenty members of '80 that were present were: Andrews, Chauncey Baker, Byron, Carter, Claj^ton, Darrow, Hay, Hirst, Keene, Lasseigne, Lewis, Lyman, Mclntyre, McMahon, Newcomer, Reber, Riche, Stewart, Traub and Williams. The meeting was so enjoyable that it was determined to hold a similar one at West Point at the end of each five-year period hereafter. We took all the flowers from the banquet table and next morning arranged them lovingly on Teddy Godfrey's grave where he sleeps his last sleep in the West Point Cemetery amid its beautiful and heroic surroundings. Looking back at our life at the Academy it seems that the things that stand out most prominently in the memory are all connected more or less with periods of liberty. Our life there seems to have been very confining, and therefore things of this kind, being out of the ordinary, made the deeper impression. It has often seemed that there was too much confinement and that more freedom, within reasonable limits, would have been better. Of course, such a change would bring disadvantages in other directions, and on the whole might not make for good. The true test of the system is in 27 \ the character of men that it turns out. We must judge a school by its graduates. With this as a standard, the West Point of the old days must always be at the top. An inspec- tion of the records of its graduates in Cullum's Register, both in the military service and elsewhere, will show that the school stands second to none, and that those whose lives have been moulded by its great traditions have worthily borne its motto: "DUTY, HONOR, COUNTRY." C. S. R. 28 West Point, 1886-1911 THE West Point of today is outwardly a vastly different West Point from what it was when we graduated. Its development has kept step with the changes wrought by the progress of the country, and has been especially rapid since the beginning of the second century of its existence. Duty, Honor, Country, are the ideals of the teachings of the Military Academy. In our time the paths that led to their fulfillment were very straight and extremely narrow, but cor- respondingly deep; but these ideals are none the less attained at the present day by the fact that those same paths have wherever possible been made wider, less rugged, and more agreeable. This change is apparent everywhere, but nowhere more strikingly than in the matter of athletics. In our day we once in a while had a baseball nine whose efforts were jeered at by the dozen or more classmates led by curiosity and pro- spective fun to the "plain." The stride in advance to the pres- ent-day games and recreations of the whole corps is immense and exhilarating. Is there a graduate however old, nay, is there any Army officer, whose pulse does not beat quicker as he waits at the ticker in any old out-of-the-way station to hear the result of the football games with Yale, Harvard, and princi- pally with Annapolis ? Will anybody say that the sight of two old professors dancing up and down the green in each other's arms after a touchdown by the Army, isn't a humanizing influ- ence that makes for esprit de corps? Not only in football, but in basketball, hockey, baseball, fencing and track events the change has been most beneficial and has had a most impor- tant influence in maintaining the discipline of the corps. What a difference between the days of Eddie Farrow in the basement of the old Academic Building, trying to make us turn somersaults, and the present training and instruction 29 liilMIMIIIilillllilllllllllilllillllllllil under the efficient Captain Koehler in one of the finest and best- equipped gymnasiums in the world! What a difference be- tween our fencing-master, Old Lorenz, chewing his snuff bean and making us individually "Come i de God," and the present Mr. Vauthier with his successful science that makes the cadets the peers, yes, the superiors as a rule, of any amateur fencers in this country! Xot that Old Lorenz could not personally have kept Mr. Vauthier on the move, but that the former could not teach others to do so, while the latter can and does. And this matter of teaching is one of the main improvements at the Academy. In our day we were given a lesson, and when we recited the instructor tried to find out what we didn't know and mark us on that, with the result that fifty per cent, of the class fell by the wayside. But nowadays there is real instruc- tion, in addition to the individual effort required of the cadet. The old days of "bugling it" have pretty well disappeared. "Running detail," while still in vogue and will continue to be so as long as cadets are human, has in one department at least become an impossibility. "The Plain" is really West Point. It has changed con- siderably in the last few years, but the changes have only begun. The old cavalry plain has ceased to exist. Where for many years the "charge" from the hotel hedge down to the library used to make the hearts of even the Board of Visitors flutter, all has been grassed over and converted into an athletic field. The big rock in the shade of whose trees the "boms" (a word unheard of today) used to sit and wait for the drill to end, was blasted away years ago. Execution Hollow, which Wesley Merritt partly filled in by leveling the Wood Monument hill near the Ordnance La- boratory, and which act called forth the sarcastic remark of the post-mistress. Miss Berard, "Young Colonels and old land- marks," is now being filled up entirely as a dump, and at its north end becomes the site of a two-mortar battery. The Cadet Encampment now occupies the whole of the Fort Clinton site. Kosciusko's monument, however, still 30 f^ep&Ttdr. \S V. S r POINT NEW Y R K ISRa WEST POINT, 1886 i wimmamrnHmmmmmummmmmm iHiiMmiiinniniiMi««MiBiimTiiiimri stands on the spot that marked the bastion at the east end. The old Fort Clinton ditch where so many sentinels found a temporary bed, Rotten Row, Fifth Avenue, are only memories now. But thej^ still kick up a fuss once in a while, though nevermore by rushing across No. 4 to welcome back the fur- lough men. Last summer some instructors were detailed to do night duty in camp and so help out the "tacs," — the cadets promptly called them the "Cascaret tacs," because they worked while the youngsters slept. One place at West Point has not changed, — the Hotel. Same old house, same glorious view up the river by day or night, same waiters, same food, same single bathroom, same complaints. Yet, if things are done as laid down, the days of even this old caravansary are numbered, and ere long the spirit of our old friend Craney in his high-crowned derby will take its stand with the other ghosts of the past and contemplate the site where once he held sway over the Saturday and Sunday fate of many a departed cadet. Professors' Row from the Old Barracks clear to the Super- intendent's quarters has been encroached upon by the new cadet barracks and the new gjminasium. If ever a new barrack has to be built it will probably complete the conquest of Professors' Row and the cadets will eventually have elbowed the officers off the plain that they once considered their own sacred ground. This process shows the relative impor- tance the cadet has assumed at the Point. They are pretty nearly it. They occupy the centre of the stage while the officers are relegated to the wings. The siege, mortar, and sea-coast batteries are in the same location as formerly but are supplied with modern guns and materiel, except for one or two old-timers at the water's edge. Battery Schofield, of two six-inch disappearing guns, has been erected below the siege and mortar batteries, while back on the crest towers the Battle Monument, dedicated in 1897 to the officers and men of the regular army that laid down their lives during the Civil War. 32 The Phil Academy, where dear old Pete Michie used to size us up before we even recited to him once and bring us out where he decided we belonged, has gone the way of old Equa- tion A. Can't you hear Ezra Fuller's: "What doos the work, Mr. Potter, what doos the work?" As you sit in the northwest corner of the present renovated library and get into the proper contemplative mood you can fancy you hear Old Pete's laugh as he starts the wheels of his solar system revolving through space, and his efforts disprove the fact that "action and reaction are equal, contrary, and simultaneous." There have been few stronger characters at West Point than Peter S. Michie. He brought the Academy before the outside world and made his influence felt at home and abroad. He was a staunch old Scotchman — we loved him, although the joke was always on us^ — and we revere his memory. When our summons comes we can feel sure that if "Pete" has anything to say about it, he'll recommend for us at least a two to help us through the pearly gates. The old librarian that used to have time to burn and that used to turn over every page of every book turned in by any cadet and skin us for dog's-ears and pencil-marks, has long since folded his tent and in his silent wake has stridden the colossus who has made of the library a mighty intellectual stimulus not only for the Military Academy, but for the Army. By wise foresight the Old Cadet Chapel, where in brush and pen we were taught that "Righteousness exalteth a nation, but sin is a reproach to any people," has been carefully removed to the beautiful and enlarged cemetery, re-erected in a repaired condition, and greets the eye of the returning graduate as a hallowed blessing. Old Chapel! Old Postle! Can we ever forget our Saturday morning plebe lectures in the chapel on Ethics? Bill Davis pacing up and down the aisle to keep the peace and see that we made notes ? Postle leaning forward, resting both hands, backing dow^n on the rail and asking wdth a sickly smile: "Is Mr. Twiggs here?" Can we ever forget Postle's return from France with the "piece of humanity that preached till 12:23"? 33 WEST POINT, 1911 Old Postle! Old Chapel! Teddy Godfrey! Poor little Teddy, in his brave sleep near by, must surely murmur at times the refrain : "For he tried to find Teddy Godfree." The new Cadet Chapel is really a cathedral on the hill back of the Cadet Commissary, now called the Cadet Store. There the cadet choir still pipes a piercing, halting song, and the "femmes" as usual come to admire the grey setting and are content to catch an occasional verse from the great book. Ned McEnany is still doing business at the old stand and has developed into a great football enthusiast. Mr. Ward is quite feeble now, but still "tholemly th wears" the cadets as of old, except that now it is done ceremoniously in the presence of the lined-up corps of cadets under arms. The reservation which early last century stopped at the present old barracks and library has gradually advanced south — to the old South Gate in our day, and finally to the first houses of Highland Falls. In addition to acquiring the Kins- ley and other property by purchase, the Government acquired by gift from Mrs. Russell Sage and Miss Anna Warner, Con- stitution Island for the U. S. M. A., forever. Fort Put and all the old Revolutionary redoubts and bat- tery emplacements have been restored or their sites marked, so that it is now possible to walk in the hills and understand what one is gazing at. This marking and partial restoration has also been done around Flirtation Walk; and old connoisseurs will be glad to know that the "walk" has not been touched by improvement but left as nature made it. The only place where the old spot has been marred is at Battery Knox, where the bachelor officers' quarters stand athwart the parapet. Kosci- usko's garden is unchanged, and Dade's monument (now called by the cadets "The Early Bird") stands in front of Cullum Hall, the fine memorial building that has taken the place of No. 1, the Mess Hall, and Schofield Hall for cadets' and officers' hops. Further to the south stands the Officers' Mess, 35 tammammmm^mam the most sought after building on the Point, in any old kind of weather, but principally in hot or cold. No longer are the cavalry "boms" seen crossing the plain to go to stables. The cavalry and artillery detachments occupy barracks and stables that called forth Lord Kitchener's enthusiastic comments. The new cavalry and field artillery drill plain is nearly three times the size of the old one and is located adjoining Highland Falls. No longer do the cadets ride old plugs with bare razorbacks in the morning, and try to kill those same animals in artillery harness in the afternoon. No longer do they fire the ear-splitting brass Napoleons. Everything in materiel and equipment, in stock and appliance is a credit to the modern institution. The riding hall where Jake Augur and Goober Brown used to try and teach our Massachusetts classmates "to stick on" while letting go of the pommel, is gone and in its place stands now, half done, a riding hall that is to be second to none. Lusk Dam and Reservoir, completed in 1895 and making a beauty spot in the rugged hills back of the Observatory; the forty-four sets of officers' quarters added between the old South Gate and Highland Falls, and between Professors' Row and the cemetery; the large power plant; the fine new roads from the station to the South End, and from Highland Falls to the old South Gate, these are some of the improvements in comfort and utility. The Academic Building where we used to fess regidarly has been replaced by a noble edifice. But almost all the old, familiar faces are gone. Sammy still nervously twitches his fingers diu'ing his lectures as he answers with a weary smile the question of some bonehead. But the faithful Slicter no longer moves the tubes in the wa}^ of the professor for fear an experiment will be forgotten — things still go off and explosions take place and are explained after the event with — "Oh, I meant to call your attention to the flask." Slicter has, however, lived through it all and always has a cheery salu- tation for us middle-aged youngsters who happen along while 36 he wipes the engineering section-room boards. "If I put this drop of priissic acid on my tongue what will happen?" says Sammy. Don't we all remember the words of the text as sleepy Jones, E. N., answers: " 'Twould kill a dog, sir." Can we ever forget Corp Brooks and Laddy-da as the latter lifted up a specimen of iron "pie-rites" that the former had just heated at the blowpipe? Or of Wyatt's "Don't cher tasteit, Mr. Procter?" Life has been spared to us a quarter of a century, but "on this we still insist, that the time we spent in drawing, it always will be missed." No longer does the Noizet front call forth groans and lamentations from the flyspecks — the ravelin has been given "h — 1" for good; but we doubt not that the mental exercise of getting us safely through enabled Goethals to build the Panama Canal assisted by the "newborn joy" of our own days. The Department of Drawing must be spoken of now as that of "military graphics and topographical ethics," or words to that effect. The ghost of Shady Read still strolls through our dreams, stops, taps a shoulder, and whispers: "Come along, I'll wash it out." Poppy Curtis with his law book filled with cases and cita- tions is no longer here to help the cadets "while away a half hour while they must hustle through the rest of the lesson." Comly and Bruff have made way for other but no better men, — for better men do not exist. Poppy Andrews was a fine soldier, scholar, and gentle- man, but when he made us bone "Quiso dar algunos pasos" in our first Spanish lesson he showed too much confidence in our ability as linguists. Possibly this confidence was engendered by the fine progress we have made under Old Death Williams' and Scriven's fine Parisian interpretation of Keetel's Grammar and Reader, but I rather think it must have been confidence inspired by the mathematical training that Professor Bass had given us in Davies' Legendre when he used to come into the section-room and soothe some of us into unconsciousness by the 37 iNa#.7«rsiiiteS!i!;sK!ei>i4!q;»»S£a^^ mere rolling back and forth of that ivory-headed pencil. I note that Bass is the only man whom quite naturally I address as Professor. We deemed him cold-blooded as cadets, and he was; but when you got through his hands safe and sound it was about equivalent to giving you the sheepskin. I got to know him well in after-life and I found him a warm-hearted, charm- ing, level-headed gentleman. The Military Academy lost one of the ablest men it has ever had when Edgar W. Bass with- drew from its active service. May he live long and prosper, and be assured that he has the respect and esteem of each and every member of the Class of '86 that survived the ordeal of fire he subjected us to. Our innocent pleasures of a walk to the old South Gate and to the cemetery, with a spring stroll to Battery Knox for the purpose of easing our overcharged hearts and minds, would hardly please the sophisticated youth of the present cen- tury — they must have excitement all the time, winter and sum- mer. Imagine how hilarious to them would have seemed the one trip we took away from West Point in August, 1885, on the ferryboat to Garrison to present arms as the remains of General Grant were slowly borne by train through the station. Imagine this as an occasion to be remembered by kids who take yearly trips to Gettysburg, to Watervliet, to Sandy Hook, to the Metropolitan, to the Navy game at Philadelphia, to Horse Shows, Tournaments, etc., etc. Do they appreciate their bless- ings? Well, we're old fogies and they don't take us seriously. The Mess Hall where Old Spurg did such wonders to- wards appeasing our appetites with good dishes as well as with Sammy, Whale and Hand apples, has been enlarged, improved and kept up with the times by his successors ; so that, although it may be the scene of a "silence" now and then, there are as few kicks from finicky cadets as we gave it during our four years' grind. One misses the cheering slope of green to the east where stood Custer's monument with the Little Big Horn Yellow- hair Chief standing at bay with drawn sabre and pistol. Where 38 once was the greensward and path that marked our cadet limits, towards the station there now stands probably the most impos- ing of the new buildings, the Administration or Headquarters. Immediately adjoining it to the north there stands now vacant and silent what was to us for four long years the embodi- ment of the U. S. M. A., the place where ruled from his iron throne the mighty Wesley. There comes once again dear old Wiley Bean leaving "his presence" on the run, with flushed face and drooping head; old Windy Elliot too, and even Simon Slick, are flabbergasted. Can't you hear the "pain and morti- fication" with which he soaked us to light prison, the area, or con, showing that it hurt him more than it did us even though "not in the same place"? Can't you hear the growl of anguish as some of the boys are caught with Mr. Kinsley's green goods, or as some long stray shot by an unskilled stone-thrower breaks a window and brings down deep damnation as a destroyer of government property? Old Wesley! Yes, dear old Wesley! Simplicity, stern- ness, severity marked our four years with you, but you earned in addition to our fear our respect, our admiration; and now when you are but a memory, you have our love! You used a hard hand in forming our characters! But when we reflect that we owe everything that we can call success to the discipline and teachings of our Alma Mater and failure to the neglect to apply those teachings, then, Wesley Merritt, we give you, our peerless soldier superintendent, your just reward. This win- ter, at night, by the light of lanterns in the frozen, snow-covered ground we laid him to rest in the hills where he too was formed, and for great deeds. "O eloquent, just and mighty Death," peace to the ashes of this dashing leader of men! Within a few days after Merritt's burial our beloved Com- mandant, Harry Hasbrouck, the very best type of the real soldier and gentleman, followed him to the grave. How often have we fondly watched him, with his slight limp and the old- time salute as he brought his right hand opposite the right shoulder before dropping it to the side. We have loved the 39 t«2».vJf,sSiitt!^:'jife.i£=.^i«^-!¥*!*^ red stripe ever since, for he was the embodiment of all it should be. With his bushy brows and kindly heart, how often by his advice and admonition did he save us from having to beard the lion in his den? Only he could tell. Wesley and the Com made a brace of soldiers and disci- plinarians hard to equal and never to beat. General Hasbrouck, after retirement, lived in Newburgh and frequently came to West Point. He was always what he had been, and what he was when he became endeared to us. Would to heaven such men could be spared to the Army for- ever to serve as an inspiration to the youngsters and mould their esjmt de corjjs. He was the Bayard of the American Army : ''His bones are dust, His good sword rust; His soul is with the saints, we trust." We cannot forget the Ordnance Metcalfe, those princes amongst men, Ned Casey and Oscar J. Brown, nor Homer the "Coprolite." If thoughts can wing their flights to their pres- ent abode, they know that they have left memories behind them, memories far more touching than cold obituaries have told. But a truce to these sad thoughts. I hear the West Point Band. The Corps is on parade. They stretch out in six com- panies and almost twice the strength of our day. They do not know the delights of the "carry arms" at review, nor the youth- ful effect of the "turn-over" collar and the jaunty French cap we used to sport. Otherwise they are the same young, manly fellows. I know them well. I have had a hand in teaching every mother's son for years and I am proud of it. Some ' names amongst them have a very familiar ring — sons of class- mates and of other Army officers. Knowing them as I do, I take off my hat to them as they swing by with the old cadet snap, feeling sure that the corps of cadets continues to maintain its high standard of duty and honor, and will give a satisfactory 40 return to the country, not only in time of trial, but in time of peace as well, for the fostering care lavished upon it by a grateful and generous people. P. E. T. West Point, N. Y., May, 1911. 41 ■EiSa,^»sKieslS^cSffSli«g*sr*2»iS^^ Roll of the Glass of '86, U. S. M. A. Alphabetically Arranged l£H^?;^3!e%^f'^£&^'^£;r4«l Major, 7th Infantry. Station: Fort William McKinley, Philippine Islands. War and Field Service: Sioux Indian campaign, South Dakota, 1890-91; Philippine insurrection, 1899 — battles of Zapote River, June 13, 1899, San Fernando, August 9, 1899, Angeles, August 16, 1899, and various minor engage- ments in and around San Fernando and Angeles. Volunteer Service: Major, 7th Illinois Infantry, July 8 to October 20, 1898; Thoroughfare, Virginia, and Middle- town, Pennsylvania. Special Duty: In charge of Apache prisoners of war at Mount Vernon Barracks, Alabama, and Fort Sill, Okla- homa, 1894-9.5; Quartermaster and Commissar}^, 12th Infan- try; Quartermaster and Commissary, loth Infantry; Quarter- master by detail, 31st Infantry, October, 1908. Personal History: Born June 13, 1862, Orange, Schuyler County, New York. Married Cora Hendrick, Hornby, New York, June 30, 1886. Children: Cora Reta Ballon, born January 10, 1888, San Antonio, Texas (Ran- dolph-Macon Women's College) ; Julia Bertha Ballon, born February 14, 1891, Hornby, New York (Randolph-Macon Women's College) ; Senn Ballon, born March 28, 1899, Hornby, New York; Alice Mildred Ballon, born January 22, 1903, El Paso, Texas. .51 iialurrtt l|tU larnitm INIajor of Cavalry. Station: Camp McGrath, Philip- pine Islands. War and Field Service: Campaign of Santiago, 1898. Wounded at San Juan Hill, July 2, 1898. Special Duty: Adjutant, 10th Cavalry, 189.5-99; Quartermaster, 8th Cavalry, 1903-06; Aide-de-Camp to Major General J. F. Weston, 1906-09; Adjutant, 8th Cavalry, July 1, 1910. Personal History: Born September 3, 1863, Syracuse, New York. Married ^Martha S. ^I. Maginness, October 24, 1889, New Albany, Indiana. Children: Frances Maginness Barnum, born July 25, 1890, Fort Clark, Texas; married to 1st Lieutenant Frank E. Davis, 7th Cavalry, at Camp ^NIc- Grath, Philippine Islands, on March 8, 1911. Malvern Hill Barnum, Jr., born May 25, 1905, at Fort McKinley, Philip- pine Islands. 53 Milliam If^^bn^r l^an Major, Subsistence Department, U. S. A. Died March 17, 1904; Aged 44. Bean entered the Academy with the class in June, 1882, and soon gave evidence of the qualities which later on made him one of its prominent men. Full of energy and push, and at the same time unselfish and generous to a degree, he was always the man to whom the class tin*ned when something important had to be done. It was by his efforts that the bill authorizing the appointment of additional second lieutenants was passed, and many an officer now in the Army owes his commission to Bean's devoted work. On graduation he was assigned to the 2nd Cavalry, and at the conclusion of his leave he joined that regiment at the Presidio. Here he served three happy years and then was sent East for special duty with the National Guard of Pennsylvania. He went to San Carlos, Arizona, early in 1891, and later took command of the Apache Scouts at Fort Apache. While he was on this duty, the writer, together with Chaimcey Baker, had occasion to visit that post; and we shall never forget the delight of Bean, caused by the fact that we were followed everywhere in the garrison by an Apache Indian in full regalia — detailed for that particular job by Bean. Bean had named the Indian "Sukey Mott," because, as he well said, that name was too good to be lost. The two following years he spent in Arizona, at one time commanding the escort to the Boundary Commis- sion, and also engaged in the pursuit of the renegade Apache, "The Kid." He was promoted 1st Lieutenant, 8th Cavalry, October 5, 1892, and was transferred to his old regiment December 5th of the same year. The four years from 1894 54 to 1898 he spent in garrison duty at Fort Wingate, X. M. On the outbreak of the war he accompanied his regiment to Tampa, and spent the next ten months in the various camps in the South. He served as Regimental Quartermaster from June 18, 1898, to March 15, 1899, and as Regimental Commis- sar}^ from April 15, 1899, until July 31st of the same year. While in Cuba with his regiment he was appointed a cap- tain in the Subsistence Department, July 31, 1899. After a short tour in Washington he joined the China Expedition and served as Depot Commissary at Tongku, China, from Septem- ber 13, 1900, to November 7th of the same year. He returned to the United States in December and during the next two years served as Purchasing Commissary at various times at Chicago, St. Louis and Kansas City. From the last named place he went to Omaha as Chief Commissary, Department of the Missouri, having been promoted to the grade of major in July, 1901. In March, 1904, he received orders for duty in the Philippines, and on the day of his departure, March 17th, he died from a self-inflicted wound. No one who knew Bean well will believe that he was in his right mind when he committed this act. For a long while after the sudden death of his father Bean was subject to fits of acute melancholia, and there is no doubt that a recurrence of one of these attacks ended his life. Peace to his ashes! A loyal friend, a devoted husband, an efficient officer, his friends will not soon forget him. J. E. McM. 55 ICumn CIrattt l^rrg Lieutenant Colonel, Field Artillery, unassigned. Sta- tion : Camp INIaneuver Division, San Antonio, Texas. War and Field Service: Porto Rican campaign, action near Yanco, July 26, 1898. Philippine Islands, 1900- 1901, various small affairs. Volunteer Sp:rvice: Captain, A. A. G. Volunteers, May, 1898, to JNIay, 1899. Expedition to Porto Rico. Personal History: Born November 29, 1863, Corning, New York. Married Emily JNIinier, October 28, 1886, Elmira, New York. Children : Marilla Stanton Berry, born June 2, 1887, Fort Preble, Maine; Olive Elizabeth Berry, born January 5, 1889, Fort Snelling, Minnesota; Emily Minier Berry, born April 12, 1891, Fort INIcHenry, Maryland; Lucien S. S. Berry, born February 14, 1893, West Point, New York; Lucy Berry, born December 4, 1895, West Point, New York; Helen Berry, born January 6, 1897, Fort Mc- Henry, Maryland. Married children: Marilla Stanton Berry; married Lieutenant T. N. Brown, 27th Infantry, December 21, 1907, at Fort Sam Houston, Texas. Residence, Monterey, California. 57 HB iEiuiarJj Olranatnn Irooka No photograph obtainable Resigned May 2, 1905. Address and civil history un- known. The following data are taken from Cullum's Register: 2nd Lieutenant, 8th Cavalry, July 1, 1886. Served: on frontier duty at San Antonio, Texas, Sep- tember 30, 1886, to October 21, 1887; Fort Davis, Texas, to May 17, 1888; and on the march to and at Fort Yates, North Dakota, to — . Military History: Served: At Fort Yates, North Dakota (in the field in South Dakota, in campaign against hostile Sioux Indians, December 14, 1890, to January 30, 1891), to November 21, 1891; Professor of Military Science and Tactics at the Delaware College, Newark, Delaware, December 3, 1891, to January 27, 1893, and at Girard Col- lege, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, January 28, 1893. First Lieutenant of Cavalry, 6th Cavahy, March 8, 1893, to Decem- ber 6, 1895; on leave to January 17, 1896; garrison duty at Fort Myer, Virginia, to April 19, 1898; with regiment at Camp Thomas, Georgia, and at Tampa, Florida (Regimental Adjutant, June 1 to August 6, 1898), to June 14, 1898; in the campaign against Santiago and in Cuba to August, 1898, being engaged in the battle of San Juan, July 1-3, and in the campaign against Santiago, Cuba, to July 17, 1898. Captain and Assistant Adjutant General, U. S. Volun- teers, September 17, 1898; on duty as Assistant Adjutant General, U. S. troops, Santiago, Cuba, August 7 to October 2, 1898; on duty as Assistant Engineer, and various other local duties, at Santiago, Cuba, to March 27, 1899; on sick leave to May 24, 1899; Aide-de-Camp to Brigadier General Wood, U. S. Volunteers, May 1, 1899; honorably discharged from Volunteer service May 12, 1899; Major, 46th U. S. Volunteer Infantry, August 17, 1899 (declined), to April 20, 1900, being also Assistant Adjutant General, Department of Santiago, Cuba, September 28 to December 30, 1899; Auditor of the Island of Cuba, April 20, 1900, to — . 59 Joa^pl^ OIIjarbH Ijjron Address : Hagerstown, Maryland. Resigned from service December 15, 1902. War and Field Service : Pine Ridge campaign, April, 1890, to March, 1891. Aide on staff of General Schwan during Porto Rican campaign. Wounded in action at Mayaguez, Porto Rico, September 10, 1898. On transport service December, 1898, to June, 1899. In Philippines December, 1899, to April, 1900; in China April, 1900, to December, 1901. Stations: Hong Kong, Taku, Tientsin, Pekin. Volunteer Service: Major, Quartermaster, in China during China Relief Expedition, 1900. Civil Life: Resigned December 15, 1902, while on duty at Schuylkill Arsenal, Philadelphia. Entered leather business at Williamsport, Maryland. Member of firm W. D. B3a'on & Sons. Personal History : Born November 2, 1860, at Buffalo, New York. Married Jennie F. Wilson, Fort Meade, South Dakota, October 8, 1889. Children: Elsie Byron, born Octo- ber 31, 1890, Fort Meade, South Dakota; Joseph W. Byron, born June 3, 1892, Fort Meade, South Dakota (U. S. JNIilitary Academy) ; William D. Byron, born June 15, 1896, Danville, Virginia (now attending Phillips Exeter Academy) ; David W. Byron, born October 17, 1906, Hagerstown, Maryland. 61 HtUtam iJ^amn ©amp Late 2ni) Lieutenant, 17th U. S. Infantry. Died at Napa, California, December 12, 1907; Aged 44. As the writer was beginning this obituary of dear old "Bill File," the mail brought in the collection of songs that were evolved from the lyric geniuses of '86 during first class camp and the long winter months of the homestretch. If any- thing were needed to bring back the memoiy of this quaint and many-sided character, surely the little poem, "The Last Ban- quette," would do it. From the dedication to his old friend and roommate Chauncey, to the visions of the graduation dinner in the end, we can recall the memory of the strange and lova- ble character that, as a first classman, chose a cold and cheerless cockloft room "for the sake of the view" and who never let an opportunity slip to do a kindly act for a classmate. Camp was the son of the Rev. C. W. Camp, D.D., and was born in Waukesha, Wisconsin. He received his early education at the Union School and Carroll College, and later entered the State University at Madison. He took the com- petitive examination for a cadetship at West Point and entered the Academy in June, 1882. During the four years he passed on the Hudson he was always a noted character in the Corps — forever finding some new and unheard-of thing to do, and at the same time keeping the respect and affection of his class- mates to a remarkable degree. On graduation he was assigned to the 17th Infantry and joined in the following fall at Fort Bridger, Wyoming. Here he passed the next three years and here he was married in 1888 to Roberta Hamilton, the young- est daughter of the late Judge William Carter. In the follow- 62 ing year Camp resigned and settled on a fruit ranch near Napa, California. Here he planned to make scientific viticulture his life work; but another whim must have seized him, for when next his classmates heard of him it was as an employe of the railway mail service. He spent ten j^ears at this work, probably find- ing in it the change of scene and surroundings apparently so necessary to his restless spirit. He resigned in 1905 and went back to the ranch, and then began a strange life of long trips on foot, accompanied by his wife, over the State of California, interspersed with periods of manual labor under- taken, not from necessit}^ but from a keen desire to learn the inner life of the laborers in some particular trade. While engaged in this kind of work at the Mare Island Xavy Yard, he returned one day in December, 1907, to his little shack on the Napa ranch, complaining of being ill. It was difficult to get a doctor, and when the latter arrived the ptomaine poison- ing had done its work. Alone with his loving wife, on Decem- ber 12, 1907, poor old Bill File passed away. It was a sad "last banquet" for him and a dreary ending to a promising career; but who of us can say that he himself was not glad to find at least rest from "life's fitful fever"? J. E. McM. (>:i ■™^H!w;;5»«:»^ff.-^'C?..5fcr5Swas*S5««es»m Major of Cavalry, General Staff Corps. Station: Washington, D. C, War Department. House address: 1836 Calvert Street. War and Field Service: In the field in Indian Terri- tory, 1886-87; Garza campaign, Mexican border, 1891-93; Mindanao campaigns, 1903-05. Volunteer Service: Captain of Porto Rico regiment of infantry, March 1, 1900, to February 2, 1901. Special Duty: College duty, Norwich University, Northfield, Vermont, 1890-91; recruiting service, 1893-94-99; muster-out of Volunteers, 1898-99; member of War Depart- ment General Staff since June 20, 1909. Personal History: Born April 12, 1863, St. Francois County, Missouri. Married Flora Deshler King, daughter of late Captain Albert D. King, 3rd Cavalry, October 6, 1891, Lancaster, Ohio. Children: Clara Mcllvaine Carter, born 1892, died 1905; Betty Landon Carter, born 1902; Mary Allan Carter, born 1906. 65 ■ffia- j^w wa»adi •fi!Sfci!«fei:*S!S5a£S«S?C3am-t«E^^ l^rlram ©rarg Ollagtnn Major, Quartermaster Department. Station: West Point. Volunteer Service: Mustered in U. S. service as Cap- tain, Troop C, Xew York Volunteers; May 20, 1898; served through the Porto Rican campaign, taking part in action at Coamo, August 9, and in skirmishes in Aidonito Pass, August 9 to 12, 1898. National Guard: 1st Lieutenant and Adjutant, 13th Regiment National Guard, New York; captain same regiment, iSlay 12, 1890, to July 17, 1893; jNIajor and Engineer, 2nd Bri- gade, to December 16, 1895 — on this latter date elected Cap- tain to Troop C, which he had organized in Brooklyn and which was that day mustered into state service; Colonel, 14th Regiment National Guard, New York, June, 1899, to April 17, 1901. Special Duty: Arrived Philippines, June, 1901, as Transport Quartermaster, U. S. transport "Lawton"; con- tinued in inter-island transport service about nine months. During that time visited over fifty different points in the islands, landing troops and supplies in Samar during the Luk- ban troubles, stopping at various other parts where operations were more or less active. Civil Life: Resigned April 30, 1888. Re-entered service April 17, 1901. In business in Brooklyn, New York, during that time. Served as member of Fifty-sixth L^. S. Con- gress from Fourth New York District, 1899-1901. Personal History: Born October 19, 1862, at Clayton, Alabama. First married Louise jNI. Brasher, of Brooklyn, New York, June 12, 1887. Second wife, Mary D. Watson, of New Orleans, Louisiana, September 2, 1907. Children: William Brasher Clayton, born April 7, 1888; Bertram Tracy Clayton, Jr., born June 25, 1895 (Riverside Military Acad- emy, Gainesville, Georgia). Married children: William B. Clayton; married Claude Hill McKenzie, November 12, 1910, at New York City. 67 ■e3»^^3^^^^i2fia3i^^^Ei5^in^i#t!^^si^£igi^iit^ Strliarb €latbortt^ Olroxton Major, 20th Infantry. Station: Cuartel de Espana, Manila, Philippine Islands, but expects to retire on thirty years' service and go to M^ork September 1, 1912. Volunteer Service: Lieutenant Colonel commanding 6th Virginia Volunteers (Negro infantry, two battalions), July 30, 1898, to February 19, 1899. War and Field Service: Second Sulu expedition under General Wood, 1903. (Killed a few Moros.) Personal History: Born January 24, 1864, at Tappa- hannock, Virginia. Married Mrs. C. deC. Kittson, daughter of General Constant Williams, U. S. Army, now retired, Feb- ruaiy 19, 1902, at New York. Children: Two stepchildren, Norman W. and Lucile Kittson. 69 «BSB'»«KdS!^rSKSn;d{4cj:*i«f=S£S?S^^ Malt^r Ntrtjnlas Paw iarrom Address: St. Augustine, Florida. National Guard: Served in Ohio National Guard as Captain of Light Battery, Lieutenant Colonel of Infantry, and Colonel of Artillery from December 21, 1891, to April 20, 1897. Brigadier General and Chief of Lngineers on staff of Governor Xash of Ohio, 1900-04. War and Field Service : Field service with troops dur- ing a mining strike in Ohio during 1894. Civil Life: Resigned October 26, 1891. In realty business and real estate agent, Columbus, Ohio, for fifteen years ; Trustee, Ohio Medical Universit}" ; Director, Park Loan and Savings Company; Trustee, W. A. Neil Estate, etc. In no active business at this time, Jaimary 1, 1911, except as trustee or administrator of several estates. Personal History: Born February 18, 1863, at Rochester, New York. Married Mary Neil, at Columbus, Ohio, September 23, 1890. 71 l6L3at»«3fiSgr.^!g?2tES?5«WKS^^ Lieutenant Colonel, Deputy Commissary General. Sta- tion: St. Louis, Missouri. War and Field Service : Chief Commissary, 2nd Divi- sion, 8th Corps, November, 1899, to March, 1900; Chief Com- missary, General J. H. Smith's Brigade, from the beginning of the campaign to the surrender. Volunteer Service: Colonel, Commissary of Subsist- ence (Act of July 7, 1898), July, 1898, to March, 1899; Major, Commissary of Subsistence, U. S. Volunteers, April 18, 1899, to December 18, 1900; Washington, D. C, Chicago, Philippine Islands. Special Duty: Assistant Purchasing Agent, Isthmian Canal Commission; Assistant Purchasing Agent, Panama Railroad, February, 1909, to January, 1911. Personal History: Born October 9, 1862, Buffalo, New York. Married Mary E. Wilson, June 17, 1890, Wash- ington, D. C. Children: Albert Wilson Davis, born Febru- ary 23, 1892, Washington, D. C; Lamont Davis, born Febru- ary 12, 1895, Washington, D. C; George Burwell Davis, II, born March 8, 1900, Washington, D. C. 73 HM (Bmv^t ^tttfn i^atjnn Lieutenant Colonel, Medical Corps. Station: Hot Springs, Arkansas. War and Field Service : Participated in Maloliis cam- paign, March, 1899, and served in trenches around Manila, April and May, 1899, as surgeon of 4th Infantry. Volunteer Service: Major Surgeon, 11th U. S. Vol- unteer Cavalry, August 10, 1899, to March 14, 1900. Major Surgeon, U. S. Volunteers, March 14, 1901, to February 1, 1903. Special Duty: Commanding Officer, Army and Navy General Hospital, since October 12, 1907- Civii, Life : Resigned as 2nd Lieutenant, 23rd Infantry, March 21, 1890; appointed 1st Lieutenant, Assistant Surgeon, U. S. Army, May 5, 1892. Personal History: Born August 5, 1864, at Brookline, Massachusetts. Married Susie H. Copeland, Fall River, Massachusetts, July 7, 1886. Children: Marjorie Deshon, born April 14, 1888, Fort Wayne, Michigan (Smith College, 1909) ; Percy Deshon, born July 12, 1889, Somerset, Massa- chusetts (Dartmouth College, 1911). 7r) Mmts Homa irm^n Address: Bardstown, Kentucky. War and Fiei-d Service: Sioux campaign, 1890-91. Volunteer Service : Tendered services for Spanish War, but was not accepted. Nationai. Guard: Declined rank for Adjutant Gen- eral. Civil Life: Resigned April 1, 1894. Connected with various business and industrial enterprises. Personal History: Born July 18, 1861, near Buffalo, Kentucky. Married Virginia Megeath, Omaha, Nebraska, June 12, 1889. Children: Margaret Druien, born Novem- ber 23, 1891, Fort D. A. Russell, Wyoming ( Vassar College) ; Mildred Megeath, born May 9, 1894, Fort D. A. Russell, Wyoming. 77 (^tar^tMmnh iunran Major, 2nd Infantry. Station: Fort Thomas, Ken- tucky; April, 1911, at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas, taking special course of instruction for ten weeks. Field Officers' Course. Regiment sailed JMarch 5, 1911, for station at Scho- field Barracks, Island of Oahu. War and Field Service: Service in Cuba, Porto Rico, and Philippines before conclusion of treaty of peace with Spain. Probably the only officer who had this experience. In Philippines during insurrection. Nine years' Philippine service. To date less than three years' service in the States since we went to war with Spain. Special Duty: Major, Philippine Scouts, from Febru- ary 28, 1905, to July 19, 1909. Acting chief of Scouts' Staff, Commanding General's division, Philippines, last eighteen months of this service. Personal History: Born October 10, 1861, Lexington, Kentucky. Married Mary Kercheval, of Virginia, October 23, 1895, at Coeur d'Alene, Idaho. Children: Henry T. Diui- can, born July 24, 1903, Manila, Philippine Islands. ts^?iEi^^^^^!mi;^SHr^$^££^^!^g.';^gssr:^;gse&'UNTEER Service: Captain and Assistant Adjutant General, May 12, 1898, to June 13, 1899; served as Adjutant General of Infantry and Cavalry Brigades and as Adjutant General, Department of Puerto Principe, Cuba; at Tampa, Huntsville, and in Cuba, Major, 31st Infantry, U. S. Volun- teers, July 5, 1899, to June 18, 1901; service in Philippine Islands, on Island of Mindanao. Special Duty: Instructor, U. S. Military Academy; Aide-de-Camp to Major General A. McD. McCook, U. S. Army; Acting Chief Signal Officer, and Inspector S. A. Prac- tice and Chief Ordnance Officer, Department of Colorado; member of Board for Preparation of Drill Regiments for Rapid-fire Field Guns ; member and President, Field Artillery Board; member and President, Field Artillery Examining Board; General Staff. Personal History: Born December 8, 1860, Buffalo, New York. Married Caroline Pugsley Bache, May 12, 1888, Fort Riley, Kansas. Children: Caroline Bache McMahon, born February 17, 1889, Fort Adams, Rhode Island; John Eugene McMahon, Jr., born September 11, 1890, West Point, New York (cadet, third class, U. S. jNIilitary Academy) ; Esther Dallas McMahon, born March 26, 1893, Pasadena, California; Dallas Bache McMahon, born December 5, 1895, Fort McHenry, Indiana (died at Fort Ethan Allen, May 24, 1903). 145 Jam^a ^tnv^ MMnt Major, 13th Infantry. Station: Washington, D. C; on duty at Army War College since June 15, 1910. War and Field Service: In Santiago campaign as Adjutant, 3rd Infantry, and as Assistant Adjutant General, 1st Brigade, Bote's Provisional Division; in Philippine cam- paign, with 3rd Infantry in the field, from March, 1899, to March, 1902 — in command of a battalion for most of the time. Personal History: Born December 24, 1863, Lumber City, Georgia. Married Florence Stouch, daughter of the late Lieutenant Colonel George W. H. Stouch, December 14, 1887, at Fort Shaw, Montana. Children: Donald JNIarion McRae, born November 18, 1892, at Fort Snelling, Minnesota (member of the present fourth class. West Point, Xew York) ; Dorothy McRae, born April 5, 1894, at Fort Snelling, Min- nesota; Mildred JNIcRae, born December 17, 1900, at Manila, Philippine Islands. 147 No photograph obtainable Resigned July 3, 1894. Address and civil history un- known. The following data are taken from Cullum's Register: 2nd Lieutenant, 15th Infantry, July 1, 1886. Served on frontier duty at Fort Buford, North Dakota, October 2, 1886. Military History: Served: as 2nd Lieutenant, loth Infantry, at Fort Sheridan, Illinois, from August 14, 1890, to October 30, 1893; in charge of Indian prisoners captured at Wounded Knee from January 27 to March 22, 1891; in com- mand of camp at Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, August, 1893. 1st Lieutenant of Infantry, 15th Infantry, October 30, 1893; transferred to 2nd Infantry December 13, 1893; served at Fort Omaha, Nebraska, until July 5, 1894. 149 ©lyarl^H Sliomaa iHrnoI^^r Major, 1st Field Artillery. Station: Manila, Philip- pine Islands. Volunteer Service : Served as Aide to Brigadier Gen- eral of Volunteers in the 2nd, 4th, 5th, 7th and 8th Corps dur- ing war with Spain, but had no volunteer rank. Special Duty: Served as Adjutant General, Separate Brigade Provost Guard, Manila, Philippine Islands, and as Adjutant General to the Provost Marshal General, Manila, from June 20, 1899, to July 1, 1901; General Staff from its organization to June 1, 1907; Provost Marshal, Army of Cuban Pacification, October 9 to November 27, 1906. Personal History: Born March 20, 1862, Johnstown, Pennsylvania. Married Xannie Wilhelmina Pearson, daugh- ter of army officer, October 10, 1889, at Presidio, San Fran- cisco, California. Children: Charles Clifford Menoher, born February 19, 1891, at Governors Island, Xew York; Pearson Menoher, born Xovember 14, 1892, Fortress JMonroe, Vir- ginia (enters West Point, June, 1911); Darrow Menoher, born January 30, 1896, St. Augustine, Florida; William Menoher, born August 31, 1910, Columbus Barracks, Ohio. 151 B'^marli Matt 2nd Lieutenant, 10th U. S. Cavalry. Killed by an Apache Indian, March 11, 1887; Aged 26. None of us will forget the shock of the news that Mott had been killed at San Carlos by an Apache Indian, only a few short months after he joined his regiment. He entered the Academy with the Class of '85, but joined us in July, 1882, and was graduated with us in June, 1886. He was commis- sioned as additional 2nd Lieutenant, 6th Cavalry, but a week later obtained his vacancy as 2nd Lieutenant in the 10th Cavalry. At the end of his graduation leave he joined his regiment at San Carlos, Arizona, where the Apaches that had made so much trouble in past years were collected under charge of the troops. A number of these Indians had been detailed to construct a large irrigating ditch, and Mott was one of the officers in charge of the work. During its progress he had occasion to discipline an Indian, and the latter's son apparently resented the punishment dealt out to his father. While Mott was engaged in directing some particular work the boy drew a revolver and shot Mott, who, being unarmed, attempted to escape. The boy shot again, and this time the bullet penetrated the kidney. On the same afternoon Mott passed away, conscious to the last and facing death cour- ageously. It is the custom, when writing of the dead, to say nothing but good, but in writing of Mott's death it seems impossible to say the right thing. Who among us does not remember him as the gentle-mannered, generous companion, always ready 152 with a joke, always eager to do some kindly act? There was nothing brilliant about him; but one thinks of him always as a true and steadfast friend, as a classmate in the real sense of the word. J. E. McM. 153 ®I|nma0 l^ntbg Matt Lieutenant Colonel, 4th Field Artiller3\ Station: Amer- ican Embassy, Paris. War and Field Service: Campaign ending in taking of Manila from the Spaniards, August 13, 1898. Volunteer Service: Captain and Assistant Adjutant General, May 12, 1898; Major and Assistant Adjutant Gen- eral, November 10, 1898. Honorable discharge, June 13, 1899. Special Duty: Aide-de-Camp to JNIajor General Wes- ley Merritt; Military Attache at Paris; Military Attache at St. Petersburg during Russo-Japanese War; Adjutant Gen- eral, Department of Havana, for first six months of American occupation of Cuba. Personal History: Born Leesburg, Virginia, 1865. Major of Cavalry. Station: Zamboanga, Philippine Islands. Campaign and Field Service: China Relief Expedi- tion (as 1st Lieutenant, 6th Cavalry, Acting Regimental Adjutant). Special Duty: Secretary of the Moro Province since March 26, 1910. Personal History: Born May 25, 1864, Liberty, Illi- nois. Married Maie Rowand, October 25, 1887, Barry, Illi- nois. Children: Curtis Iloppin Nance, born August 12, 1888, at Barry, Illinois (Hitchcock Military Academy, San Rafael, California; University of California; U. S. Military Academy, present status, cadet, first class, the first son of '86 to graduate from the Academy) ; Edith Gray Nance, born October 23, 1905, at Berkeley, California. 157 Lieutenant Colonel, Corps of Engineers, U. S. Army. Station: 5816 Rippey Street, Pittsburg, Pennsylvania. Personal History: Born Upton, Franklin County, Pennsylvania. Married Rebecca Elizabeth Kosier, December 29, 1886, Byron, Illinois. Children: Harry Sidney New- comer, born October 16, 1887, Willets Point, New York Har- bor (University of Wisconsin) ; Francis Kosier Newcomer, born September 14, 1889, Byron, Illinois (U. S. ^lilitary Academy, Class of 1913) ; David Albert Newcomer, born March 29, 1899, Memphis, Tennessee. 159 Mmt& iEug^n? Nnlan 1st Lieutenant, 4th U. S. Cavalry. Died December 5, 1898; Aged 38. In the opinion of the writer, dear old "Paddy" Nolan's career at the Academy offers the best proof that a man is judged there solely by what he is and what he makes of him- self. Of humble origin and with only slight educational advantages, he grew day by day in his classmates' respect and affection, and by his rugged honesty of character won a high place in the opinion of all who came in contact with him. On graduation he was assigned to the 4th Cavalry, and in October joined his regiment in Arizona. The next four years he spent in hard and rough work in the territory, scouting much of the time and spending little time in garrison. In May, 1890, he accompanied his regiment to the Presidio, San Francisco, and at this station he passed the next eight years, being absent on detached service for considerable periods of time at the different National Parks in the State. He was promoted 1st Lieutenant, 10th Cavalry, July 26, 1893, and was transferred to his old regiment on September 10, 1894. He was made Regimental Quartermaster June 5, 1898. Early in December of the same year he was taken ill with pneu- monia and died after a short illness on December 5, 1898. The following regimental order w^as published at his death : Headquarters 4th U. S. Cavalry, Presidio of San Francisco, Cal., December 8, 1898. General Orders, No. 9. It becomes the painful duty of the Regimental Com- mander to announce the death of 1st Lieutenant James E. 160 Nolan, Quartermaster of the Regiment, at the Presidio of San Francisco, California, of pneumonia, on the 5th instant. In the death of Lieutenant Nolan the Regiment has lost one of its most efficient, zealous and dearly-beloved officers; his host of friends, a loyal and generous-hearted conu-ade; his children, a devoted and affectionate father; and his grief- stricken wife, a happy, true, noble and loving husband. Lieutenant Nolan's devotion to duty; his punctuality in executing, without question, without hesitation, with the fullest measure of obedience and with the most intelligent compre- hension, not only the letter, but also the spirit, of the orders of his superiors; his executive ability and his successful command of those placed under his charge and leadership, characterized him as a most exemplary soldier, both in instinct and in action. Through his sympathetic nature, his pure integrity, and his high moral worth, he will live forever in the hearts of those he has left behind. To his bereaved famih^ the officers of the Regiment unite in expressing their most heartfelt sympathy and condolence. The officers of the Regiment will wear the usual badge of mourning for the period of thirty days. By order of Lieutenant Colonel Wagner : Floyd W. Harris, 1st Lieutenant and Adjutant, 4th Cavalry. Headquarters 4th Cavalry, Fort Meade, South Dakota, November 15, 1910. The foregoing is a true copy. (Sgd.) James S. Parker, Captain and Adjutant, 4th Cavalry. J. E. McM. IGl Mn&an Hatij^ma patrtrk Lieutenant Colonel, Corps of Engineers. Station: Nor- folk, Virginia. War and Field Service : Chief Engineer Officer, Army of Cuban Pacification, in Cuba, 1907-09. Personal History: Born December 13, 1863, Lewis- burg, West Virginia. Married Grace Webster Cooley, No- vember 11, 1902, at Plainfield, New Jersey. Children: Bream Cooley Patrick, three years old. 163 Jultufi Augustus J^^ttu Major, 12th U. S. Infantry. Station: Fort William McKinley, Rizal Province, Philippine Islands. War and Field Service: Expedition in New Mexico after runaway Jicirrilla Indians, September-October, 1886; expedition in Xew jNIexico after runaway Mescalero Apaches, August, 1887; in the Philippines, General Lawton's Northern Expedition, October-Xovember, 1899; with General ]Mc- Arthin*'s advance on Dagupan, Bautista to Dagupan, Xoveni- ber, 1899; with General S. B. M. Young's Expedition, Xorth- ern Luzon, Xovember-December, 1899, rescuing over 2000 Spanish officers and soldiers and Lieutenant J. C. Gilmore, U. S. Xavy, and twenty-five other Americans from the insur- gents; in actions Tanguadan Mountain, December 4-5, 1899, Bandi, December 8, Banna Canyon, December 9, Gaset, De- cember 16, and rescue of Gilmore, December 18, 1899; took part in suppressing outbreak in Ilocos, Xorte Province, April, 1900. Volunteer Service: Captain and Assistant Quarter- master, U. S. Volunteers, May 12 to Xovember 30, 1898 5 Quartermaster of General Hawkins' Provisional Brigade; Quartermaster, 1st Division, 7th Army Corps; Quartermaster, 1st Brigade, Provisional Division, oth Corps; Quartermaster, 3rd Division, 4th Corps, at Tampa, Florida, to July 10, 1898; Quartermaster in charge loading transports. Port Tampa, to July 26, 1898; Major, 34th U. S. Infantry Volunteers, July .5, 1899, to April 17, 1901; Major Penn's battalion of the 34th U. S. Infantry Volunteers, organized at Fort Logan, Colorado, and composed of men from Arizona, Xew Mexico, and Colo- rado; it arrived at ^Manila, October 11, 1899, the first battalion of U. S. Volunteers organized in the United States to arrive at Manila, and served with great credit in the subsequent cam- paigns. Special Duty : With troops opening new lands in Okla- homa to settlement, 1889-91-92; on quartermaster and com- 165 missaiy duties and in charge pack trains, Bannock Expedition, 1895; with regiment, strike troubles, Butte, Montana, 1894; in addition to regimental duties was military instructor, Omaha High School, 1893-96; Quartermaster, 2nd Infantry, June, 1896, to July, 1897; Adjutant, 2nd Infantry, July, 1897, to May, 1898; Assistant Instructor Tactics, U. S. Military Acad- emy, October, 1898, to July, 1899; Acting Inspector General, 5th District, Northern Luzon, September, 1900, to February, 1901 ; commanding battalion 7th Infantry, Samar troubles, March, 1902; Adjutant General, 6th Separate Brigade, Samar and Leyte, April to June, 1902; Adjutant, 7th Infantry, Sep- tember, 1903, to November 17, 1904; Captain and Aide-de- Camp to Major General Henry C. Corbin, November 17, 1904, to April 24, 1906; Inspector, Small Arms Practice, Philippine Division, 1904-06; Lieutenant Colonel and Military Secretary to Lieutenant General Corbin, April 24, 1906, to September 15, 1906; Captain, General Staff, September 17, 1906, to August 10, 1909; Chief of Staff to Brigadier General Wint, commanding base of operations, Newport News, Vir- ginia, October, 1906; Assistant Instructor, Army War Col- lege, 1906-07; Inspecting Military Schools and Colleges, April, May, 1907, 1908, 1909; Acting Adjutant General, Department of Luzon, April-May, 1910; Acting Adjutant General, Fort McKinley, Philippine Islands, May-June, 1910. Personal History: Born February 19, 1865, Mattoon, Coles County, Illinois. 166 Brigadier General. Station: Zamboanga, Philippine Islands. (Commanding Department of Mindanao and Gov- ernor of the Moro Province.) War and Field Service: In field as 2nd Lieutenant, 6th Cavalry, with squadron under Captain Kendall in pur- suit of Geronimo's band of Apaches, October, 1886; on many small scouts and expeditions in New Mexico and Arizona, 1886-90; participated in Sioux campaign. South Dakota, 1890- 91 ; in field commanding company of Sioux scouts. Pine Ridge, January- August, 1891 ; in field in Montana and Idaho as 1st Lieutenant commanding Troop D, 10th Cavalry; rounded up and deported to Canada 600 renegade Kree Indians, June- August, 1896; with 10th Cavalry in Santiago campaign, as 1st Lieutenant and Regimental Quartermaster, May- August, 1898; participated in battle of San Juan Hill and subsequent siege of Santiago; Adjutant General imder General Kobbe in the campaign of Northern JNIindanao, December, 1900, to March, 1901 ; in field commanding numerous expeditions against hostile Moros around Lake Lanao, Mindanao, April, 1902, to May, 1903; with mixed commands composed of all arms, varying in strength from a battalion to a brigade; prin- cipal battles — Lake Butig, September, 1902; JNIaciu, Septem- ber, 1902; Bacolod and Calahui, April, 1903; Taraca River, May, 1903; marched around Lake Lanao with continuous fighting, May, 1903. Special Duty: Acting Aide to General Miles, Decem- ber, 1896, to June, 1897; Instructor of Tactics, West Point, June, 1897, to April, 1898; Chief of Bureau of Insular Af- fairs, August, 1898, to September, 1899; General Staff, August, 1903, to September, 1906; Military Attache, Tokyo, Japan, March, 1905, to September, 1906; with General Kuroki's army in Manchuria, March-September, 1905. Volunteer Service: Major and Chief Ordnance Offi- cer, August, 1898, to May, 1899; Major and Assistant Adju- 169 tant General, June, 1899, to June, 1901 ; Adjutant General, Department of Mindanao and Jolo, until June 30, 1901. National Guard: Commandant of Cadets, State Uni- versity, Lincoln, Nebraska, 1891-95; Colonel and Aide-de- Camp on Staff of Governor Crounce of Nebraska, 1893-95. Personal History: Born September 13, 1860, Laclede, Linn Count\% Missouri. Married at Washington, D. C, to Helen Frances Warren, of Cheyenne, Wyoming, January 26, 1905. Children: Helen Elizabeth Pershing, born at Tokyo, Japan, September 8, 1906; Anne Pershing, born at Camp John Hay, Benguet Province, Philippine Islands, March 25, 1908; Francis Warren Pershing, born at Cheyenne, Wyo- ming, June 24, 1909. rro (flolmU? iHntt irtttt 2xD Lieutenant, 8th U. S. Infantry. Died December 30, 1890; Aged 2.5. All that is known of Pettit's career can be said in a few words. Owing to the loss of the records of the regiment in which he served, no information could be obtained of him dur- ing the four years that elapsed between his graduation and death. He joined the 8th Infantry on October 1, 1886, and remained with it until he died, December 30, 1890. His class- mates will remember him as almost the babe of his class; indeed, he had hardly reached to man's estate when death called him away. Everybody liked the good-looking boy who tried to be wicked like a real grown-up man and who could never be anj^thing but attractive, in spite of his efforts to be bad. Peace to his ashes, cut off in the flower of his youth! J. E. McM. 173 Major, 22nd Infantiy, Station: Fort Sam Houston, Texas. War and Field Service: Campaign in Porto Rico, 1898, and Philippine insurrection, 1899-1902; in actions at Guanica, Porto Rico, July 25, Hormigueros, Porto Rico, Aug- ust 10, 1898, Guin-Tabuan, Negros, Philippine Islands, Octo- ber 1, 1899; engaged in numerous minor expeditions in Phil- ippine Islands, 1899-1902; on field service in Samar, Philip- pine Islands, May to December, 1905. Special Duty: Distinguished graduate. Infantry and Cavalry School, 1893; with Bureau of Information at Tampa and Key West, Florida, Santiago de Cuba, and Porto Rico, May, June and July, 1898. Instructor, Department of Mod- ern Languages, U. S. Military Academy, 1903-05; Army War College, 1909. Personal History: Born June 22, 1863, Center, Ala- bama. Married Addie Johnson Carleton, June 20, 1888, Salem, Massachusetts. Children: Katharine Hale Poore, born July 25, 1889, Fort Sully, South Dakota; Priscilla Carle- ton Poore, born February 4, 1896, Fort Thomas, Kentucky; Adelaide Carleton Poore, born December 29, 1899, Fort Sam Houston, Texas. Married children : Katharine Hale Poore ; married 2nd Lieutenant Joseph O. Mauborgne, 6th Infantry (now 1st Lieutenant, 3rd Infantry), at Missoula, Montana, December 3, 1907; now residing at Fort Leavenworth, Kan- sas. Grandchildren: Joseph O. Mauborgne, Jr., born Octo- ber 22, 1908, at Fort Missoula, Montana. 175 Lieutenant Colonel, Corps of Engineers. Station: St. Louis, Missouri. War and Field Service: In action in and around Manila and Iloilo; bearer of dispatches and representative of General Otis between Manila and the troops in Iloilo, Cebu, and Jolo. Volunteer Service: Lieutenant Colonel and Chief Engineer, 8th Army Corps, from June 24, 1898, to September 2, 1899; service with 8th Army Corps at Manila in Spanish War and Philippine insurrection with Generals Merritt and Otis. Special Duty: Engineer, 3rd Lighthouse District, foiu' years, 1906-10; in charge of manufacturing establishment of the liighthouse Service; Auditor Philippine Islands, 1898- 1899. Personal History: Born January 24, 1864, Lisbon Falls, Maine. Married Mrs. Sophie H. Xichols, February 15, 1905, Montgomery, Alabama. Children: One stepchild, Caralisa Nichols, born June 19, 1892. ]77 Uobrrt (^nhn Jrortor 2xD Lieutenant, U. S. A., Retired. Died May 10, 1891; Aged 32. Proctor's obituary must needs be a brief one, for hardly had he begun his career in the Army than the disease which had threatened him so long took serious hold and he was forced to return to his home, there to await the last simmions. On graduation he was commissioned as 2nd Lieutenant, 5th Artil- lery, and he served with that regiment until JNIarch, 1887, when he was forced to take a sick leave, which lasted imtil his death, INIay 10, 1891. This period was passed at his home in Aubin'u, Kentucky, where he quietly awaited the call of the white plague that had shattered his life. So far removed was he from his old associations in the Army that his existence had apparently been forgotten by the War Department; for, strange to say, his retirement bore date of June 15, 1891, nearly a month after he had obeyed the order of a higher power. We all remember Proctor as the quiet, conscientious cadet who at times inciuTcd the enmity of his companions by his strict ideas of duty and his Puritanical sense of the respon- sibility of a cadet officer ; but now after twenty-five years, when our heads have grown wiser and grayer, who can say that our dead comrade was not honest in his conception of his duty and loyal to the best traditions of the Academy? We all remem- ber how patiently he bore the jokes that were sometimes played upon him; just as patiently as he later bore the long years of illness and faced death at the last, when.it came at the very outset of his career. J. E. McM. 179 •amu^l ^^tbn Major, Signal Corps. Station: Headquarters Depart- ment of the East, Governors Island, New York. War and Field Service: In field against Apaches, 1887; Porto Rican campaign, 1898; actions — landing at Giianica and Aibonito. Volunteer Service: Major and Assistant Adjutant General, May 12 to June 4, 1898; Major, Signal Officer, June 4 to Juh^ 27, 1898; Lieutenant Colonel, Chief Signal Officer, July 27, 1898, to April 17, 1899; Captain, Signal Officer, April 17, 1899, to July 1, 1900; Cuba and Porto Rico. Special Duty: Intercontinental Railway Commission in Central America, 1891 to 1892; Johns Hopkins University, 1892 to 1894; Electrical Jury, World's Fair, Chicago, 1893; Pan-American Exposition, Buffalo, 1901, and Columbian Ex- position, St. Louis, 1904; Military Secretary to the Com- manding General of the Army, 1901 to 1903; General Staff, 1903 to 1907. Personal History: Born October 16, 1864, St. Louis, Missouri. Married Cecila S. Miles, January 10, 1900, Wash- ington, D. C. Children: Miles Reber, born March 27, 1902, Washington, D. C; Samuel Reber, Jr., born July 15, 1903, Easthampton, New York. 181 liieutenant Colonel, Corps of Kngineers. Station: — Army War College, Washington, D. C. Under orders to proceed to San Antonio, Texas, as Chief Engineer of Division. War and Field Sj^kvice: Santiago, 1898. Special Duty: Santiago campaign, 1898, and with Army of Cuhan Pacification, 1907- Personal History: Born October 18, 1863, Honghton, Michigan. Children: Thomas H. Rees, Jr., born 1892 (cadet, U. S. Military Academy) ; Dorothy Rees, born 1893; Helen Rees, born 1897; Frances Rees, born 1900; Margaret Rees, born 1901. 183 Lieutenant Colonel, Corps of Engineers. Station: Detroit, jNIichigan. Volunteer Service: Colonel, 1st U. S. Volunteer In- fantry, May 20, 1898, to October 28, 1898. Special Duty: Mainlj^ on river and harbor and forti- fication work; consulting engineer for the city of Galveston in raising the grade of the city for protection against hurri- canes. Personal History: Born July 19, 1864, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Children: Swift Riche, born June 22, 1890, Detroit, Michigan (entered United States Xaval Academy June, 1910) ; Weir Riche, born March 27, 1892, Detroit, JNIich- igan (now at Naval Academy Preparatory School, Annapolis, ^Nlarjdand ) . I8.S Amna llan^arii i'ljatturk Major, 25th Infantry. Station: Fort George Wright, Sjjokane, Washington. War and Field Service: Philippine Islands, July, 1899, to July, 1902. Special Duty: Regimental Quartermaster, 25th Infan- try, 1894-98 (Lieutenant), also 1901-05 (Captain); detailed Quartermaster on dutj^ in office of Quartermaster General, 1908-08; on special duty at Tampa, Florida, December, 1908, to April, 1909, as Assistant Quartermaster, receiving and dis- tributing animals and transportation incident to return to the United States of Army of Cuban Pacification; Construct- ing Quartermaster, Fort Missoula, ^lontana, July, 1909, to December, 1910. Personal History: Born August 11, 1869, Manchester, Xew Hampshire. ^larried Susan W. Cogswell, daughter of Major Milton Cogswell, U. S. Army, at Plainfield, New Jersey, August 21, 1894. Children: Amos Blanchard Shat- tuck, Jr., born Xovember 25, 1896, Fort Missoula, Montana; Susan Lane Shattuck, born September 27, 1898, Plainfield, New Jersey; Milton Cogswell Shattuck, born March 23, 1901. Manila, Philippine Islands. 187 Major (Infantry), Paymaster. Station: Headquar- ters Department of California, San Francisco, California. War and Field Service: In field, camp observation, Cheyenne River, South Dakota, April, 1890, to August, 1890; served in Philippines, March 10, 1899, to December 24, 1901, as Adjutant General of Brigade and District and Separate Brigade; recommended for brevet as JNIajor, U. S. Army, for services in action near Papaya, Luzon, June 10, 1900. Special Duty: On duty at Baker University as Profes- sor of Military Science, March 20, 1894, to March 20, 1898; iVide-de-Camp to Brigadier General Robert H. Hall, 1898; Acting Assistant Adjutant General, General Hall's Brigade, 4th Corps, 1898; Acting Assistant Adjutant General, Farra- ton's Brigade, 8th Corps, 1899-1901; Adjutant, 4th Infantry, June 26, 1903, to December lo, 190.5; Paymaster by detail, October, 1907. Personal History: Born Xovember 18, 1864, Spring- field, Missouri. Not married at present. Children: Dor- othy Young Smith, born June 26, 1888, who married Edmund Fitzgerald, Jr., January, 1910, Xew York. Residence, Troy, New York. 180 Lieutenant Colonel, Coast Artillery Corps. Station: (Commanding) Fort Casey, Washington. War and Field Service: Captain, U. S. Volunteers, U. S. Signal Corps, Santiago campaign, and on shore in the field from Jime 21 to July 9, 1898; on last date carried into hospital with yellow fever. Voi-UNTEER Service: Captain and Signal Officer, May 20, 1898, accepted June 11; Major, July 18, accepted August 2, honorably discharged April 17, 1899; Captain, Signal Office, April 17, accepted April 17, honorably discharged May 7, 1901 ; served in Santiago campaign in Cuba, returned to United States in August, 1898; served in Boston, Massa- chusetts, mustering out Volunteers; assumed command of the Signal Corps troops and depot at P'ort Myer, Virginia, in December, 1898, and superintended building of Signal Corps post and starting signal school at that place; left for Philip- pines in November, 1900, and served there till August, 1901, returning to the United States in summer of 1901. Special Duty: Signal Corps Service, Santiago; duty as Artillery District Adjutant (similar to Regimental Adju- tant) ; Artillery District Adjutant, Artillery District of the Potomac, 1906 to August, 1907- Took part in Sea Coast Maneuvers ; inspected the National Guard, District of Colum- bia, and the Virginia Military Institute. Personal History: Born June 30, 1864, Richmond, Virginia. Married Grace Elizabeth Allen, July, 1899, Brook- lyn, New York. 191 (Umi ^Umuvt Resigned from service, November 6, 1909. War and Field Service: Philippine insurrection, April, 1899, to October, 1901. Civil Life: At present an "A.B." — i.e.. Artist and Bohemian. Remarks: Bachelor. 193 MtUmm ilarlag ^rnarn^ Major, U. S. A., Retired. Died October 24, 1909; Aged 50. Swaine was born in the Army, being the son of the late Brigadier General P. T. Swaine. He entered the Academy with the Class of '85, and joined '86 in their plebe camp. Upon graduation he was assigned to the •22nd Infantry, and served principally at Fort Keogh, Montana, until September, 1891, when he entered the Infantry and Cavalry School at Fort Leavenworth, graduating in 1893. He was promoted 1st Lieutenant, 3rd Infantry, November 29, 1892, and went back to his old regiment, the 22nd, in December of the same year. He served with the Columbian Guard at the World's Fair, at Chicago, from June to November, 1893, and then went back to his old Montana stations. The breaking out of the Span- ish-American War foimd him at Fort Crook, Nebraska, and from there he accompanied his regiment to Mobile, and later to Tampa. He went through the Santiago campaign, being present at the El Caney and Santiago engagements. He returned to the United States in September, 1898, and was made Mustering Officer for the State of Nebraska. He was promoted Captain, 22nd Infantry, March 2, 1899, and was transferred to the 1st Infantry May 2nd of the same year. He went to Cuba with his regiment and was stationed at Pinar del Rio until June, 1900. From Cuba he went to the Philip- pine Islands in August, 1900, and remained there until April, 1903, with the exception of a four months' leave, August- December, 1902. On his return to this country he remained at Fort Wayne, Michigan, until he went back to the islands in February, 1906. 194 In June, 1908, he came back to the United States, broken in health from his long tropical service. He was retired for dis- ability incident to the service March 23, 1909, and went to live at Los Nietos, California, where he died October 24, 1909. Surely this is a record of arduous service quietly and effi- ciently done, service in which he gave up his life for his coun- try. He has no memorial tablet at West Point, but none the less should his name be borne on the list of those who have laid down their lives that the republic might live. J. E. McM. 195 Artl|ur ©iyapr Major of Cavalry. Station: Fort Sam Houston, Texas, and in the field on the Mexican border at Minera, Texas. War and Field Service: Marched from Fort Elliott, Texas, to Fort Brown, Texas, July, 1887, to October, 1887; Santiago campaign in Cuba, June, 1898, wounded in right hip, Juh^ 1, 1898; returned to the United States with regi- ment ; commanded Troop A, 3rd Cavalry, in Philippine insur- rection, August, 1899, to June, 1901; Lawton and Young's Northern campaign, 1899; in various fights, Asingan, Man- goldan, San Tomas, Tangadin, and between Batac and Banna in November and December, 1899; relief of Batac and several fights near Batac in April, 1900; served with 3rd Cavalry in Northern Luzon until June, 1901 ; promoted to 9th Cavalry as Captain; commanded Troop E, 9th Cavalry, in Southern Luzon, July, 1901, to June, 1902; transferred to 3rd Cavalry, returned to the United States August, 1902; border service at Del Rio, Texas, November and December, 1910; border ser- vice at Minera, Texas, since January 29, 1911. Special Duty: Instructor, Department of Modern Languages, U. S. Military Academy, August, 1891, to August, 1895, relieved at his own request; Assistant Professor of French, U. S. Military Academy, October, 1898, to July, 1899, relieved at his own request; Assistant Professor of French, U. S. Military Academy, August, 1904, to August, 1907; Head of Department of Languages, Army Service Schools, August, 1907, to August, 1910, relieved at his own request; Commissary, 3rd Cavalry, June, 1903, to August, 1904. Remarks: Distinguished marksman, 1890; distinguished pistol-shot, 1903; member of Cavalry Army Team, 1903; mem- ber of Army Team, 1906; coach for Cavalry Army Team in First National Match, 1903. 197 Personal History: Born February 1, 1864, Evans- ville, Indiana. Married Viola J. Starck, December 31, 1890, Corpus Christi, Texas. Children: Arthur Paul Thayer, born April 30, 1893, West Point, New York; Marie Lillie Thayer, born November 7, 1894, West Point, New York; Basil Girard Thayer, born July 16, 1898, Jefferson Barracks, Missouri; Francis Marion Thayer, born August 28, 1905, West Point, New York; Cora Thayer, born November 7, 1908, Fort Leavenworth, Kansas. 198 1st Lieutenant, 2nd U. S. Artiixery. Died at Anderson, S. C, March 23, 1893; Aged 30. Towers entered with the class in June, 1882, and soon made it evident that he was to be numbered among the star performers in mathematics, as well as in the gentle art of sharing the contents of her lunchbasket with some unsuspect- ing damsel in a cozj-^ corner in Flirtation Walk. The writer well remembers, one hot afternoon in Yearling Camp, while engaged in instilling instruction into plebes, how he was sud- denly accosted by an attractive young female in anxious search of Cadet "Digby." Upon graduation Towers was assigned to the 1st Artillery and joined in September at the Presidio. Here were assembled a choice and merry crowd — Bean, Mott, T. B. Lyman, Sturgis, '84, Faison, '83; and reports do say that the Post Commander, General (then Major) Grahame, had the time of his life getting any of these brave young soldiers to attend reveille. Towers remained here until May, 1890, when, his health failing, he was obliged to take a sick leave until the following September, when it was found that it would not do to send him back to the climate of San Francisco. He accordingly was detailed as Professor of Military Science and Tactics at the South Carolina Mili- tary Academy, Charleston, S. C, to date from September 30, 1890. It was hoped that his health would improve in the warm climate of his native State, but the disease — tubercu- losis — had progressed too far. He died March 23, 1893. It is surely a tribute to a man to be able to say that, when one looks back to four long years of hard work and little play spent in close companionship with him, his memory always brings a smile to the lips. This is true of Towers. J. E. McM. 199 Major of Cavalry. Station: West Point, New York. War and Field Service: Against Crow Indians, No- vember, 1887; against Sioux Indians, November, 1890, to February, 1891 ; Spanish- American War, Santiago campaign, June 14 to August 13, 1898; Philippine insurrection, Novem- ber 30, 1900, to July 4, 1902. Battles and Actions: Action against Crow Indians near Crow Agency, November 5, 1887, Las Guasimas, Cuba, June 24, 1898, San Juan, Cuba, July 1-3, 1898; siege of San- tiago, July 4-17, 1898. These campaigns and engagements all resulted in commendatory orders and reports for hard marching, energetic efforts, and recommendations for two brevets for gallantry in action. Special Duty: Instructor and Assistant Professor of French, U. S. Military Academy, 1892-98, 1902-04; Associ- ate Professor of Modern Languages, U. S. Military Academy, 1907-11; Acting Adjutant General and Acting Assistant Adjutant General, Department of Southern Luzon and De- partment of South Philippines, November, 1900, to August, 1902; on confidential mission to insurgent camp, April, 1902, resulting in surrender of all insurgents of Island of Samar under General Guevara; on delicate confidential missions in summers of 1904 and 1905, for which commended for "marked discretion, energy and ability"; on mission to Germany to wit- ness the Fall Army Maneuvers, 1906; on confidential mission to Panama, summer 1908; Senior Umpire, Fort Riley Maneu- vers, 1910; Head, Department of Languages (French, Ger- man, Spanish), Army Service Schools, Fort Leavenworth, Kansas, 1904-07. Personal History: Born October 15, 1864, New York. Married October 15, 1895, at Albany, New York, to Kath- arine Hamilton Chapman, of Troy Road, Albany, New York. 201 Children: Margaret Standish Traub, born West Point, New York, March 8, 1897; Katharine Hamilton Traub, born West Point, New York, August 24, 1903; Elizabeth Hudson Traub, born Fort Leavenworth, Kansas, April 30, 1905. 202 I|arrg (^mv^t ©rout Captain, 2xd U. S. Cavalry. Died August 8, 190.5; Aged 43. Trout entered the Academy with the September contin- gent in 1882 and was graduated in June, 1886, and assigned to the 9th Cavalry. He served his tour as 2nd Lieutenant with that regiment and was promoted 1st Lieutenant, 2nd Cavalry, on JNIarch 7, 1893. He joined at Fort Wingate, New Mexico, in May of the same year and spent the next four years at that post. In August, 1897, he entered the Infantry and Cavalry School at Fort Leavenworth, but the breaking out of the Span- ish-American War dispersed the class in the spring of 1898. Trout joined his regiment which went through that wearisome period of waiting for something to do in the camps at Tampa, Montauk Point and Huntsville. At the conclusion of the war he served as mustering-out officer at Philadelphia from September 9 to December 8, 1898. After rejoining his regiment he served as Acting Regimental Adjutant, Quarter- master and Commissary from January 20 to March 31, 1899. He accompanied the Regiment to Cuba in the spring of that year and remained with it until its return to the United States in January, 1902. He performed garrison duty at Fort Ethan Allen, Vermont, and Fort Myer, Virginia, until the de- parture of his regiment for the Philippines in December, 1903. The next two years were passed at Camp Stotsenburg, Philip- pine Islands, in command of his troop. In August, 1905, he was seized with a severe attack of appendicitis and operated upon, but without avail. He died at Camp Stotsenburg on August 8, 1905, of peritonitis. It has been the sad duty of the writer to write the obitu- ary notices of the two classmates who shared the same room 203 with him during the period of their first introduction to the Academy as "Seps." Later on the strong friendship enter- tained for Trout was renewed at Tampa and Fort Ethan Allen, where his high standing as an officer only verified the opinion formed of him as a cadet. He was always loyal and devoted to the class, and the writer feels that this brief and dry account of his services will give those who did not know him but a faint idea of his sterling qualities as an officer and a man. The following regimental order was issued on his death: Headquaeters 2nd U. S. Cavalry^ Camp Stotsenburg, Pampanga, P. I., August 8, 1905. General Orders, No. 4. 1. It is with profound sorrow that the Regimental Com- mander announces to the Regiment the death, at this post, at noon to-day, of Captain Harry G. Trout, 2nd Cavalry. Born at Philadelphia, Pa., on September 5, 1861, he was appointed a cadet at the United States Military Academy on September 1, 1882, and upon graduation was commissioned, July 1, 1886, as 2nd Lieutenant, 9th U. S. Cavalry. On March 7, 1893, he was promoted to 1st Lieutenancy in the 2nd Cavalry, and on February 2, 1901, received his promotion to a Cap- taincy in the Regiment. Captain Trout's long and honorable record of twenty- three years' service has exerted an influence that will not termi- nate with his untimely death. He will long be remembered bj^ his comrades, officers and men of this Regiment for his gen- eral cultivation and professional attainments ; for his high sense of duty; for the jealous care with which he guarded the honor of his profession, as a soldier proud of the name ; for his manly sympathy for those serving at his side ; and for his interest in the officers and men of his troop — "H." The Army has lost an officer and a gentleman. 2 The officers of the Regiment will wear the usual badge of mourning for thirty days. By order of Major Johnson: (Signed) Fred'k S. Foltz, Captain and Adjutant, 2nd Cavalry. J. E. McM. 204 I ([II|arl00 Qlarrnll Halrutt. Jr. Major of Cavalry. Station: Schofield Barracks, Hawaiian Territory. War and Field Service: Philippine outbreak in Feb- ruary, 1899; with two expeditions under General Lawton in April, 1899. Volunteer Service: Captain, Assistant Quartermas- ter, May 12, 1898, to September 18, 1899; ^lajor, 44th U. S. Infantry, September 18, 1899, to June 30, 1901; served in Philippine Islands, August, 1898, to October, 1901, in various capacities in the Quartermaster's Department. Personal History: Born June 20, 1861, Columbus, Ohio. JNIarried Julia du Pont Crofton, of Wilmington, Dela- ware, August 26, 1891, at Fort Sheridan, Illinois. 207 Captain. Retired March 2, 1899. Address: Harris- burg, Pennsylvania. Special Duty: Military Instructor, De Pauw Univer- sity, Greencastle, Indiana, January, 1890, to October, 1892. Military Instructor, Riverview Academy, Poughkeepsie, New York, July, 1900, to September, 1905. Personal History: Born February 5, 1862, Minerva, Ohio. Married Arta Parvin, September 6, 1888, Cincinnati, Ohio. Children: Robert Parvin Williams, born August 29, 1891, Greencastle, Indiana (Miami Medical College, Cincin- nati) ; Arta Williams, born December 31, 1894, Fort Sheri- dan, Illinois; Charles Linton Williams, born January 3, 1898, Fort Huachuca, Arizona. 209 Jfrank Hong Winn Major, 13th U. S. Infantry. Station: Fort Leaven- worth, Kansas, to March, 1911; ordered to proceed on April 5, 1911, to Manila, Philippine Islands. War and Fiei-d Service: In the field with the 1st Infan- try (Colonel Shafter), Pine Ridge campaign against Sioux Indians, December 4, 1890, to March 4, 1891 ; in the field with Company B, 1st Infantry, Round Valle}^ Indian Reservation, California, March 9 to April 30, 1892; in the field with the 1st Infantry (Colonel Shafter), at Los Angeles, California, dur- ing railroad strike, from July 2 to August 17, 1894; Camp George H. Thomas, Chickamauga, to June 7, 1898; with Reg- iment in Cuba from June 20 to August 15, 1898, serving throughout the campaign against Santiago, participating in the battles of El Caney, July 1st, San Juan, July 2nd and 3rd, and subsequent operations to the surrender of the Spanish Army, July 17, 1898; nominated by the President to be Brevet Captain for gallantry in battle of El Caney, Cuba, July 1, 1898; Montauk Point, New York, to September 10, 1898; to the Philippine Islands, February 19, 1899; served in Luzon during Filipino insurrection; Manila, April 14 to June 25, 1899, with 2nd Division, 8th Army Corps; Northern Luzon thereafter and throughout the advance from San Fernando to Tarlac; participated with his regiment in the engagements of San Fernando and Calulut, August 9th; Angeles, August 16th and 18th; Angeles, October 11th and 16th, and other opera- tions in the vicinity of Angeles during August and September and October, 1899, and the subsequent advance to Bamban (November 11, 1899) and Tarlac (November 13, 1899). Nominated by the President to be Brevet Major for gallantry in action, Angeles, Luzon, August 16, 1899; Adjutant Gen- eral, 3rd District (General Jacob H. Smith commanding), 211 Department of Northern Luzon, August 8, 1900, to Septem- ber 6, 1901; Acting Military Secretary, Pacific Division, November, 1905, to January 29, 1906; Aide-de-Camp to Division Commander (Major General Adolphus W. Greely), April 18 to August 2, 1906, during the operations of the Army in the San Francisco earthquake, fire and relief wprk. Special Duty : Professor of Military Science and Tac- tics, University of California, Berkeley, California, August 15, 1893, to August 15, 1897; Acting Aide-de-Camp to General James W. Forsyth, maneuvers, Monterey, California, from July 6 to August 19, 1895; on leave of absence in Europe, May 15 to December 21, 1897; Regimental Adjutant (1st Lieutenant), 12th Infantry, April 13, 1898, to March 2, 1899; Regimental Adjutant (Captain), 12th Infantry, March 2, 1899, to August 8, 1900; Regimental Quartermaster, 12th Infantry, June 1, 1902, to March 3, 1904; Aide-de-Camp to Major General Arthur MacArthur, March 4, 1904, to Sep- tember 18, 1906; Lieutenant Colonel and Military Secretary to the Lieutenant General of the Army, Lieutenant General Arthur MacArthur, September 18, 1906, to June 2, 1909; at Headquarters Pacific Division, San Francisco, California, to April 30, 1907; with General Baron Kuroki and officers, Imperial Japanese Army, Seattle to Washington City, May, 1907; at Milwaukee, Wisconsin, May 20, 1907, to June 2, 1909 ; on leave of absence in Europe, summer and fall of 1909 ; member Infantry Examining Board, October 12, 1909, to 1911; commanding Regiment, July 25 to September, 1910, Fort Riley Maneuvers. Personal History: Born October 4, 1864, Winches- ter, Kentucky. Married (1) Dora Boardman, of San Fran- cisco, California, who died December 23, 1891, (2) Katharine McCord, of Milwaukee, Wisconsin, October 15, 1910. Chil- dren: Dora Julia Winn, born December 17, 1891, San Fran- cisco, California. 212 Major of Cavalry. Station: Presidio of San Francisco, California. War and Field Service: 1890-91, Sioiix Indian war, 2nd Lieutenant, Troop C, 9th Cavalry, with Fort Leaven- worth Cavalry Battalion, Pine Ridge campaign; 1896-97, 1st Lieutenant, Troop A, 1st Cavalry, scouting trails of rene- gade Apache Indians in Arizona and New Mexico; January- March, 1898, 1st Lieutenant, commanding Troop A, 1st Cavalry, exploring in Papago Indian country, investigating relations of settlers and Indians, etc.; 1898, with 5th Army Corps in Santiago campaign, commanding Troop A, 1st Cavalry, in battles of Guasimas and San Juan; with detach- ment 1st Cavalry, Troops A and L, on strike duty at Wal- lace and Wardner, Idaho, May-November, 1899; with regi- ment in Philippines, September, 1900, to August, 1903; 1st Lieutenant and Captain, Troop A; general scouting; com- manded at Lucban, February, 1901, to April, 1902; operated under General Bell's orders in Batangas campaign; com- manded 1st Squadron in reconnaissance of Batangas and Tayabas provinces, June, 1903; with regiment in military occupation of San Francisco, May- June, 1906, after fire and earthquake; on Mexican border enforcing neutrality laws, February- April, 1911, operating in Arizona and California; commanded troops at Yuma, February- April, 1911. National Guard: Corporal, Louisville Legion Cadets, F Company, 1st Kentucky; Corporal and selected for appoint- ment as Sergeant Major at time of entering West Point; with regiment escorting ex- President Grant when visiting Louisville at close of his tour of the world. Special Duty: Instructor of Drawing, United States Militarv Academv, 1891-92; Instructor in Mathematics, Fort 215 Leavenworth, 1893; commanded Crow Indian Troop L, 1st Cavalry, at Fort Custer, Montana, 1893-94; on topograph- ical reconnaissance in Southern Arizona, June- September, 1897, between Mexican border and Gila River, Tombstone arid Tucson, for progressive military map; on recruiting service, Louisville, 1898; general recruiting service, El Paso, Texas, 1896-1909; Acting Superintendent Sequoia and Gen- eral Grant National Parks, 1910, commanding troop on duty at parks. Miscellaneous: Sharpshooter; member Department of Missouri Revolver Team (bronze medal), 1892; attended summer camp, Strawberry Valley, Utah, 1889; at one post or another has performed all post, staff and special duties, giving special attention to post schools at Fort Duchesne and Fort Robinson; has served at twelve established posts in the United States and at five stations in the Philippines. With Stewart, designed class ring; illustrated Batchelor's "Infantry Fire." Peesonal History: Born August 4, 1864, Augusta, Georgia. (Unmarried.) 216 Class Songs 1. THE ELEGANT BOLD '86 "A" Company There's old Wiley Bean, and also Danny Keene, Paddy Nolan and Saturday, the twins, There's old Boss Wright, who braced with all his might, And Duncan, so handy with his shins. Chorus — There's the Walcutts, the Pershings, The Shattucks and the Beans, And Windy with his fins so quick; Bow down to me low as walking I go, I'm the elegant, bold Simon Slick. "W Company There's old Jones, E. N., and all "B" Company men, Who live in tents just on the right. And little Peggy Winn, who thinks swearing is a sin. And his tentmate who swears with all his might. Chorus — There's Bobby Hirst and Moses, two staunch old bachelors, And Riche, who's a-fussin' and a-stewin'; Bow down to me low as walking I go, I'm the elegant, bold Jimmy Druien. "C" Company There's little Timmy Thayer, with his military air, Who goes to see his girl and keep's her key. And old Jack Nance, in a pair of borrowed pants, Who goes out every day in F. C. P. Chorus — There's the Byrons, the Deshons, the Pettits and the Traubs, The Croxtons and the Twiggses of the Corps ; Bow down to me low as walking I go, I'm the elegant, bold Benny Poore. There's old Sukey Mott, who's mashed but says he's not. Every day to the mess hall wends his way ; And also Uncle Mac, takes his dress coat from the rack. And goes down "Flirtation" every day. 218 Chorus — There's the Potters, the Proctors, the Kmiballs and the Hays, John Hardeman and also Sammy Seay; Bow down to us low as walking we go. We're the officers and men of Company D. Battalion Staff There's old Tibby who gets an absence on tattoo. And says he's been out walking with his aunt, But down "Flirtation" with the moon, he's an awful man to spoon. He's the elegant, bold adjutant. Chorus — There's also Uncle Mac, on whom his girl went back Because he wouldn't spoon her any faster; Bow down to me low as walking I go, I'm the elegant, bold quartermaster. 2. LITTLE TOMMARIO There was once a gay young smokario. His name it was Thomas Reesario, He smoked so strong a cigario That it made him feel very glum — yum — yum. Along came the Officer of the Dario, Who took out his little bookario. He raked in this festive Tommario, Which made him exceedingly glum — yum — yum. On the next confinement listario. Little Tommy was in confinario. He could not do any spoonario. Which made him exceedingly glum — yum — ^yiim. Down by the old Hospitalario There lives a fair young Julietto ; If we should here tell her cognamio, It would make him exceedingly glum — yum — yum. 219 To see this fair young Julietto, Tommy made a bold breach of conetto, He had a most narrow escapio, Which would make him exceedingly glum — yum — yum. Had a Tack seen this reckless actario, Our friend would have been privatario, He would now have been walking guardario, Which would make him exceedingly glum — yum — yum. 3. THE PONTON BRIDGE (Tune— "Hold the Fort") Lower the balk, the chess are coming, Side rails on the way, Hear the Major wildly shouting, Hurry up that bay. chorus: Hold the balk and chess and rack sticks, Though we swear and steam, Soon we'll have the bridge constructed. Then we'll cross the stream. See the balkmen now approaching. Major leading on. Soon he'll give the order "lower," And the bay is done. — Cho. Step out the side rails and the lastings, Tie her firm and fast, We'll not get back to the encampment Till the recall's past. — Cho. 4. THE CRY OF GRADUATION (Tune— "The Battle Cry of Freedom") Yes, we'll rally round the flag, boys. We'll rally once again, Shouting the cry of Graduation; We'll rally from the section room. And gather on the plain. Shouting the cry of Graduation. 220 Chorus — Yes, June forever, hurrah! boys, hurrah! Down with the chevron and up with the bar, While we rally round the flag, boj^s, Rally once again, Shouting the cry of Graduation. We nevermore will tussle with The ravelin covered way. Shouting the cry of Graduation, But we'll whoop it up for h 's sake On our Graduation day. Shouting the cry of Graduation. — Cho. And our engineer instructors. With their eager, searching eyes. Shouting the cry of Graduation, Nevermore will hang around us. Like a lot of hungry spies. Shouting the cry of Graduation. — Cho. And when we reach our homes, boys, How happy we will be, Shouting the cry of Graduation, For then we won't be skinned again For late at reveille, louting the cry of Graduation. — Cho. « We will follow in the footsteps Of our brothers gone before. Shouting the cry of Graduation, And we'll fill up all the vacancies With seventy-seven more. Shouting the cry of Graduation. — Cho. We will soon be bold lieutenants, boys, So don't be feeling sad. Shouting the cry of Graduation; And how we'll "whoop it" for the man Who's first to be a dad. Shouting the cry of Graduation. — Cho. 221 5. WILEY BEANARIO There once was a gay yoimg Lothario, And his name it was Wiley Eeanario; One day he received a skinario Which made him exceedingly glum, Yum, Yum. He went down to see the Commario To make charges against the tackario, But he sent him back in arrestario. Which made him feel none the less glum^ — Yum, Yum. Next night there came out an ordario Which made Wiley Bean privatario, They bumped him against the tent-polio And injured dum dum. Yum, Yum. 6. THE HARVEST (Tune— "What Shall the Harvest Be?") Walking guard in the dajdight fair, Raking in skins in the noontide glare. Standing attention in soft twilight. Sleeping on post in the solemn night: Oh, what shall the harvest be? Oh, what shall the harvest be? — "Skins." chorus: Walking guard in the morning air. Raking in skins in the daylight fair. Gathering "cons" for next Saturday, Sure, oh, sure, will the harvest be — "Breach of Con." Building the bridge with all our might. The sergeant came up in the dead of night And excitedly said to the Major bright, "Sir, the raft itself is out of sight." Oh, what shall the harvest be? Oh, what shall the harvest be? — "No shoe." 222 chorus: Working hard until twelve o'clock, Carrying chess on the old North Dock, Deadbeating whenever a chance we see. Sure, oh, sure, will the harvest be — "Balk." Constructing a Noizet at eight o'clock, Using of cuss-words our total stock, Drawing the magistral, oh, so fine, To the ramp sloping upward with one on nine. Oh, what shall the harvest be? Oh, what shall the harvest be? — "1.5." chorus: Cussing and swearing and working all day. Putting in slopes for the covered way, Skinned twice for talking, by Lieutenant G — Sure, oh, sure, will the harvest be — "Transfer. 7. LITTLE WALLIE (Tune — "Sweet Dreamland Faces") Little Wallie Gordon, spooning All the day. Oh, how he feels now that she has Gone away; Gone away forever, never to return, To forget his sweetheart he Will never learn. Sweet cadet faces passing in review, Then comes inspection for coats that Are not new; Along strides his Nibs, now, with all his Retinue, Oh, General Wesley, yours is threadbare too. 223 8. CLEMENTINE (Tune — "My Clementine") In "B" Company, in "B" Company Live a lot of handsome men, Fritz and Moses, Fritz and Moses, And the classic Jones, E. N. Chorus — Oh! the classic, oh! the classic. Oh! the classic Jones, E. N., You will never know your tactics, And the Cop will rake you in. In "C" Company, in "C" Company Live a lot of spoony men, Stephen Elliott, Stephen Elliott, And his tentmate, Julius Penn. Chorus — Oh! my darling, oh! my darling, Oh! my darling Julius Penn, You'll be lost to us forever When the course is at an end. In the guard-house, in the guard-house Live a lot of skinning men; Cop and Goober, Darr and Davy, General K. and Cheeky John. Chorus — Oh ! my darling, oh ! my darling, Oh! my darling Cheeky John, You will never kick our clothes-bags When a hundred days have gone. In the summer, in the summer, In the summer it is queer That mixed drinks with ice and sugar Should give a man the . Chorus — O the doctor, O the doctor, O the doctor, he has said That the cases of the colic Come from drinking lemonade. 224 9. SHALL WE GATHER AT THE RIVER? Shall we gather at the river, Where the "Major" calls for "chess," Where they make us work forever. Where they never give "place rest"? Chorus — Yes, we will gather at the river, The beautiful, beautiful river. Gather with the soldiers at the river. Where they never give "place rest." Shall we gather at the river, Where the ponton boats are moored? Shall we carry "chess" forever. Until the ponton bridge is floored? — Cho. Shall we wear white shirts forever. And leave our jackets on the shore? Shall we "rock and heave" together Until oiu* backs are awful sore? — Cho. Shall we carry balk forever, Lash side rails forevermore? Shall we finish never, never. With this Engineer Corps? — Cho. Shall we gather at the battery. Where the heliostat is set? Shall we signal up to Newburgh, "No message from you yet"? — Cho. When we gather at the river. As we're about to leave the Corps, We'll be happy then forever. For we'll "build the bridge" nevermore. — Cho. 10. INFANTRY WHITE We've not much longer here to stay. We've passed the himdredth night. We'll bid farewell to cadet gray And don the infantry white. 225 Chorus — Infantry white, infantry white, We'll don the infantry white, We'll bid farewell to cadet gray And don the infantry white. — Cho. We'll graduate on June the twelfth, And celebrate that night. We'll drink to everybody's health. And yet we won't get tight. — Cho. Then here's three groans for burly Cop, And four for Cheeky John, They nevermore our fun will stop By putting us in "con."- — Cho. For soon we're going to graduate And don our Hatfield coats, Farewell we'll say to old Noizet, That terror of the goats. — Cho. And here's a health to Colonel Price, Come, boys, and drink it down. Our hearts are light, the bill has passed. We'll decorate the town.— Cho. Here's to our dear old Wiley Bean, A politician he. Without his wire-pulling, I ween. Ten nobby cits we'd be. — Cho. 11. THE COPROLITE (Tune — "The Midshipmite") 'Twas in '85, on a rainy night. Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! I was walking guard in a terrible plight, AVhen up came a great big Coprolite, Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! "I'll turn them out four times," said he, "Before the sound of reveille. And give to each a skin," said he. Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! 226 Chorus — With a long, long skin, And a long, strong skin, Gaily, my lads, make her stick. We're in "con" tonight for the Coprolite, Singing, Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! What's that with pants, so white and bright? Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! Number One cries out in a terrible fright, " 'Tis the burly form of the Coprolite." Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! Oh! I got two skins that made me grieve. And I feel pretty sin*e those skins will cleave, And bust my chance for a Christmas leave. Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! — Cho. With the cries of the Cop our camp was rife, Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! And all above the busy strife Was heard, "Cut away those hands with life." Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! "Look alive!" he cries with all his might, "Pay more attention! Mr. Wright." Oh! I'm tired of this talkative Coprolite, Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! Challenge me, my lads, ye ho! — Cho. 12. DE REVEILLEES (Tune — "Golden Slippers") Oh ! dem reveillees am laid away, 'Case I ain't a-gwine to wear 'em till graduation day, But the dress hat so greenish, though it looks rather sheenish, I'll wear on guard in the morn. De old dress coat dat I bought last June, I'se gwine to give away, 'case it fits too soon. And de overcoat, too, dat am not very new, I'll give to a plebe dat morn. 227 CHORUS : Oh! dem reveilleans, oh! dem reveilleans, Reveilleans I'se gwine to wear because they look so neat and handsome, Oh! dem reveilleans, oh! dem reveilleans, Reveilleans I'se gwine to wear to walk dat company street. De catridge box am laid away 'Case I'm gwine to wear a sash on guard today. And de pompon new am put away too, For I'll wear a plume in the morn. De old waistplate dat am all over tarnished. Will visit a plebe till de scabbard am varnished. While I wear the breastplate of some feller's tentmate,. And borrow a sword in the morn. — Cho. Dese old white pants wid de holes in the seat, I'se gwine to exchange for a pair so neat. For it's terrible bad to be looking so sad. When I march that guard in the morn. Dat new white jacket dat was bought last month, I'se gwine to fill up wid buttons on the front, And bright they will be as you shall see, When I march dat guard in the morn. — Cho. Here's some brand-new socks dat cost lots of rocks, Dat come from de commissary in a box, Dey will cover dese feet (very small and neat) When I march dat guard in the morn. De new white helmet just across the way, Dat was bought by a plebe just a week ago today, I'll be sure to borrow, today or tomorrow, If de guard be in white in the morn. — Cho. 2ii8 13. THE HEATHEN CHINEE (Tune — "Chineeman Bully Man") Take a little waterlee, take a little sugarlee, take a little lemolee, Stir lem in a pail ; Some people callee nice lenionadee, some people callee Ginneecockatail. Chorus. — Hi yi yi, chin, chin chin, Me no likee tackee man, he too muchee skin ; Coppee man h — of a man, he laugh hi yi ; Coppee man h — of a man, he laugh hi yi. Take a little lightee, take a little tactics, take a little Jonesey, Bonee after taps. Some people say he tear he little shirtee, some people say He dammy cold fess. — Cho. Me likee pipee, me likee smokee, me no likee Coppee man; He no likee me. Along come Coppee man, and sniffee up he nosee, sniffee up he nosee, Bound to rakee me. — Cho. 14. THE FLY-SPECK MAN (Tune — "If You are Anxious for to Shine" — Patience) If you are anxious for to shine in the engineering line. As a goat so bold and rare, You must sit up every night, and bone with all your might. And tear out all your hair. Oh! the Quercus and the Oakus, bedad, they nearly choke us. And the Kyan's method too; Oh! Ordnance and Gunnery are nothing else but flummery. And the liquid Spanish too. And every one will say, as you walk your concrete way, "If he is content to rag a max, which would certainly not suit me, Why, what a very, very, very, very fly-speck man this fly-speck man must be." 229 15. THE HOG-FISH OF THE CORPS (Tune — "For He is an Englishman") For it is a lampereel. For it might have been a ganoid, A teleost or a placoid, Or perhaps a dinosaur, Or perhaps a Dinosauk. But in spite of all temptations. To belong to the crustaceans, It remains the Hog-fish of the Corps, It remains the Hog-fish of the Corps. 16. THE LAST BANQUETTE— MAY 1, 1886 (Air — "Son of a Gondolier" or "Auld Lang Syne") [Dedicated by the author to Chauncey B. Baker, whose pleasant smile has "whiled away the tedium of many sad hours."— B. File.] With sunken eye and ink-stained lips. And mouth with oaths profaned. He stood before his Noizet front And on it curses rained. II And as he stood and vainly cursed. Remembrances came Of many weeks that he had spent A drawing of the same. Ill How "James Mercur," the Professeur, Did about the traverse harp. And order that a raise be made Along the counterscarp. 230 IV How Gustav J., the Fiebijer, With soft and black pencell, Did sit upon the glacis planes And give the ravelin h ; How Goethals with his "new-born" joy Did diverse skinning do, Because an "artist" was desirous Of a reference or two. VI How little Jimmie Warren too, With night work tired and bent, His magic aid in lettering To sundry "fly-specks" lent. VII His visions are now put to flight By sound of bugle calls; With borrowed ink his pen he fills, And on his drawing "falls." VIII The second bugle calleth, His face is cold with sweat. Unfinished is the covered way. In pencil, the banquette. IX A Banquet soon will come, my friends, Where no Noizet front is found. When for long lost time we make amends. And take a smile all 'round. 231 X And as long as life is spared me, On this I will insist, The time I've spent in Drawing, It always will be missed. 17. OUR POSTLE (Tune— "My Bonnie") My Postle's gone over the ocean, My Postle's gone over the sea, O haste, ye rough winds, o'er the ocean. And keep back my Postle from me. Chorus — Keep back, keep back. Keep back my Postle from me, from me, Keep back, keep back. Keep back my Postle from me. My Postle's gone over to France, My Postle departed in June, may I escape from his glance. Return not, my Postle, too soon. Chorus — Return not, return not, Return not, my Postle, too soon, too soon, Return not, return not, Return not, my Postle, too soon. 1 hope he will stay there a while, I hope that the Frenchmen will be So kind to that darling old file As to keep back my Postle from me. Chorus — Keep back, keep back. Keep back my Postle from me, from me. Keep back, keep back. Keep back my Postle from me. , 232 We hope that while over the ocean, Our Postle has fully dispelled The doubts which have long clouded over The opinions which Kant reallj^ held. Chorus — Which Kant really held, Which Kant really held, The opinions which Kant really held, held, held. Which Kant really held, which Kant really held. The opinions which Kant really held. When our course in Hist'ry is ended. And Postle is with us once more, O may we all be recommended By him for the Engineer Corps. Chorus — Engineer Corps, Engineer Corps, By him for the Engineer Corps, Corps, Corps, Engineer Corps, Engineer Corps, By him for the Engineer Corps. And then when his leave has expired. And Postle's again crossed the sea, O may he not make me as tired As when he last parted from me. Chorus — Make me as tired, make me as tired. As when he last parted from me, from me, Make me as tired, make me as tired. As when he last parted from me. My Postle's come over the ocean. My Postle's come over the sea. He brought back a piece of humanity That preaches till twelve twenty-three. — Cho. He was tossed up and down on the billows. As the ship plowed across the mad sea, He braced himself up with hot toddy. And came back to tell it to me. — Cho. 233 The Holmes Press, Philadelphia ^J*