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Reunion and Dedication

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MONUMENT

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Arlington National Cemetery^ Va*

Wednesday, October 21, 1896




Second Connecticut Heavy Artillery



D. C KiLBOURN, Secretary



HARTFORD, CONN.

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REUNION

AND

DEDICATION OF




AT ARLINGTON, VA.



NATIONAL CEMETERY

BY THE

Second Connecticut Heavy Artillery



WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 21, 1896.



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To My Comrades— D //^o8

Fully appreciating the distinguished favor which you have conferred
upon me for thirty years by being your permanent Secretary, I take
great pleasure in presenting to you this memorial as a souvenir of our
pleasant gathering at Arlington, Va., on October 21, 1896.

I am also pleased to gratify your frequent requests for Mrs. Kil-
bourn's picture. She has been my constant helper in my work for the
Association, having attended every reunion but one, and pinned on
your badges and button-hole bouquets, and proudly w^ears on her hand
the handsome diamond ring you gave her at Winsted. At the right of
the monument can be seen the beautiful banner of blue silk, embroid-
ered by herself and presented to the Association in 1894.

The picture of A. G. Bliss of Washington, D. C, the " member of
Co. E " and Vice-President of the 6th Corps Association at Washing-
ton, is that of him to whose indefatigable exertions we are indebted for
all the arrangements at Washington and Arlington that made the occa-
sion such a complete success.

Since this has been in the publisher's hands the tragic death of
Lieut. S. A. Granger has saddened all our hearts. His picture is here-
with presented as a memorial of him who, although not officially upon
the committees, took the greatest interest in all matters relating to the
monument and dedication, and in everything connected with the Asso-
ciation.

The list of dead is necessarily imperfect. Will comrades or others,
noticing errors or omissions, kindly notify me.

DWIGHT C. KILBOURN, Secretary.
LiTCHi-iELD, Conn., April 2, 1897.



OFFICERS OF ASSOCIATION.



President.

Lieut. FREDERICK M. COOKE.

Vice-President.

Secretary and Historian.
DWIGHT C. KILBOURN.

Assistant Secretary.
EDWARD S. ROBERTS.

Treasurer.
CHARLES W. HINSDALE.

Executive Committee.
EDWARD W. MARSH, JAS. N. COE,

A. G. BLISS.

Monument Committee.

F. A. Lucas, Goshen, A. G. BlisS, Washington, D. C.

D. C. KiLBOURN, Litchfield, Wm. H. Lewis, Bridgeport,

H. S. McKiNNEY, Hartford, Wm. H. Whitelaw, Hartford.



ITINERARY OF THE TRIP.



SUNDAY, October i8th, leave Jersey City at 9 a. m.; dinner at
Baltimore at 1.30 p. m.; leave Baltimore at 2.15; arrive at
Harper's Ferry, 4.30; arrive at Winchester, 5.30 p. m.

MONDAY, October 19th. Dedication of Twelfth Regiment monu-
ment at 10 o'clock A. M., balance of the day spent in visiting
the battlefields about Winchester and vicinity.

TUESDAY, October 20th, leave for Cedar Creek at 8 a. m. ; return-
ing from there to Winchester at 11.30; arrive at Winchester
at 12.00 ; dinner ; leave Winchester at 1.30 ; arrive at Harper's
Ferry at 2.30 p. m., when there will be an opportunity to
visit Bolivar Heights, from whence a beautiful view can be
had of Loudon Heights and Maryland Heights ; also a look
can be had at the spot where John Brown, of historic fame,
made his strike for the freedom of the slave ; leave Harper's
Ferry at 3.30 p. m., arriving at Washington at 5.15, where
the special train will be mustered out.

WEDNESDAY, (. ctober 21st. Dedication of the Second Heavy
Artillery Regiment's Monument at Arlington, at 11.00 a. m.,
returning to Washington after the ceremonies of dedication
are over, after which sight-seeing will be in order.

Return home can be made on any regular train of the Baltimore
& Ohio Railroad, from Washington, prior to November 2, 1896.




DWIGHT C. KILBOURN

Sfiri'fitry und IlixtCDUin.




MRS. SARAH M. KILBOURN.



THE EXCURSION.



ON the morning of October i8, 1896, about a hundred
and fifty persons assembled at the depot of the
Baltimore & Ohio Railroad at Jersey City, N. J., as members
of the excursion party, destined for Winchester, Va., and
Washington, D. C, to dedicate the monuments erected by.
the State of Connecticut in honor of its 12th Conn. Infantry
and 2d Conn. Heavy Artillery Regiments.

At nine o'clock, three well-filled passenger coaches and
one sleeper slowly started out of the junction, and were soon
speeding over the marshes and bays and through the vary-
ing rural scenes of New Jersey, where the innumerable
advertising signboards lend such a charm to the views and
furnish contemplative subjects for the traveler and make the
underground journey under Philadelphia in a smoky tunnel
a great relief. Arriving at Baltimore, a good dinner
awaited us in the dining-room, and at two o'clock, with an
additional sleeper added, we left for Washington, arriving
there at three, and took on a number more of the excursion-
ists. After a short delay we started out for Harper's Ferry
over the " Metropolitan Branch," passing over ground that
was once the scene to many of us of weary marches, tire-
some camp life, unpleasant skirmishes, and bloody battles
— and the "boys" were busy locating various places to
memory dear. One incident we shall long remember, the
passage over a deep gorge or ravine, upon a seemingly frail
trestle-work, while workmen were busy erecting an iron
bridge. " A bridge of sighs " truly it was.

Due at Harper's Ferry at 4.30, we reached it at about
six, and after a short stop we proceeded up the Shenandoah
in the darkness to Winchester, which we reached at nearly
seven, finding a large crowd awaiting us. Captain Dudrow,
connected with the B. & O. road, had met us at Baltimore



and assigned accommodations for all at the various hotels and
boarding-houses ; so that there was very little confusion, and
soon all were enjoying good suppers at pleasant, comfortable
homes.

In the evening nearly all attended the services in the
different churches, some of which had prepared special
exercises in honor of their Northern guests.

"In the slumbers of midnight, our cares flew away
And visions of happiness danced o'er our mind."

At morning's dawn the rested slumberers awoke, not
roused as we were thirty-two years ago by booming guns
and shrieking shell and the pit-a-pat of the minnie, nor
summoned to deadly combat by hurrying orderlies, but by
the farmers' carts rattling along the stony street, and the
whistle of the factory and the fragrant smell of the cooking
breakfast. How suggestive of the past that morning table
— fried chicken, lamb chops, corn bread ! Oh, memory of
Berryville !

At an early hour assembly was made in front of the
Court House beneath which the bones of Lord Fairfax rest,
and the pickaninnies furnished amusement gathering in stray
pennies. Then line was formed, and, escorted by the Union
Cornet Band of the city we marched to the national ceme-
tery, half a mile distant on the Berryville Pike, and partici-
pated in exercises of the dedication of the monument to the
1 2th Conn. Infantry.

The afternoon of this day was devoted to visiting the
battlefield of the Opequan, locally known as the " Hack-
wood Farm," gathering bullets, sticks for canes, and such
other relics as could be found, while the kodakers touched
the button at nearly every spot, and some fine views were
gathered in. Night came and we again encamped, some at
the Taylor House, as" in' years long ago, while others
bivouaced in other houses, and waited for the inorning call.

At half-past eight, Tuesday morning, our train left Win-
chester for Cedar Creek, and in about half an hour stopped
at the little station, and the party, now of two hundred or
more, were soon scrambling over the ledges and hills, all
anxious to find where some one was wounded, or some com-



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rade was killed in the bloody carnag'e of thirty-two years
before. It was not easy to identify the ground from memo-
ries thirty years old, but, after two hours, the re-assembling
parties all seemed to be satisfied with their visits, and,
boarding the train with their relics of the battlefield, were
soon landed back in Winchester for dinner.

Upon our return from Cedar Creek after dinner, at 1.30
p. M., our train left Winchester for Washington, stopping
nearly two hours at Harper's Ferry which time was well im-
proved by parties visiting Bolivar Heights, Jefferson's Rock,
and other objects of historical interest in this wild, romantic
city. The train reached Washington about six o'clock, and
the excursionists went to the various hotels provided for
them.

On the morning of October 21st, at nine o'clock, the
members of the regiment were provided with a special
train on the electric road to Arlington, crossing Long Bridge,
and were landed at the " Sheridan " gate of the national
cemetery. A walk of quarter of a mile took us to the
Mansion House and which we knew as Gen. DeRussey's
Headquarters, in rear of which the Auditorium had been
elegantly draped and festooned for our dedicatory exercises.



THE DEDICATION.



THE first exercise of the day was the annual reunion of
the Regiment, the details of which will be found in
another chapter. After this business meeting was closed,
the exercises proper of the dedication began.

The rostrum was occupied by the 6th Regiment United
States Cavalry Band, the various officers of the association,
by invited members of the 12th Regiment Association, Gen-
eral H. G. Wright, former commander of the 6th Corps, and
his daughter, Mrs. Wright Smith, an adopted daughter of
the 6th A. C ; by reporters of the Washington papers, and
other friends ; while the seats in the auditorium were filled
by a large audience of Connecticut residents of the city.

The exercises were opened by " The American Guard
March," rendered by the band.

The President, Lieutenant F. M. Cooke, introduced our
former comrade. Captain (now Rev.) James Deane of
Crown Point, N. Y., who offered the following

"INVOCATION

" Infinite and almighty God, Creator of ourselves, and Author of
every liberty that we may rightly enjoy, to Thee we lift our prayer as
we gather here, on this ground made sacred by its memorials of sacri-
fice.

" Be Thou near to us, the living, who assemble to do fitting honor
to the memory of our comrades dead. Sanctify to us all the reminders
that make fresh appeal to our hearts in this hour, and help us to prize
more truly our land and its choicest institutions, for the maintenance of
which our comrades gave themselves so freely.

" Make Thou the story of their devotion yet more pregnant with
the power of a worthy impression upon our hearts, and in our homes as
well ; that those now growing beside us, upon whom must soon devolve
the gravest responsibilities of our citizenship, may learn the lesson, and
grow equally in the knowledge and the love of country, of liberty, of
truth, and of Thyself. Help us to the exercise of a fitting purpose and




CAPT. EDWARD W. :MAR.SH
Chnirinan E.xeciitivc Cotiiiiiittif.



spirit in the different elements of our present service, and to that con-
stancy and faith in all the duties of our citizenship which is becoming
on the part of those whom Thou hast called to so great privileges, and
the cherishing of such inspiring memories.

" So may Thy blessing rest upon us, and upon all whose thoughts
turn toward this place to-day. So may Thy providence effectually pro-
tect our land and nation through all the chances and changes of the
future, and make our country increasingly the harbinger of hope for
the world. All which of present grace and future favor we ask in the
name of Thy Son, our Redeemer. Amen."

Then the " Recollections of the War," a grand medley of
war songs from the band, followed, after which Comrade
William E. Disbrow of Company H, now Quartermaster-
General of the State of Connecticut, briefly presented the
monument to the Association in behalf of the State of Con-
necticut.

The rendering of " The Soldier's Farewell " by the band
called forth great applause, and then Captain Edward W.
Marsh received the monument in behalf of the Association,
as follows :

" We are thankful that the State of Connecticut has made
provision for the erection of one monument for every regi-
ment, in order to commemorate the deeds of her sons who
served in the War of the great Rebellion.

" We are especially thankful that it is our privilege to
locate the one perpetuating the valor of our own regiment
upon these beautiful grounds, which have been forever set
apart and consecrated as a burial place for the dead heroes
of our beloved country.

" That not far away is the memorial of our late commander
and leader, the distinguished General vSheridan, who was so
great a favorite with us, and in whom we placed the most
implicit confidence, whether in camp, on the march, or in
time of battle.

" This monument will remain a perpetual witness to the
patriotism of the 2,700 and more men who enlisted in the
19th Connecticut Infantry and the 2d Connecticut Volunteer
Heavy Artillery for the purpose of sustaining the imion of
these United States and the integrity of our great Re-
public.

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" More than this, it will remain a memorial of the 500
and more men killed and wounded in the various engage-
ments on the battle-field.

" It is also a memorial of those members of our organiz-
ation who have died since the close of the war.

" We behold also our own monument, dedicated before
the final roll-call that shall summon each and every one of
us before the Judge of all the earth.

" On this occasion, and in the presence of these witnesses,
we declare anew our allegiance to the government, and our
faith in the starry flag which is the symbol of our Union.

" We believe now, as we did in the past, in the preserva-
tion of this Union.

" We believe that religious liberty and civil liberty should
be inseparable.

" We believe that religion, morality, and knowledge are
essential to good government and the happiness of man-
kind.

" Comrades, do not we speak your sentiments when we
accept with gratitude this gift from our State, realizing the
intent and spirit of our beloved commonwealth in its pre-
sentation, and with a full understanding of all it means to
us and those who shall come after us."

Captain Marsh's address was followed by music, " My
Lodging is on the Cold Ground," after which Hon. A. C.
Hendrick, mayor of New Haven, and Chaplain Bradford,
representing the 12th Regiment Connecticut Infantry, made
brief remarks.

The following poem by Comrade DeWitt C. Sprague was
omitted, owing to the illness of its distinguished author :

AT ARLINGTON.

Dear Arlington ! thy vernal bloom is shed,
Thy summer loveliness has passed away,
But Autumn comes, ere Winter's icy sway,

To deck thy sod with purple, gold, and red.

Connecticut, these sacred mounds for thee
Enfold thy children's dust, and now we bring
To their dear memory our offering.

Although the song of praise should loftier be.




BREVET-COL. A H. FENN.



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Thy sons, proud State, thy faithful sons have bled \

On many a glorious field for Freedom's right, '

To crush the tyrants or Rebellion's might, '

Through many a deadly breach heroic led. j

Their deeds require no storied column high, ]

No voice of eloquence, no flattering song ; (

They are our heritage, and they belong j

To Fame and Freedom, and shall never die. (

Though massive granite crumble all away i

And perish every trophy of their fame, j

Still their proud memory would live on the same, ,

Preserved and honored to the latest day. i

They rear themselves a living monument I

Who for their country fight, or die for her ;

Earth's tenderest bosom is their sepulchre ; ]

That's hallowed ground with which their dust is blent ! ;

Ah ! Freedom knows and guards the lonely grave ;

That bears the touching epitaph, " Unknown ! " ■

Blessing the sod, she clamis it as her own, :

While eyes unseen weep o'er the nameless brave.

Tread softly ! Freedom's voice hath blessed the ground ! {

Here sleep her children. Never, never more |

The drum will rouse, or cannon's awful roar. l

Rest on, O honored dead, in peace profound !

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When thou shalt come again, O gentle Spring ! j

Bedeck with mantle green each lowly bed, • J

Fresh immortelles with dewy fingers spread, ■

And let thy feathered choir the requiem sing.

Major A. H. Fenn, now a judge of the Supreme Court of
Errors of Connecticut, then delivered the following :

ORATION.

It is not my purpose to recite, except in the briefest ".
possible way, those events that constitute what might be

called the history of our regiment, — that history, the best, ':

I think, of all regimental histories, the masterpiece among |
such works, was written by a comrade tender and true,

whom we loved in life because he first loved us, and who to- I

day is, as I trust, with the great majority of our old asso- j



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ciates, waiting (and they will not have long to wait) to
extend to us who still survive an old-time welcome on the
other side. That history is written also on every brain, and
in every heart, of those who once wore its uniform, and
marched beneath its flags as they floated upon the front of
battle, and led to victory for our cause, and death for the
right. This is enough for us. It should be enough for
those for whom we fought. A word only, then, of that con-
cerning which, if fully told, the world could not contain the
volumes which would be written.

The Nineteenth Connecticut Infantry was the response
of Litchfield county to the call of the President for addi-
tional troops at the close of the Peninsula campaign in the
suinmer of 1862. It sprang, armed and equipped, from the
loins of the people, and joined, full voiced, in the answering
cry, " We are coming, Father Abraham, three hundred
thousand more." Our first service was under and in a
Slough. To be the scavengers of Alexandria did not seem
very glorious, but it was like the path of glory in this, that
it led many of our dear comrades to the grave. Call not
such deaths untimely, or too early.

" Before the fight to fall out of the ranks,

Dead and unslain,
To miss their glorious guerdon of God's thanks

That die for men.

" To fade before the sunset, when the noon

Brightens the brow,
Hush, rebel heart, nor answer thou ' Too soon,'

When God calls ' Now.'

" Whoso has loved the light, for him the sun

Will rise anew.
Whoso has done his best, leaves naught undone
That man can do."

Then came our detail in the forts, long continued, fully
occupied, arduous in many ways, useful to the country in all
ways, resulting in our transference to another branch
under the name of the Second Connecticut Heavy Artillery,
and fitting us to better perform the signal service waiting
for us in the field.

Then came the 17th day of May, 1864, and from that time



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forward I shall here only say, wherever the history of the deeds
of the Army of the Potomac, under Grant and Meade, and of
the Arm^y of the Shenandoah, under Sheridan, and of the
old Sixth Corps, under that gallant and beloved son of Con-
necticut, whom God has spared to be with us here to-day,
Maj.-Gen. Horatio G. Wright, in that last year of the war,
from the Wilderness through Cold Harbor to Petersburg,
back to Washington, to Winchester, Fisher's Hill, Cedar
Creek, Petersburg again, Hatcher's Run, Sailor Creek to
Appomattox, shall be inscribed, pointing with proud finger
to that record every surviving member of our regiment may
say, " All of this I saw, and part of it I was." So much the
living may say. But what of the dead who strewed its path-
way everywhere ? They died that the nation might live.
And, thanks be to God, the nation lives, and they have their
reward.

The State of Connecticut erected this monument in honor
of our regiment, and in memory of its dead. It was fitting
that it should do this ; fitting, also, that such memorial
should be placed in a national cemetery. The vines * jour-
neyed or rested, by the stars, wherever we went or were.
And when we journey no more, but rest forever more, the
vines still cluster about us, and the stars glow in lustre
above.

And it is fitting, also, that this monument should stand
in this particular cemetery and place. It was in this vicinity
that much of our useful service was performed. Here, some
of our fallen comrades sleep. Here, in the future years, in
an especial degree, those v^ho in the love of our country
seek to pay respect and do reverence to its defenders will
come and linger and adore. This will be Freedom's and
Fame's eternal camping ground, and glory will here abide
forever, and keep safe and holy this bivouac of the dead.

We are here to-day to dedicate this memorial. And yet,
how true is the thought expressed in the immortal words of
Abraham Lincoln, at Gettysburg, that such dedication can-
not be made by words. It comes from action. Not from
the lips, but from the life. It is for us, the living, rather, to
be dedicated here to that cause for which they died ; the



* Alluding to the vines on the State coat-of-arms.



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cause of free government ; to the establishment, upon
sure and stable and immovable foundations, of that union of
states, which, though many, shall be one, and, though de-
noted by separate stars, shall constitute a single glorious
constellation, whose radiance shall irradiate and enlighten
the world.

As we stand here to-day, a flood-tide of memories, rich,
tender, and precious, rush in upon us with overwhelming
force. The present, with all its thoughts, cares, activities,
and duties, vanishes, and is submergetl. In place of this, the
scenes of the past come vividly to view. We see again the
white tents spread over the plain, the blazing camp fires,
the sentries pacing lonely beats in the silence of the night,
the skeletons in rebel prison cells, the fevered and delirious
soldiers in tent or hospital. We hear the bugles. We see
the rush to arms, the rally round the flags. We feel the
shock of battle. We look into the sweet faces of living com-
rades, and then only a moment later we look down upon
those same faces lying at our feet, calm, still, and radiant
with the peace of God that passeth all understanding, —
the faces of those who have fought a good fight, who have
finished their course, who have kept the faith ; who, as the
Master died to make men holy, themselves died to make
men free.

Oh, brothers in the past, brothers now, brothers forever !
— the state from which you went, the country for which
you died, dedicates this monument to your memory, conse-
crates it to you with its gratitude, hallows it by its love. Oh,
sacred trust committed to these stones, to stand through
centuries to come and tell to all the story of those who so
loved their native land that they counted it a privilege to
die in its defense ! But not for this only will it stand ; not
merely to point to the past, to speak of those whose work is
ended, but also, nay, rather, to show from the past to the
present and to the future the path of duty in which they
led, and we who live, and those who come after us should
follow.

So, in the providence of God, let us trust that it will
prove. Thus, and thus only, shall it come to be, that the
dead of our regiment shall not have died in vain. During



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the war we contributed to, and largely constituted the de-
fense of the nation's capitol, on this side of the Potomac. As
then, so now, and hereafter, may it be. Where we stood,
this memorial stands ; where we went, if there be need,
other regiments bearing the same emblem of state and
nation shall go, actuated by the same purpose, animated by
the example set for them in the past. ^ Because our regi-
ment lived and did its duty, others like it will live and do
theirs also. Thus, while warring only for a perishing im-
perialism, the old guard of France, at Waterloo, died, though
it would not surrender. Our regiment, standing for the
eternal rights of man, also never surrendered. And it will
never die. As I look into the visages of my surviving com-
rades here to-day, I see beneath the wrinkles and waste and
wear of thirty superadded years, the same fires that glowed
in your 3^outhful faces and led you on to battle then. I feel,
I know, that the spirit that animated and nerved our regi-
ment then has not lessened or weakened as the ranks have
melted and lessened and gone down. It will live while we
live. And when he who shall be so unfortunate as to be the


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