Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1862-02-13
ruriaI OF General Cofse-A Solemn Scene.
TIE following slrem correspondent OF the Charles
CAMp oF REeIMENr or, R1FLEs,

TIE following is rem correspondent OF the Charles
ton Cour ier
CAMP OF REGIMENT OF RIFLES,
jan IT. 1862
NFssRs FDIToRs War does not consist entirely OF
horrors and the hard life of soldier has Its occasional
CLEAN of sunshine. A few afternoons ago the Colonel
of the Regiment announced dress parade that here
after the cofae rations would cease. During the fo-
lowing evening procession was formed IN the quarters
of the Palmetto Rhemen, which began Its march
through the camp preceded by four five In suitable
robes AS it wound lis way through the streets OF the
camp the fell in and sweled lis numbers IL
the procession displayed huge Transparency; on
the side appeared large coffee pot running away
OF two impromptu legs, the body of which was pierced
by an arrow. Below it the lrgend "No more
grounds for complaint" On the side was the
picture of coffee mill, with its handle broken and bf-
low it appeared scroll with the words "Ihe last
grind Behind the transparency Was borne an Old
c. flee pot which had evidently service When the
last tent was passed. the procession halted by the side
of newly opened grave and with serious countenances
| gathered around it.
The Rev. Mr. Smansklamerhesan then delivered the
following address ia the German language. His re-
marks brought forth many heartbroken sigh, and at
the close of the ceremony there not dry eye that
could be seen upon the ground:
ADDRESS
Dearly Beloved Brethren and Brother Soldiers The
soldiers e more than any other, subjects one to trou
bic and ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS, cold thirst hunger and
hardship of every kind incidental to bis occupation
and profession. Each OF you, my comrades, know by
experience the value of true friend Under such try
ing circumstances, such friend has been taken from
midst and Journeys upon that road from whence DC
traveller returns.
ask which ore of YOU my friends and brother sol
ders did not love aud cherish departed friend ?
COFFEE Full OF strength he joined in this cam
paiyn Although OF a black and swarhy complexion
his temper though easily excited, aud at times he woult
boil upon slight provocation yet soon as the grounds
l<ft hn hnPOmp
0ud readily yield to the street influence OF bis admir-
ers, with the milk Of human kindness. The grief fo
his loss gives great to lament and mourn. Fo
some time past have noticed unmistakable symptom
OF his fdaLing strength, and day after day we Saw ant
felt be G. curing CeQker, gradually becoming NOR
pale, and soon did he loose his healthy color.
Those who enjoyed his society daily aud who had OF
ten been inspired by his exhrang Spirits could scarce
y recognize him-their once Warm hearted, stron!
minded and healthy friend Coee-they could scarcel
distinguish from that enemy OF the madman's Old o
Rum
At times though Weok ard pale. be was not feserte
by his FRIENDS trey remembering the good nc had done
and with the hope that he would rally and recover b
strength. But alas our hopes were blasted, for IN tE
mighty council of the Confederate States bis death wa
rant was signed Our friend has departed-we trus
not forever. AS faithful believers in the resurrection
we feel friend will revive again on that glorious da
l. when our ports shall again be opened to the world.
And this should induce hasten that much desire
end
Let US now perform the last honor to our departe
. friend. The cold soil his earthly remains
e let forget him, though promised anoth
J. to fill his place. of sarce disposition known to
by the euphonious name of Molasses-still unable
fill the void occasioned by the death of Old aid trl
D. friend Rio Our hearts naturally sad by the present
l. cason, made much more so, when looking arour
rs we see who the disease has attacked Aye, that Il
hand Of death about to snatch away another old
, equally valued friend.
ihnrpt thp ri ON
clasp to our bosoms only remaining aud sptrltu
k friend Bourbon Rye" In conclusion we will sing t
~ following lines
Oh come my friends and comrades brave
Come stand around poor Coffee's grave
Is With humble thought and quiet tread,
To place in cold and lonely bed,
Ut Our poor friend Coffee, WHO is dead.
The loss is great, Oh! let sigh,
For Whskey is very high;
ed It is indeed my honest dread,
That drinks have forever fled,
re For poor friend Coffee now is dead.
We beg the ''oficers' please TO try
te If nothing stronger, give us Rye;
For and all, wives have said,
IS, that hey would break you, like thread,
If any of US should be dead.
q And now kind friends we'll bid adier
To Coffee, Rye aid Whiskey, too;
SIS, Ard if Government nOught but Molasses Civ
or We PROMISE like Marion, upon Potatoes to live.
ut We learn from reliable source that on the morni