Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1866-04-18
THE CHRONICLE
WEDNESDAY, APRIL IS, 1856.
Camp Lie RemInicences.

BRo0KFIELD, Ohto.
Ed. ChronicLs:-Since we have nothing
special of local character to interest
your readers, allow US to go back and
bring up a scene from the past; when
watch wor. and weary, we cast ourselves
upon the damp eartn to enjoy that re-
cuperating period of forgetfulness so nee
essary to the sustenance of animal life;
but alas! often to be disturbed by a
dream of battles minions, and TOO often
to realize that it was not only visionary
matter, but that we were confronting the
frowning lives of an enraged enemy. A
few weeks after the surrender of Atlanta,
Ca, the Division and Corps hospitals
having been broken up and concentrated
into the General Hospitals situated in
the suburban regions of the city, there
was collected in a ward in one of those
general hospitals, a number of wardmas-
ters, nurses, convalescents and patients,
among whom was a man. seemingly suf-
fering from paralysis of the lower ex-
tremities, in consequence of which he
had done no military duty for several
weeks previous; but had been suspected
by his Surgeon, as being a "play off,
They were altogether seated in the ward
having a merry rehearsal of the scenes of
the seige of the fatal city when Sherman's
mighty army was extending her lines
round three sides, confronting the en-
trenched myriads of Hood; when the
most secure walked in dangers paths /;
when the roar of cannon, clash of mus
kerry, and horrid shrieking of the des-
perate shell were ever and anon touching
the sensitive nerve and trembling heart
strings # the timid, and casting death
damp upon the brow of the brave. All
were garrulously telling of the daring
feats exhibited by themselves or their
respective comrades when fiery missels
''on their desperate Tout, dealt death
promiscuously TO all about" when sud-
tdenly the fash OF merriment was broken
| in upon by deep sob welled up from
the heaving bosom of one whose brother
fell on the 2lst of July, 1864, under the
fatal charge that robbed us of gallant
commander, the person of the bold and
vigilant Mcpherson. Most of the group
could syDpathize with their bereaved
comrade, having lost friends and relatives
during the same campaign; and one who
seemed to be beyond the meridian of life,
whose swarthy complexion and cadaVer
ous countenance plainly indicated that
he had seen hard service, replied, while
affections tear stole its way down his
care worn cheek, that he too, had lost q
beloved brother; one that had watched
over him in the hospital, and ministered
unto him with all the devotedness of a
brothers ,ove; who fought side by side
with him during the series of battles be-
fore Atlanta, and finally fell on the field
at the battle of Jonesborough, the day be-
fore the victorious army of Sherman en-
tered the Gate city of the South. An.
other replied, you are all familiar with
my brother Calvin Blair, who so nobly
distinguished himself in the late cam.
paien, and when on the very threshold
of being crowned with the glories of the
victorious, was attacked with that fearful
epidemic-typhoid fever, so common in
this climate; aud to-day have just re
ceived the painful intelligence that he is
no more. His comrades were all lily pre-
pared for the shock occasioned by the
sad intelligence, as they all loved Calvin
as brother; having been associated with
him from early childhood, and wandered
with him over their own native hills, val
leys and fields. and pursued the gam
bols of their youthful innocence, uumind-
full that childhood's pleasures, like tran