Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1867-03-30
Soldiers, Re-uniOn.-The Wis
cOnsin SArmy OF the POio-
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A short time since, reunion of the
Wisconsin soldiers in the "army of the
Potomac" was held at Madison, and
speeches wero made by Col. CHAs. D.
RoBNsoN, of Green Bay, and Gen. J.
A. KELLOGG, Of La Crosse.
The following is the closing paragraph
of Col. RoBINsoN's address:
Comrades Amidst all the pleasures
of this gathering the thought must come
to every heart that zoe are not all here.
Where are the rest of that gallant host
whom we met on the Potomac
in the early days of the war?
They have not left as. This sssernblage
is only the rear-guard of the Wisconsin
army of the Potomac. The head of the
column has gone torwardi Victory
victory, not of things of this earth, but
over the archangel Death, has perched
upon their sunny banners, and they are
marching on to the music of spheres.
1t does not need strained vision to see
the grand advance. There rides Frank
Haskell, with John Savage beside him,
as of yore- brave brothers they There
are Warren Graham and George Drake,
the first and the Youngest who joined the
splendid concourse at Falling Waters.
There, amid the star crowned men of
the old Second, are marching O'Connor,
Colwell, Mckee, Randolph, Stevens.
There is Crane, the knightly, who was
so familiar with this Hall that his pres
ence seems to hover here now. There
are Boardman and Aldrich, peers of all
the gallant throng. There is Horace
Saunders, who bequeathed his children
to the state he served so well. There is
Emery, with bright escutcheon; and
Cutler, sans reproGche, the type of the
Roundhead cavalier. There is Harvey,
who gave his life 10 the care of his
brave Wisconsin boys. The counterparts
of these tattered banners and battle
flags are waving DER them--but shining
with new glory and hung with wreaths
from the celestial host which welcomes
them on. And there, bearing up that
maze of strangely shining steel, with
closed rank and buoyant step, is march
ing the glorious concourse of Wisconsin
men, who have been promoted from the
dust of this earth and who are mustered
now upon the eternal Roll of Honor.
They have gone
"From glory here to glory where
The banner blue in field of air,
Is bright with stars, forever there,
Without the stripes of red"
We are only able to make room for
the following extract from Gen. KEEL.
LoGG's admirable address:
We have met here to-day n remnant
only Of tho army of loyal men WAC
sprang to arms in 1861 to sustain. de-
fend, and protect the government of our
fathers, aud who, in addition to the oath
administered TO all soldiers, in their
hearts silently called upon God to wit
ness that they would never, never lay
down their arms so long as an armed
rebel polluted the soil Of our common
country by his presence, or poisoned the
air with his reasonable utterances.
Where are they to-dayl There are few
Of us, who in the providence Of God,
are permitted to assemble here and enjoy
few hours of social insrcourse. If
you would seek the balance, you will
find all that remains of them scattered
from Gettysburg, in Pennsylvania, to
Appomattox Court House, in Virginia.
More than twenty battle fields drank
their life blood-from the smoke and
carnage of battle their souls passed to
the Great Judge of the Universe, there
to render their final account. They died
as brave men would like to die; with
their arms IN their hands and their faces
TO the foe, the glorious stars and stripes
waving over them, and with the proud
consciousness that they had fulfilled their
obligations to God, their country, and
themselves. Their memories are sacred
legacies to US and our children forever.
And Of those of US that remain, how
many carry with us ever present re-
minders of the past. Fairchield, whose
empty sleeve is eloquent of Gettysburg's
bloody field; glorious old Tom Allen,
upon whose arms are written the re
membranes of four battle-felds at least;
Bragg, whose shattered arm will remind
him of Antietam TO the latest day of
his life; Rogers, with his wounded leg;
Beeley. with his mangled body thrice
pierced with rebel lead, who still lives
because he is too plucky TO die. But l
must pause, for to attempt to mention all
of Wisconsin's wounded sons belonging
to that organization, l must be furnished
with a roll containing the names of
more than one half, and l think even a
greater proportion, of all that remain.
living witnesses all of them OF the cour-
age, endurance, and fidelity unto death
of the glorious old "Army of the Pc
tomac."
HOMES IN THE WEsT.-Theodore
Tilten. the editor Of the Independent, in
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