The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1885-04-09

next Reunion at Portsmouth. A soldier named
Mathew Lyon was then called upon for song,
and responded with lyric song relative to
"Famous Beauregard" watering his horse at
Pittsburg Landing. 1t was grand thing.
Mathew is genius, and his song produced such
an electric effect that Gen. Jones, Mai. Dawes,
Capt. Crumt and others were on the po1nf OF
shouting.
The Choral Society then sang "Tenting on the
Old Camp Ground" after which resolution
was adopted that the Regiment, with band OF
music, march to Camp Diamond. The RAIN
prevented this grand feature of the day, as the
ladies had decorated the old camp ground in the
most beautiful manner. A resolution WAS
adopted thanking all ex-soldiers, and citizens
for their efforts to make the Reunion success.
Then Brewster-the only Brewster-was called
out. Brewster is a whole volume within MINI
self. You might think, at first glance thaI tne
titlepage is not pretty. but inside there is rlch
reading. He can be pathetically eloquent one
moment, and the next be a whole circus, Win
the side-show thrown in, and the concert after
the performance. He gave a humorous descrip-
tion of his early military experience. "Why,
said he, sin the early days of the war, II you
CALLED man Captain, the people Thought you
meant man who stands on the upper deck OF
steamboat and swears down at the deck
hands, and up at the pilot. The first time was
called out with the militia, some went with
shot-guns, some with rifles, some with corn
cutters, and had mare and colt!"
He also told how. when he went into Camp
Diamond, he wanted to see real live Colonel,
and cautiously peeped into Applers tent, and
saw fine looking man sitting there-which
afterward proved to be jeff. Shockey, leader of
the Band. Brewster called for the
John Brown song, which was sung
with a wild enthusiasm. Gen. Jones sing
ing the solo. and everybody joining In the
chorus
w w. Martindale was called out and spoke
feeingly to his old comrades. ''When was on
guard ,on that fatal morning, at Shiloh Church,
said he "I heard the firing, saw the enemy ad-
vancing, and went to join my command. AS 1
passed ridge 1 saw the men lying down,
and three officers, Col. Jones, Maj. Dawes and
Capt. Crumit, on their knees, watching the
movements of the Rebels. thought they were
the bravest men ever saw"
Sergeant Campbell-who is blind-waS pres
ent aud stood up, but did not speak Capt.
Starkey spoke for few moments. in a humor-
Gus vein. Speaking of military greenness, he
said: "When we came to Camp TDia-
mond, Gen. Jones was clad in a long-tailed coat
and plug hat, and Col. Appler wore an old
white plug hat" THE Colonel changed the hat
for feather afterwrrd, if there is truth in his
tory.] Capt. Harkips made a short, humorous
address The Captain was loudly cheered, as
also was Capt. Starkey. Lieutenant Cavett was
called on, but declined making a speech but
assured the boys of his intention to meet with
them as often as possible. James d. Roberts
was called out by Maj. Dawes, and spoke few
words, assuring the boys of his entire happi-
ness in being able to be present, having come
over five hundred miles to get here. Jim was
quite popular with the boys.
There were no further formal exercises, the
boys spending the remainder of the evening in
living their army experiences over again, and
the citizens doing what they could to
render their stay pleasant. The bad
weather was subject of regret,
as with fine day there would have
been much larger crowd, and the boys could
have viewed their old camp ground. However
the Reunion was a grand success, and the boys
all had good time. One noticeable feature was
the fresh, and even youthful appearance, OF
many of the men. While some heads are being
rapidly silvered with age, many are still free
from these silver tracings. Mr.. D. S. Barton, OF
this place, we believe, was about the oldest man
present.
There were several men of the Regiment in
town who did not register. Lieut.. Gray, oi
Ironton, was not here. There was some inquiry
among the boys as to the whereabouts of Lieu
tenant-Coionel Fulton. He was a short, odd
looking man, and during the stay of the Regi-
ment here was called "the pegging awl." He
had a shrill voice, and every command he gave
was heard. There are quite a number of survi-
vors of the Regiment in adjoining counties who
could not get here.
So the Fifty-Third has come and gone again,
but like their first going, the most pleasant
memories of their good qualities as soldiers and
citizens remain.