The Portland daily press., 1891-08-21
the SEVENTH MAINE
Observe Ladies' Day at Long IisIand
Yesterday. sg

The fourth day of the weeks encampmen'
of the Seventh Maine Regiment Associatlon
at Long Island was observed as "Ladles
Day." and naturally enough 1t proved W no
as usual the most pleasant event OF the en-
campment, Not only were there numerous
accessories to the ranks of the comrades put
tha ladies' were ON hand in full force and
made everything bright and sunny, despite
tha n,,sts swept in from the ocean for an
hour or so at nooh'
While the comrades gathered in the main
Climb house of the association and beguiled
time with story telling and "reminiscences of
the grand old campaigns the ladies made
their headquarters at the pretty Thurston
cottage just in the rear. where CHEEKY fire
was blazing for those who felt the chin of
the strong ocean breeze.
Dinner was announced In due time and a
most palatable and inexhaustible spread of
sea shore viands and home luxuries 1t proved
to be. The tables were tastefully ornament
ed with large bouquets of flowers from the
garden of Cvmrade j. E. Foster.
Before the company sat down an original
ode was sung in excellent style. the author
of which was Comrade Hatch, the poet of
the association. 1t went to the good old
tune of "Auld Lang Sype," with words as
follows:
Once more we meet in union sweet,
With cOmr AIDES tried and true,
With heart and hand we kindly greet
The boys who wore the blue;
An, dear old boys we' ne'er forget
The days we formed the line,
Fond memory brings them back again,
Those days OF Aud Lang Syne.
Thirty long years have passed away,
Since we first donned the blue,
1t seems but ieeting dream.
So swiftly on they've flew;
Then we were happy, young and gay,
soldiers life was fine,
Well meier forget those army days,
Those days OF Auli Lang Syne.
| Though old in years we may appear,
| With heads both bald and gray,
Our hearts are young and full OF fun,
As when we marched away;
| Then lett all be boys today,
1 And leave our cares behind,
Well sing the songs we used to sing
In the days OF Aud Lang Syne.
| Those brave old BOYS now mustered out,
Whose memory we hold dear,
Who've stacked their arms and crossed the ford,
Today they meet US here;
In memoTy's name they come again,
Old comrades true and Kind
Those brave old boys who marched with us
With cheerful hearts we'll march along,
And conquer In the fight,
Then when our earthly sun shall set,
For us therell be no night;
Well answer to the last roll call,
When we all meet in line,
The brave old boys who wore the blue
In the days of Aud Lang Syne.
Prayer and Divine blessing was invoked
by Comrade Mclaughlin.
Happy after dinner speeches were made
by Major Nickersop, DR.. Eveleth and Ser
| geant George B. Moore. The latter alluded
most pleasantly to the ''girls we left behind
us" in the trying days Of the war what a
source Of encouragement and solace they
were--how eagerly their letters were re.
ceived and patriotic injunctions responded
| to. OF their noble work in the hospitals and
untiring efforts at home. They were an UNI
seen but mighty power that stood all along
| the lines of battle.
When dinner was finished the fog mists
had disappeared and the remainder Of the
day was greatly enjoyed.
The encampment Of the Seventh Maine
Association will continue until Saturday but
its chief feature Of interest ended with this
most suspicious Ladies' Day."