Morning journal and courier., 1893-09-14

not be believed. At last he told his ser want to give his coat pull when he got to talking too extravagantly. So one day he was telling of barn he was building, and he said, It is one hundred feet high, one hundred feet broad and (here the servant | jerked his coat) one foot thick
 "But am glad to be here. This Is the | first reunion of the Twenty seventh I | have attended since the one on the field of Gettysburg when your splendid monument was dedicated.
 IN OLD DAYS OF TORE.
 ''I remember when the regiment was formed. It was New Haven county regiment. I might say almost g New Haven city regiment, for eight companies came from this city. Thus 1t has special interest fer the citizens of this city. am truly glad to see you all here to-day with tEs pleasant skies above you and your wives and families about you. And hope you may all live and see many more such gatherings."
 COLONEL BosTwIcK, PARsoN IsBELL AND OTHERS The Second Regiment band then played
 
 was next called upon. He responded briefly and was followed by Postmaster Willis B. Isbsll with very interesting sd- dress, followed by a recitation. Colonel Fox then read pathetic letter | from Mrs. A. J. Doty of this city, wife of one of the disabled members of the regi- l ment.
 Captain D s. Thomas then read the fol- | u aI noA~ Arsl I'd Stack your arms! Fall In for rations! Bow your heads while saying grace; | Members of the Twenty seventh | See each man is in his place.
 Move the ranks up close together,
 At a this, snshe the tS twenty eo fth rea11ion Modest impulses have play.
 In the rustle of the tree tops, Far-of echoes may be heard; | Like the strains of martial music Oft our patriot bosoms stirred.
 Stretching dimly in the distance, | Lol long, faint phantom line; | Brothers, can mark you the faces
 By the lights that on them shinef
 To this banquet bring no cypress;
 Hush your sighs and stay your tears;
 Brighter shine the roll Of honor
 In the glory of the years.
 Softly ringing down the ages,
 Mystic voices low and sweet
 Chant the requiem of the patriots
 Sleeping now beneath your feet.
 On the camping ground eternal
 Where is pitched the victor's tent,
 Swords sheathed and crowns are flashing | Sure rewards for brave lives spent.
 Primer than the ssrock" beneath you,
 Brighter than the skies above,
 Stronger than the glistening granite | Be your faith and hope and love. ! Sweeter than the sweetest music, ! Falling on a levers ear, I Be the memories you cherish | Of the heroes buried here.
 But the gaps are ever widening; Fewer places filled to-day | Than when, years agone, we rallied To the sound of reveille.
 Draw up closer, comrades, closer! ! This may be the last, perhaps; | For we're ever onward marching,
 Marching to the call of ''tapsl'' CHAPULTEPEC RECALLED.
 It seems that yesterday was the ami
 versary of the battle of Chapultepec whict
 was fought September 13, 1847. There
 were two veterans of the Mexican wal
 present who were in that battle-Sergeant
 Hayward and Private Steel. Sergeant
 Hayward made few remarks and turned
 to General Couch who sat near him and , pulled him up beside him. General Coucl : was also in the Mexican war, and as the thre, | veterans of the 'swar before the war
 stood before the crowd they were heartily cheered.
 LETTERS FROM OLD COMRADES. T Letters of regret were read from Hon
 Henry B. Harrison, Colonel John R. Brook Captain Frank D. Sloat of Company A Captain W. D. Sheldon of Company H ant General E. Merwin, who is in Chicago
 Colonel John R. Brook who was com mander of the Fourth brigade, first di vision, Second corps, is in the regula army and stationed at Omaha. Letters were also read from Frank D
 Slost and o. T. Buttock.
 Colonel Norris G. Osborn was thel , | called upon and he spoke briefly. Post
 master N. D. Sperry followed him. H said:
 al REMARKS BY HON. N. D SHERRY. t Twss especially interested in the speec c of the chaplain of this regiment, Parso j. Isbell of Westville. When he spoke as b 7, did you must have known that that ma d was a soldier. I said to myself, that ma f is soldier, every inch of him. He's bsel @ there, and he knows what it is. Gentle @ men. to be soldier when the oountr.. Q needs soldiers is worth something. It is t grand thing to be able to say that yo Il fought for your country. eI A DARK AND GLOOMY DAY. vI I remember, my friends, one of tn @ darkest and gloomiest hours this countr : ever saw, when McClellan's front wa beaten and he fell back to Harri
 sons Landing I remember reading in tn b newspapers how we were all beaten t d death, and I never remember such y gloomy time. It was about the Fourth C n July and went all about the city seourin a signatures for meeting which was called l. And when the meeting took place it wa 10 ! one of the most enthusiastic which ha n ever been held in this city Men were en n listed then and soon more troops were ser Q to the front. It gives me great pleasure . be here with you o-day, and I hope 70 f may live to gee many reunions" e CLOSING FEATURES. h Captain Ely of Branford then reclte 7 'The Heights of Fredericksburg" and th e reunion closed with music by the band.
 An interesting presentation took plae
 during the day. An elegant pencil draw d ing of the log cabin at Falmouth camp, Va P. which was occupied during the winter ( '62 by Sergeant Chauncey Hicko1, Col poral Charles o. Bradley, F. G. Bell an !, Philo s. Fuller, was present to James W J. Rice of Woodbridge. one ot the occupant
 of the tent, by MT. D. N. Clark of Betht 1t ny, who is sister of Isaac Bradley. Tn F, drawing was made from the origin, @ sketch by Isaac Bradley. The drawin g was executed by Moves D. Clark of Beti 0 any.
 Will be Given to the Jury To-day. The closing arguments in the case ( ,s Hugh W. Morton, landlord of the Rict
 mond house, which has been on trial l. the common pleas court for several day u past, will be made this morning and tn 1t case given to the jury. ,. LAST DADIES, DAY.