The Baraboo news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1884-1911, 1911-08-24

During the recent reunion of Co. E
at Kilbourn, pilgrimage was made
to Delton. H. w. Rood describes thu
event In the Madison Democrat as
follows:
At ten O'Clock big carry-all drew
up before the door of the hall and
seventeen of us, besides the driver,
climbed in for ride over to Delton,
four miles south, where the company
was organized and put to drilling for
service fifty years ago in September.
Before arriving at Delton there were
six teams in our train, and the pas
sengers made as much noise as they
used to do in driving over those same
roads to spelling schools or war meet
ings. White hair, bald heads and
rheumatism combined cannot, against
ones will, take away the spirit of
youth and good cheer. We sang war
songs over and over again and re-told
the old stories of incidents all the way
from Delton to Madison through Kan
sas and Missouri and Kentucky and
Tennessee and Mississippi and Louisi-
ana and Alabama and Georgia and the
Carolinas and the Virginias and back
to Madison again after it was all over.
Good old Charley Fosbinder, now well
beyond the allotted three score and
ten, got down from the wagon to run
alongside, pick golden rod for the
ladies and hawk bundle of oats from
nearby harvest field for the horses
forage some roasting ears, and-well
do for all the world just as we did
when we were on the march in Dixie.
Charley gratefully declares that his
nimbleness, after long life of suffer
ing from rheumatism and an ugly
wound, is due to Christian science.
He is most certainly happy old COM
rade.
Where the Village Preacher Talked.
So our procession passed into the
village and drove down by the Mat
church that used to be the old Acad
emy building before the war, around
in front of the Freer tavern, where
half the company were quartered In
September and October, '6l, then on
around the square and back to the
place where the old blacksmith shop
used to stand, in front of which the
village preacher talked to us, and
prayed for us, and bade us goodbye
lin the name of the assembled crowd,)
when we were loaded in farmers wa
gons ready for our ffty-mile ride to
Madison and Camp Randall. AS we
passed again over this old drill
grounds Of ours, we sang the lively
chorus "Marching Through Georgia..
Having come to the business center
of the village-two stores, postoffice,
and the village hall-we unloaded
and settled down to talk over the
thing that came crowding into our
minds and hearts.
I must here give Delton para
graph all its own. 1t is a little old
village in bit of eddy aside from
the main stream. The current there,
instead of rushing on with the rest of
the world, goes round and round.
1t is pretty much as it was fifty years
ago, only more so. The houses are
that much older, and so are some of
the folks. There are not very many
young people there, for the most OF
them get out into the main current
and pass on. The place was settled
in the early days of Wisconsin by a
class of intelligent people. [ have
heard it said that they once had some
notions of making Delton the state
capital. They soon had neat
building up in the center of the
for an academy, and
there many of the young folks round
about got bit of advanced learning;
also, what was yet better, something
of hunge ring and thirsting for more
knowledge and wider field of use
fulness. That old academy has its in
fiuence on our army service, for several
of the members of our company had
been students there. Some of them
were in our crowd there the other day.
They speak of the academy days in
Delton as its golden age.
Little Village is Old.
Though the little village is old, al
most obsolete, some of ills surround
ings are beautiful. Mirror Lake, an
of Dell creek caused by
the mill dam, affords bit of fairyland
scenery. 1t is a narrow, winding
stretch of water with high rocky
oxIor0roUp with ninoc fire