The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-02-05
TODAY FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY OF
 LIEUT.. BARTLETT
Man For Whom Bridgeport Camp Is Named, Remem-
 bered By Comrades.
VETERAN TELLS OF
 HIS FRIENDS DEATH
Bridgeport Soldier Was Be- loved By His Men And
 Admired By Superiors.

of the death of Lieut.. Franklin Bart letts killed in action at Hatcher's Run, Va, and for whom the local camp of the Sons of Veterans is named. At the meeting of the mem bers of Elias Howe post, No. 3, G. A. R., yesterday, Lieutenant Bart let's Valor and services as soldier were recounted by his old comrades.
 Lieutenant Bartlett enlisted in Com pany A. Fourteenth Connecticut Vol unteers, and served with ga11antry from 1862 to 1865, rising from a pri- vate soldier to first lieutenant of his company. At the time of his death a commission captain was on the way from the war department to him. This commission he had earned for face of the enemy" the highest tri- bute that can be paid soldier.
 While his comrades would indulge in games or play during their leisure moments, Lieutenant Bartlett, when a private in the company, devoted his time to study of military tactics. He became the best drill masters in ed he rose to first sergeant of his com pany, then called orderly sergeant. Usually this officer is the most un- popular in the company, because of the fact that it is up to him to main tain the discipline of his company and
 
 tails for guard duty and all the little extra duties which are the bane of a, soldiers existence. That Orderly Ser geant Bartlett performed these duties impartia11y and without fear or favor, his comrades all testify. If there was a popular orderly sergeant in the reg iment he was the man.
 Lieutenant Bartlett was acting ad- jutant of his regiment on the morning when he met his death. The regiment went into action at Hatcher's Run early on the morning of Feb. 5, 1885, Russell Glenn, former commander of Elias Howe post and a retired police man, tells this story of the death of Lieutenant Bartlett
 we had gone into action and were | under fire that. morning. Our col one1 had ordered us to throw up dirt i intrenchments in front Of us. We were lying down to shield ourselves better from the fire of the enemy. ] had been promoted orderly sergeant 1 of the company. Lieut.. Bartlett was my friend and side partner all dur ing our service. We had slept under the same blanket and drank from the l same canteen.
 That morning he was acting as ad- l jutant of the regiment as we went l into action he noticed that had no protection and he stood up and came to where I was lying, saying | as he reached me: You haven't pro. lection enough here, sergeant, yor should have some dirt in tfront ot | you
 .I replied that we had only tive .entrenching shovels and both were 1 in use by others. Just then he criet I.out and turned completely around. 1 sa W the hole in the back of his over 1 coat where the bullet that had struck | him in the breast, had come out hi! 1 Geat1y, both of whom were close tt 1 us to take Lieut.. Bartlett back of the l firing line to where the surgeons wer' l and to get him an ambulance. I As they started with him our col onel called out:
 '''Who is that leaving the line 9 l 'Iieut Bartlett answered: It's I | colonel, I'm wounded, I'm wound l ed.'
 When DeForest and Geatly re turned to the line asked them wher' they had left Lieut.. Bartlett Ther' l were tears in their eyes as they an swered that Lieut. Bartlett was dead He had been shot through the bod! and his last words were his reply tC his colonel. He gasped out his las 1 breath as his comrades carried hin
 away from the firing line. No bray
 CT man or gentlers purer soul eve
 lived.''
 As he finished his recital yeSterda.
 MT. Glenn looked as one who draw back the curtain from the dim pas
 and sees a tragedy of long ago. II
 his story he lived the incident il
 which he saw his tebunkie'' and com
 rade killed while endeavoring to ren
 der him a service and his eyes grey
 dim with the memory of it. Lieut.. Bartlett's body was brough
 to Bridgeport and buried in Mountai1 1 Grove cemetery He is survived b
 two brothers, Judge Frederic A. Bart
 lett of the city court and Elmer
 Bartlett, a arpenter-contractor ;als
 by two sisters, Estel1e G. and FIorenc
 N. Bartlett of this city.