. To sacrifice, to suffer, and if need be, to die : a history of the thirty-fourth New York Regiment. nd, and called him by his name,and thanked him for what he haddone, in right good earnest. That,perhaps, indicates the purpose andnature of this little history. Vocif-erous adulations, scattered broad-cast, do not go home like a hand-to-hand clasp, and a heart-to-hearttalk. Hence the design of this vol-ume is, to bestow an honorablemention on each particular man ofthis particular regiment. The vet-eran, scarred band, is summonedfor a final muster. Out of the cloudy lands, in which, through for
. To sacrifice, to suffer, and if need be, to die : a history of the thirty-fourth New York Regiment. nd, and called him by his name,and thanked him for what he haddone, in right good earnest. That,perhaps, indicates the purpose andnature of this little history. Vocif-erous adulations, scattered broad-cast, do not go home like a hand-to-hand clasp, and a heart-to-hearttalk. Hence the design of this vol-ume is, to bestow an honorablemention on each particular man ofthis particular regiment. The vet-eran, scarred band, is summonedfor a final muster. Out of the cloudy lands, in which, through forty years of human vicissitude, menwander, and are lost, the comrades are summoned for a last parade, anda final muster, on the heights of time; once more we call them all byname; and again recount their distinguished services, their patriotismand their valor. Alas, it is a scanty muster. In vain the drum beats,and the evening bugles sound. There are many who do not , where are your men? Sir, all are present, or accountedfor. They have crossed the river on the swaying bridge at Fair. N. CHAPIN 6 Why This History Was Written Oaks, and they have not returned. They have passed down thevalley of Falmouth, and climbed the heights of Fredericksburg-,and thence have vanished in chariots of fire. They have never returnedto the old camp ground. And at the little Dunkard Church of Antie-tam their eulogies have been pronounced. Their white tents glisten onanother shore. Alas, it is a scanty muster. Comrades, this is your book. Your names are in it, every one. Itdoes not seek to recite the whole story of the war. But it seeks to re-visit the scenes where once your lives were in such deadly peril; toonce more put your feet into the same tracks, and to again remind youof the many scenes, incidents and hardships you ought not to old roads may now be retraveled, and those old camps and battle-fields revisited, without the danger of encountering any foe. And I have no
Size: 1111px × 2250px
Photo credit: © Reading Room 2020 / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookcentury1900, bookdecade1900, booksubjectsoldier, bookyear1903
