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Monday, March 9, 2020

1887 Reunion of the 85th Pennsylvania


       The final chapter of my soon-to-be-published Volume II history of the 85th Pennsylvania regiment covers the annual reunions of the regiment from 1872 to 1928. Luckily, numerous online newspapers from western Pennsylvania helped me to track down the locations and dates of every reunion. Sometimes, a newspaper would simply publish a brief article about the activities and guest speakers at the affair. At other times, the newspaper would publish an extensive article prior to the reunion to discuss the preparations made by the hosting town or city in southwestern Pennsylvania. At other times, the newspaper would send a reporter to cover the one or two-day events, which usually included a parade, a dinner with speakers, and an evening campfire.
  
Union Veterans' Parade
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  Washington, PA was a frequent site for the reunions. This is not surprising, since two full companies of the 85th Pennsylvania and parts of three other companies had men who came from Washington County. 

     The following article appeared in the Washington (PA) Weekly Reporter in 1887. The reporter, who is unnamed, attended the nightly campfire in "Little Washington" and summarized some of the speeches that were made at the event.
    Among the speakers was Harvey J, Vankirk, a prominent lawyer and politician from Little Washington who had served in the 85th Pennsylvania. Another talk was delivered by Washingtonian Boyd Crumrine, also a former member of the regiment who went on to a career in law and local history.
    This reunion was held jointly with another regiment with deeps roots in Washington County, the 100th Pennsylvania, also known as the "Roundheads." The 100th Pennsylvania lost 400 men to battle deaths and diseases during the war. Their highest loss was at the Battle of Spotsylvania Court House during Grant's Overland Campaign of 1864. 
    The 100th Pennsylvania was comprised of men from the following western Pennsylvania counties: Washington, Butler, Beaver, Lawrence, Mercer and Westmoreland.



Washington Weekly Reporter
September 2, 1887
THE CAMPFIRE
HELD BY THE VETERANS OF THE 85TH AND 100TH
Pennsylvania Regiments, on Wednesday Evening, in the Opera House

         No camp fire ever held in Washington has attracted attention equal to the one held in the opera
The Fairmont West Virginian
May 30, 1908
house Wednesday evening. The building was crowded, many persons having to stand. The exercises were opened with prayer by the Rev. Loyal Young, Arnold’s orchestra furnished the music, which was of a very high order. A quartette consisting of Robert Wright, Ben Wolf, Harry Stevenson and Blanchard Hughes rendered a number of very fine musical selections, among which were “The Soldier’s Farewell,” “Marching Through Georgia,” and others. Comrade A. [Alexander] W.Pollock of the 85th acted as toast master. The first toast, “The 100th," was responded to by Chaplain Audley Browne. “The 85th” was responded to by Captain H. [Harvey] J. Vankirk. He spoke of the services of the 85th at the front and lamented that some of his old comrades persistently remained unmarried and while he did not wish to be personal, he said that Robert Caldwell and Tommy Griffith were two of them. “The Rank and File” was responded to by Henry Dougan, Esq of the 100th, of this place. He asserted that the real heroes of the war were the rank and file and that if Grant had not been backed by a brave and loyal rank and file, he could not have been successful. He expressed disbelief in the stories of some historians that Gen. Sherman led the advance at Missionary Ridge, and while he believed that “Little Phil” [Sheridan] did his whole duty on this and every other occasion but he did not believe that either Gen. Sherman, Grant, Sheridan or Thomas were in the line which swept over the ‘ridge” on that memorable occasion.
     “Our Flag” was to have been responded to by Comrade Mountain, but as he was not in the hall Boyd Crumrine, Esq., Washington, took his place. He pictured the dismal time the last, old soldier will have in trying to hold a reunion with lively colors. He said that he did not know who the Mr. Mountain was who had inflicted on him this misery, but he supposed it was Billy Mountain.
     “The Union Soldier in History” was responded to by Congressman [Oscar L.] Jackson of New Castle, who made the speech of the evening. He said that an attempt was being made to write history in a different way from what it should be and that rebel flag order and other things like character would not do. His speech was received with rounds of applause.
     The toast, “The G.A.R.,” was responded to by Comrade [William] Pershing of Cincinnati. “Our Country” was responded to by Captain [Anson B.] Campbell. The most touching toast of the evening, “Those who went and came not,” was responded to by Major James P. Sayer in fitting terms. Comrade Hausman, of Pittsburgh, made the response to the toast, “The Ladies of Washington,” W. [William] H. Underwood was called on to respond to an impromptu toast, “The bummer;” he did it in great style, ending by saying that the best bummer he ever knew was Henry Dougan, Est. Commander [Andrew S.] Eagleson of Wm. F. Templeton Post returned thanks for a picture of General [Daniel] Leasure, presented by J.C. Stevenson, through Congressman Jackson. The camp-fire went out shortly before 11 p.m."


Wheeling, West Virginia
Union vets cross the street
rather than walk under Cleveland ban, substitutener




       The reunion was also covered by the Pittsburgh Daily Post from September 1, 1887. The end of the article speaks of a controversial sign promoting president Grover Cleveland, who was generally unpopular with Civil War Union veterans. Cleveland was a Democrat, the first elected since before the Civil War. Cleveland had avoided Civil War service by hiring a substitute. Finally, Cleveland wanted to put limits on the pension program for Civil War veterans. 




Monday, February 10, 2020

A Poem From Fort Good Hope (Washington, DC)

Interior of a Fort in Washington, DC During the Civil War

          The anonymous poem below was contributed by a member of the 85th Pennsylvania for a reunion in 1885 held in Canonsburg, Washington County. This regimental reunion was held jointly with the 10th Pennsylvania Reserves.
         First, some information about the reunion. A local newspaper noted of the event, "The town was in gay attire, the buildings being decked with flags,
From Boyd Crumrine
History of Washington County
1882
banners and evergreens. On the arrival of the 10:30 a.m. train from Pittsburgh, the visiting comrades were met at the station by the resident members of the regiments, and falling in line they all marched to the Jefferson Academy building..." 

       After several addresses, the veterans continued to the town's skating rink where a banquet dinner was served. At a campfire later in the day, Reverend Jacob L. Thompson, a veteran of Company A, shared some remarks. Another address was made by Alexander Pollock of Company A entitled, "Our Country: The Best Government on Earth." Reverend James S. Speer, a veteran of Company B also made a speech entitled, "Our Absent Comrades."
      During their stay at Fort Good Hope in the District of Columbia during the winter of 1861-1862, the regiment constructed its own fortification (one of 33 that ringed the nation's capital during the war)  and performed duties at several other facilities in the vicinity. Fort Good Hope was located across the eastern branch of the Potomac River, in the southwest corner of Washington, DC near the border with Prince Georges County, Maryland. When they had time, the men would tour the nation's capital. Several claimed to have encountered President Abraham Lincoln near the Capitol Building on various occasions.
        The poem,written during the 85th Pennsylvania's third month in Washington, DC and sixth overall in the army, reflects the writer's homesickness, restlessness in not yet having participated in battle, and frustration with the cold winter weather.


Washington Daily Reporter
October 2, 1885


WINTER IN CAMP
   The following lines were written by a member of Company E, 85th regiment PA. Vols. In February, 1862, at Camp Good Hope, Washington, D.C. and are handed us with a request to publish,


Alas the pleasant days have fled,
The rude storm king has come,
And I’m nodding in my canvass bunk,
With thoughts of “Home” sweet home.

I’m nodding by my friends,
The snow falls thick and fast,
And I’m thinking of the joy’d ones left
And happy hours we’ve passed.

I’m thinking of the little ones,
Now distant many miles,
Their childish glee, their numerous pranks,
Their tears and gentle smiles.

I’m thinking of the good things too,
Roasts, jellies, cakes and cream,
But oh! Alas such dainty things,
In camp are seldom seen.

I’m thinking of the merry dance,
I see each fairy form
As gracefully they promenade,
And smiling partners turn.

But Oh! How different here the scene;
My heart grows faint and sick,
“Tis shoulder arms,” “Right shoulder shift,”
“Now forward” “Double quick.”

The glorious orb of day is hid,
Nor sheds its genial heat,
To cheer the shivering sentinel,
While on his lonely beat.

The silver moon, the twinkling stars,
With clouds are overcast,
And each in haste a shelter seeks,
To shield him from the storm.

And still the storm king rages on,
With unrelenting will,
As though it were his chief delight,
Our icy cups to fill,

The rain, the hail, the sleet and snow,
Continue to descend,
Old Boreas blows his bitter blast,
That seem to have no end.

But cease complaint, my country calls,
Away with idle thought,
We came to save the stars and stripes,
Our fathers dearly bought.

No blood yet trickling from our feet,
We’re amply clothed and fed,
‘Twas not so with our noble sires
When forth to battle led.

Their footsteps left a bloody path,
As o’er the clods they passed,
Undaunted still they forward pressed,
To triumph at the last.

Though kinds and crowns may threaten us,
Though wild rebellion rolls,
Undaunted by our flag we’ll stand,
Or sleep beneath its folds.

Then comrades on with heart and hand,
We’ll show the gazing world.
While life and through and being lasts,
Our flag remains unfurled.

When limbs are stiff and ache with toil,
The cure lies in St. Jacobs Oil.
New York Illustrated Times
May 24, 1862