- Jul 23, 2017
- Southwest Missouri
GAR veterans watch parade in Kansas
"August 1, 1907.
"Editor of The West Virginian:. .
"Proclaiming myself a veteran of the Civil War only because I saw much of its field and camp life, I want to tell you a little story that led up to a most touching reunion of three Marion County veterans up at Mountain Lake Park, Maryland, the other day…..
"Arriving at Mountain Lake Park, we were warmly welcomed by Captain Maulsby, who during the three-days reunion provided us with comfortable quarters and abundant rations, to say nothing of the delightful drives through Oakland, Deer Park, and the adjacent mountains. And such a reunion! Present for duty: Captain Thomas A. Maulsby, of Fairmont, West Virginia, late commander of Maulsby's famous battery; Private Henry C. McDougal, late of Company A, 6th West Virginia Infantry; and Captain Amos N. Prichard, late of the 12th West Virginia Infantry. All three went into the Union Army early in the Civil War, fought it out, and suffered all its privations, but would do it all over again to save the Union…….
"Though the years have brought gray hairs, and cruel wounds still ache, the three were once more boys again, in spite of the fact that Captain Prichard boasts of more than four-score years to his credit and Captain Maulsby has passed the allotted three-score years and ten, while Judge McDougal has just scored the retiring age of sixty-two, which does not spell retirement for him by any means.
"Each has known the other for a lifetime, and each loves the other like a brother; so that this brief meeting will live in their memories as long as life lasts.
"Others, too, who shared their happiness will not forget their recital of war-time experiences, their singing of songs of camp and battlefield - 'Marching through Georgia,' 'Bingen on the Rhine,' 'Babylon Is Fallen,' and the like, often rang out in the grand old woods of the mountains.
"As these three veteran cronies talked together of their youth, early manhood, the dangers and glories of the war, and of comrades long since mustered out of life, more than once a voice grew tremulous, a chin quivered, eyes moistened, and I expected a breakdown; but it didn't come until the morning we left. Then, as Captain Maulsby and the Judge were super intending the replacing at the front of the newly painted house the sign 'Maulsby's Cottage,' the Judge suggested that it be changed to read: 'Headquarters Maulsby's Battery.' This brought a flood of recollections to both; but the Captain went inside his cottage and the Judge sat with the rest of us on the front porch.
No one was speaking, when, without warning, the Captain came out on his crutches with his old war-time red sash of a captain of artillery gracefully around his now rotund form, his sword-belt (now a world too short), and his Colt's Navy revolver in the service-worn scabbard. All arose and gave him the military salute; but the sight of those old familiar equipments of war which the Judge had seen the Captain wear as a slender young officer, or the look upon the Captain's face, or something that old veterans may understand, quite overcame both.
The Judge surveyed the Captain for a moment. Neither spoke. Then their eyes met and soon both were in tears. To see these two grand men—strong, stalwart veterans of the great war—crying in each other's arms, was a most touching sight, and out of sheer sympathy the rest of us joined our grateful tears with theirs.
"A few moments later we broke camp. The grand reunion was ended.
God grant that it may not be their last.
"Mrs. Frances A. Johnston."
Wartime Photo of Battery F 1st West Virginia Light Artillery - Maulsby's Battery