Company D
Pvt.
Mark L. Harris - Belleville, IL; Musician Robert
C. McElhanon - Belleville, IL
Pvt. G. Adolph Schroeder - Belleville, IL; Pvt.
Leon G. Smith - Belleville, Illinois
| Regiment was enrolled April
26, 1898, and mustered into the service
of the United States at Springfield,
Illinois, May 20, 1898. Changed station
from Springfield to Jacksonville, Florida
(Camp Cuba Libre) on May 26, 1898. The regiment
arrived at Camp Cuba Libre on May 29,
1898. The unit moved from Jacksonville to
Savannah, Georgia (Camp Onward) on
October 20th 1898. The 4th left Savannah
on January 4th for Havana, Cuba aboard
the vessel Mobile. The regiment arrived
in Havana (Camp Columbia) on January 7,
1899. February 19 to February 27, 1899,
the regiment was on a trial march to
Guines, Cuba and return. The distance of
the march was approximately sixty-six
miles.
The unit
left Havana, Cuba to the Quarantine Camp,
Egmont Key, Florida (near Tampa) on April
14, 1899. The 4th remained at Camp Egmont
for three days and four nights. The
regiment then moved to Camp McKenzie,
Augusta, Georgia.
The 4th
Illinois Infantry Regiment was mustered
out of service on May 2, 1899 at Augusta,
Georgia.
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| Note:
Twenty-three of the thirty charter
members who served in Company D were
members of the John D. Miley Camp (Photo) |
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LAST OF
THE VOLUNTEERS
Photo
taken from "History of Belleville
1814-1914" by Robert Fietsman, Jack
LeChien & Judy Belleville. |
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Attention all; And
stand up straight
Here come "The Boys of
Ninety-Eight,"
The boys who answered their Country's
call,
Volunteer soldiers,one and all
There is not one who bears the shame
of "drafted" placed behind his
name
So greet them with three hearty cheers
For they are the last of the Volunteers.
With the rallying cry, "Remember The
Maine,"
They marched away to the War with Spain;
And Cuba, to free from savage hate,
Those gallant boys of ninety-eight.
Brevely they fought, a gallant band,
To victory on sea and land,
So honor them all as their column nears,
For they are the last of the Volunteers.
'Twas not a draft that made them go,
None were compelled to meet the Foe;
Never a slacker or coward there,
For each was anxious the to share,
Gladly they went to battle's hell,
Bravely they fought, and bravely they
fell,
Freely they gave of their youthful years,
And they are the last of the Volunteers.
Young were they then, who now are bent,
Strong were they then, 'though now near
spent;
Hale were they then, who now are ill,
But loyal then, and loyal still.
Then they were patriots young and bold,
Now they are patriots gray and old.
Exalt them all for their past careers,
For they are the last of the Volunteers.
Lift up your eyes,and greet them proudly,
Lift up your voice, Cheer them loudly;
Lift up your hands, Salute them bravely,
Lift up your arms, and bless them
gravely;
Lift up your hearts, that you make them,
Lift up your souls, to emulate them;
Lift up your lives, to become their
peers,
For they are the last of the Volunteers. |
| Author Unknown |
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