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Lilley, Harvey


Age: 18, credited to Hyde Park, VT
Unit(s): 1st VT CAV
Service: enl 10/15/61, m/i 11/19/61, Pvt, Co. I, 1st VT CAV, pow, Broad Run, 4/1/63, prld 8/7/63, pr CPL, wdd, 6/29/64, m/o 11/18/64

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Birth: 1843, Hyde Park, VT
Death: 03/14/1869

Burial: Village Cemetery, Hyde Park, VT
Marker/Plot: 148
Gravestone researcher/photographer: Denis & Karen Jaquish

Findagrave Memorial #: 0
(There may be a Findagrave Memorial, but we have not recorded it)


Alias?: None noted
Pension?: Yes, widow Alma E. Campbell, 5/29/1917, VT
Portrait?: Guber Collection off-site
College?: Not Found
Veterans Home?: Not Found
(If there are state digraphs above, this soldier spent some time in a state or national soldiers' home in that state after the war)

Remarks: None


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Village Cemetery, Hyde Park, VT

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Harvey Lilley



Harvey Lilley, a member of Co. I, from this town, writes from Strasburgh, on the 27th, from which we make the following extract.

"The weather has been very wet and cold here this spring. The farmers say they have never saw the like before. We (Co. I) have moved three times since I wrote to you last. We went from this place to Woodstock, Saturday morning and pitched our tents, thinking to stay several days. The next day, at noon, Co. I, and one other company was ordered back to Middle Town as patrol guard, but it seemed more like scouting guard, for we were out most every night hunting after rebels, and had some big times; had the most fun we ever had. One dark rainy night about 25 or 30 of the rebels crossed the Shenandoah, and were expecting to take a squad of our men, they were patrolling the Pike road, but didn't make their plans work. The boys found out they were coming, and sent word into camp. Then 20 of us went out expecting to have some fun. We saw them two or three times during the night, but it being so dark, and in the woods part of the time, were unable to do much. I was out most every night some where, and off most every day foraging for our horses. This was rather hard work; but after all, never enjoyed myself better in my life.

On Monday night last we moved to this place; arrived here just at dark and O, how it rained, but we were accommodated with quarters in the Brick Church. The next day we went into the woods and built some wood huts, as we had no tents. Here we have been ever since, waiting for further orders. Some of the boys received a Newsdealer last night, which we haven't seen before for a long time. I suppose the Captain has a lot of news to tell while at home. He returned last night., but has been so busy I have not had a chance to hardly speak to him. I understand the 3d Vt. Reg. has been badly cut up, though I am in hopes it is not as bad as reported. You have probably got the list of the killed and wounded by this time, and I am in hopes we can know soon.

We have understood they showed great bravery in fighting. The biggest part of our regiment is in the advance, about 50 or 60 miles above here; and now the Captain has got back we are in hopes to be with them soon.



Last Sabbath eve, at 11 o'clock, the lamp of life which has been flickering in the socket for weeks, went out; and our young friend, just in the morning of life, and only a few short weeks a husband. has met the "white-robed angel boatman." and crossed the dark river, and already has wisdom beyond what is given to mortals to know, Born under our nearest neighbor's roof, we have known him from infancy, and watched his growth. In 1861, when we called for recruits to follow us to the field, he was one of the noble band who fell into the ranks. For four years he did good service for his country, and escaped apparently unharmed. His last sickness, however, developed the fact that he there contracted the seeds of disease which has taken him to an early grave; and thus it it is, though that "cruel war is over" as one after another of our strong young men fall from its effects we are bitterly reminded of its causelessness and cruelty. His funeral takes place to-day from his father's home, to which he had been removed some weeks since, to escape the noise and excitement of the hotel.

Courtesy of Deanna French.