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Sibley, Philo


Age: 27, credited to Whitingham, VT
Unit(s): 24th MA INF, 34th MA INF
Service: cred. Hopkinton, MA, occ. farmer, enl 12/15/63, Pvt, Co. G, 34th MA INF, tr 6/16/65 to Co. G, 24th MA INF, m/o 1/20/66, Richmond, VA

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Birth: abt 1836, Unknown
Death: 05/08/1918

Burial: Riverview Cemetery, Whitingham, VT
Marker/Plot: Not recorded
Gravestone researcher/photographer: Tom Boudreau
Findagrave Memorial #: 54142488


Alias?: None noted
Pension?: Yes
Portrait?: Unknown
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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Philo Sibley

North Adams Transcript
May 21, 1918

Philo Sibley, born February 2, 1837, of Rowe, died Wednesday morning May 9, after an illness of ten days duration from cerebral hemorrhage. He had been strong and rugged, enjoying excellent health all his life until about three weeks before his death.

Mr. Sibley was born in Rowe, Mass., son of Philo and Polly Stockwell Sibley and spent all his life in that town. He was married on June 7, 1862 to Ellen D. Wheeler. He leaves besides his wife, six children, twenty grandchildren, also a brother, Augustus of Dayton, Ohio, and one sister, Mrs. Mary Jones of Zoar, Mass.

He was an active member of G.A. R. C.D. Sanford Post of North Adams. A delegation of his comrades were present at the funeral which was held at the home Friday afternoon. The many floral tributes and large attendance testified to the high esteem in which he was regarded by his neighbors and friends.

Rev. Margaret B. Barnard, pastor of the Universalist church of Bernardston, Mass., conducted the services assisted by Rev. W.R. Stocking of Williamstown. Following are the remarks of Rev. Mr. Stocking:

"I am glad of the opportunity to come to this home today and give my tribute to the comrade and neighbor who has left us. It was in December 1863, when my regiment, the 34th Mass. Infantry, was located at Harper's Ferry, Virginia, that we received a number of recruits to fill up the vacancies caused by death and discharges, during our year and a half of service. Among those who were assigned to my company (G) was Philo Sibley from Rowe.

"It gave us veterans new courage to have reinforcements come to fill up our depleted ranks. It did not take the new recruits long to get used to the army life and they soon learned how to drill with our Springfield rifles; how to march, stand on guard and do picket duty. All through the severe campaign of 1864 in the Shenandoah valley, Philo Sibley was with the regiment and participated in more than a dozen battles. In Decemeber'64 the regiment was transferred to the 'Army of the James' at the left of Grant's line below Petersburg. April 2, 1865, our division helped to capture 'Battery Gregg' the key to Petersburg, a most desperate charge, and a week later, April 9th, we were on hand at Appomattox when Lee surrendered. In June 1865, the recruits were transferred to the 24th regiment.

"Some twenty years ago I spent a night in this home and met my old comrade and his family. I then advised him to join the Grand Army of the Republic and he later became a member of C.D. Sanford Post of North Adams.

"You, sons and daughters and grandchildren, have received a noble heritage from your father and grand father who did his duty when our country was in peril.

"Endeavor to be worthy of that heritage. Be worthy citizens of the country he helped to save. We will not mourn for him. He has been promoted.

"Let me read in closing a little poem which I think especially appropriate:

"Room for a soldier, lay him in the clover, He loved the fields, and they shall be his cover. Make his mound with hers, who once called him 'lover,' Where the rain may fall upon it, Where the sun may shine upon it, Where the lamb hath lain upon it, And the bee will dine upon it.

Bear him to no dismal tomb under city churches, Take him to the fragrant fields by the silver birches, Where the whip-poor-will will mourn, where the oriole perches, Make his mound with sunshine on it, Where the bee will dine upon it, Where the rain will rain upon it.

Busy as a bee, his rest should be the clover, Gentle as a lamb was he, and the fern should be his cover. Fern and rosemary shall grow my soldier's pillow over, Where the rain may rain upon it, Where the sun may shine upon it, Where the lamb hath lain upon it, And the bee will dine upon it.

Sunshine in his heart, the rain would come full often, Out of those tender eyes which evermore did soften, He never could look cold till we lay him in his coffin.

Make his mound with sunshine on it
Where the wind may sigh upon it,
Where the moon may shine upon it,
And memory shall dream upon it.

'Captain or private', which ever invocation Suit our hymn the best, no matter for thy station, On thy grave the rain shall fall for the eyes of a mighty nation, Long as the sun doth shine upon it, .Shall grow the goodly pine upon it, Long as the stars do gleam upon it, Shall memory come and dream upon it."

Contributed by Tom Boudreau.