My Tree

Deeply Rooted

Marcus S.

Source 160 – Website File of Civil War Enlistees, Lansing MI

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Record – First Michigan Engineers & Mechanics (1861-1865)
URL: http://www.migenweb.org/michiganinthewar/engineers/1engi.htm
Thomas, George S. (p. 201)
Enlisted – Company I, Engineers & Mechanics, 15 August 1864, at Grand Rapids, Kent Co., MI., for 1 year, age 36.
Mustered – 15 August 1864. Joined regiment at Atlanta, GA, 02 Sept 1864.
Position – Artificer
Discharged – Washington D.C., 07 June 1865.
Buried – North Star

Note: Sidney S. Thomas and William W. Thomas enlisted on same day at Grand Rapids.

URL: https://babel.hathitrust.org/cgi/pt?id=mdp.39015015346847;view=1up;seq=223
Book: Record of Service of Michigan Volunteers in the Civil War, 1861-1865
Page 201 – Engineers & Mechanics
Thomas, George S., North Star. Enlisted in Company I, Engineers and Mechanics, August 15, 1864, at Grand Rapids, for 1 year, age 36. Mustered August 15, 1864. Joined regiment at Atlanta, GA, September 2, 1864. Artificer. Discharged at Washington, D.C., June 7, 1863.

Record – First and Second U.S. Sharpshooters, Company D, Western Sharpshooters (1861-1865)
Nelson, Marcus S. (p. 175)
Enlisted – Company D, Western Sharpshooters, 10 March 1862, at Dowagiac, MI
Mustered – 12 March 1862
Killed in Action – 04 October 1862, Corinth, MS
Buried – Arlington

Draper, Willard E. (p. 171) (see Source 10)
Enlisted – Company D, Western Sharpshooters, 11 March 1862, at Dowagiac, MI
Mustered – 26 March 1862
Discharged – at expiration of term of service at Goldsboro, NC, 04 April 1865
Died – 14 February 1903, at Detroit, MI
Buried –

Branch, Elam (Vol. 45, p. 116)
Enlisted – Company C, 70th New York Infantry, 30 April 1861, at Paw Paw for 3 years
Mustered – 21 June 1861
Promoted Corporal
Discharged – 24 July 1862, at Detroit, MI, on account of wounds received in action
Buried – Lawrence

Branch, Elijah C. (Vol 42, p. 132)
Enlisted – Battlion G, 1st Lt. Artillery
Mustered –
Discharged –
Died –
Buried –

Source 084 – Poem: Pittsburg Landing by Marcus S. Nelson

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Author: Marcus S. Nelson
Title: Pittsburg Landing [Battle of Shiloh]
Date: 1862
Curator: Christine Fisher
Note: hand-written poem of the Civil War battle at Pittsburg Landing, shortly before Marcus was killed in action

Copied by Francis M Jones a few days before the author’s death from the original manuscript; who belonged to the same mess with young Nelson.

Oh ‘tis beautiful, ‘tis beautiful
The noble Tennessee
Where it winds among the woodlands
And along the flowing lea;
But the blood of martyred patriots
Has dyed its waters red
Where it sweeps by bloody Pittsburgh
Dark Pittsburgh where they bled.

Twas a fearful scene of carnage
Where the opposing armies stood
Each resolved to win the victory
Or to drench the field with blood
And they fought with desperate valor
Those union soldiers brave
And full many fell at Pittsburgh
At Pittsburgh found a grave.

Where they rest in peaceful slumber
Beneath the traitors soil
Their battles all forgotten
Secure from care and toil.
But full many hearts are mourning
In their distant northern homes
For those who died at Pittsburgh
But bravely met their doom.

In full splendor broke the sunrise
On the fatal Sabbath morn
But its light was soon extinguished
By the rising battle storm.
Then the cannon loudly thundered
And bullets whistled past
And the ground red at Pittsburgh
With the life tide flowing fast.

Bravely fought our patriot soldiers
Firm they met the rebel hosts
But their forces was far outnumbered
And alas the day was lost
Stretched upon that field at sunset
Thousands slept in calm repose
Slept in peace at bloody Pittsburgh
Undistinguished – friends and foes.

That night on the field of battle
Those hostile forces lay
Prepared to renew the contest
By the mornings earliest ray;
Then again the smoke of conflict
Rolled fiercely over the field
And before our fire at Pittsburgh
The traitors ? phalanx reeled.

Awhile the rebels columns
Unbroken – firmly stood
Till their ranks were thinned with carnage
And the soil was red with blood
Then they willingly retreated
From the fray themselves had sought
And we conquered there at Pittsburgh
Though twas victory dearly bought.