10th Vermont Infantry
This poem was found in a special magazine published by Frederick County Civil War Centennial, Inc., of Frederick, Maryland, to celebrate the 100th Anniversary of the Battle of Monocacy, July 9, 1864, and is provided by Mr. Glen Rosenthal of Company E, 20th Maine Volunteers (reactivated). The original "song" predates the "battle that saved Washington," and was enclosed in a letter dated April 20, 1863. It was originally composed by a cavalryman "who patrolled the right of our regiment to the left at Monocacy, and that the boys used to get him to buy whiskey for them at Monocacy."
THE 10TH VERMONT IN DIXIE There is a gallant regiment Which is called the 10th Vermont Composed of men who are as good As anyone might want; nd coming from a State where snow In depth, comes several feet, It is not strange they drink down here Where there is no snow to eat! The regiment is divided in three parts, You'll understand; In "Battle Line"--with center, And a "wing" on either hand, Along the old Potomac--and you Need not think it strange If they would, instead of eating snow, Just take a drink, for change. The "right" is at Monocacy In command of Captain Frost, Whitesford is where the "center" is, And where old Stuart crossed, And, of course, he riled the water So those here and those below Sent to Monocacy for their drink-- All for the want of snow. The "left" at Conrad's Ferry, Major Chandler is the Peer. Colonel Henry at the "center" Colonel Jewett, Brigadier; Now officers and men I know Would rather stand retreat, Then say they would refuse a drink, Where there is no snow to eat. But this I'll say in candor Of those Green Mountain Boys, There are none who can excell them much Whom Uncle Sam employs; And 'tis natural for a man to drink To keep out cold or heat Especially in a country Where there is no snow to eat.