A record of the descendants of John Clark, of Farmington, Conn ...
A record of the descendants of John Clark, of Farmington, Conn ...
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76 CLARK GENEALOGY.<br />
half-knee deep in mud and water, narrowly escaping<br />
a cold<br />
bath in an over-friendly ditch. I arrived at <strong>the</strong> headquarters<br />
<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> guard. Soon after my arrival, a boy reported to nie<br />
for duty as sergeant <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> guard, a position no less respon-<br />
sible than my own. At first I felt that,<br />
on such a fearful<br />
night, I needed more than a boy io assist me in <strong>the</strong> performance<br />
<strong>of</strong> my task. His form was fragile ; his face was smooth<br />
as tliat <strong>of</strong> a girl, and in <strong>the</strong> dim, shadowy light <strong>of</strong> a camp-<br />
fire struggling against <strong>the</strong> heavy rain, I took him to be about<br />
fifteen years <strong>of</strong> age.<br />
We immediately entered into conversa-<br />
tion, and between admiration and surprise, <strong>the</strong> rain was<br />
forgotten, and <strong>the</strong> moments sped so rapidly that it was near-<br />
ing <strong>the</strong> time to change <strong>the</strong> guard. But my boy companion had<br />
forgotten nothing, and as <strong>the</strong> moment arrived, he called in<br />
<strong>the</strong> relief. As he moved among those sturdy<br />
warriors it<br />
occurred to me that 1 had never before met a boy who was at<br />
<strong>the</strong> same time a man— a brave, prudent, reliable man. All<br />
night he did his duty, and when we parted in <strong>the</strong> morning<br />
I both loved and admired him. This was my first meeting<br />
with Colonel <strong>Clark</strong>.<br />
"Mervin <strong>Clark</strong> was a native <strong>of</strong> Ohio, having been born in<br />
<strong>the</strong> city <strong>of</strong> Cleveland in 1843. When but three years <strong>of</strong> age<br />
his mo<strong>the</strong>r died, and at <strong>the</strong> age <strong>of</strong> nine his surviving parent,<br />
leaving him an orphan. He was now taken into <strong>the</strong> family<br />
<strong>of</strong> Henry W. <strong>Clark</strong>, an uncle, where he found a home, and<br />
kind friends, during <strong>the</strong> remainder <strong>of</strong> his life.<br />
"The flash <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> last gun at Sumter had hardly died away,<br />
when he enrolled himself as a private in Captain DeVilliers'<br />
company, at <strong>the</strong> same time declaring that he would, by no<br />
act <strong>of</strong> his, leave <strong>the</strong> service <strong>of</strong> his country, until rebels in<br />
arms were met and subdued. How well he kept that pledge,<br />
it is <strong>the</strong> <strong>of</strong>fice <strong>of</strong> tbis brief sketch to show.