Boys In Blue Are In The City

                     The Reunion of a Fighting Regiment.

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                                 TWENTY-SECOND MICH.

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                             A Hundred Survivors Are Telling
                                 Stories of the Olden Times.

The thirty-second reunion of the 22d Michigan Infantry, held in this city yesterday, was more largely attended than usual. Before the day was over, upwards 100 comrades were in the city. They felt in good spirits, and visited to their hearts' content ; in fact, they enjoyed the visiting more than anything else.
At 10 o'clock Seth Randall, of this city, president of the association, called the meeting to order in the court house. Secretary Ingalls, of Mt. Clemens, read the minutes of the last meeting, which were approved. Treasurer Iliram F. Daniel, of Birmingham, showed in his report that after all outstanding bills were paid, there was $4.50 in the treasury. Messrs. Goodman, Hamilton and David were appointed a committee to select the place of the next meeting and nominate officers for the ensuing year.
They reported Detroit as the next annual meeting place, and the following officers who were elected: President, Charles E. Toole, Detroit; vice-president, Lewis C. Mead, St. John's; secretary, William Davis, Detroit; treasurer, H. F. Daniels, Birmingham.

The well known Cowles fife and drum corps of Durand is in the city. The venerable Dr. A. G. Cowles plays the rife, and his brother William and daughter Daisy the snare drum?. Their music has the ring of thirty years ago, when heard daily from the recruiting squads that marched up and down the streets It made the thoughts of many go back to the times when men 's heart stood still wondering if the country would remain united or be divided.
As one professor who was a young boy when the soldier boys moved to the front said: "When I heard that music I found a frog rising in my throat. " Many of the comrades brought their wives and children with them.
They felt like a band of brothers who had gone through privations and dangers side by side. The thoroughly enjoyed themselves in their talks about old times.
Occasionally a story of a chicken or other necessity would be jokingly told.