CAPTAIN LEVI TOWER, R. I. V.

KILLED AT BULL RUN, JULY 21, 1861.

CAPTAIN LEVI TOWER, only son of Captain John C. and Sarah G. Tower, and grandson of the late Colonel Levi Tower, of Newport, Rhode Island, was born in the village of Blackstone, town of Mendon, Massachusetts, August 18, 1835, where his parents temporarily sojourned during their absence from Pawtucket, North Providence, Rhode Island. In 1843, when their son was eight years old, his parents returned to Pawtucket, where they still reside. In infancy he was given io God in baptism in St. Paul's Church, of which his father and mother were members. He was a son of vows, and was accordingly trained up. As soon as he was old enough, he was sent to the Sunday-school, which he constantly and punctually attended for several years. On the Lord's Day he was always in his place at church. His religious education was faithfully attended to, and nothing was left undone that parental love could do. At an early age, he displayed more than ordinary intellectual abilities, and no means were left unemployed to improve them. He attended for several years the public school in the district in which he lived, and received the instruction of competent teachers. At a later period of life, he went through a thorough

course of classical training under Messrs. Frieze and Lyon, in the University Grammar School in the city of Providence. In due time he entered Brown University, which he was subsequently compelled to leave in consequence of ill health. He then turned his attention to one department of practical mechanics, in which he made commend able proficiency. He next became clerk to Jacob Dunnell, Esq., owner of an extensive calico-printing establishment in Pawtucket, Massachusetts, where, by his faithfulness and devotion to business, he won the confidence of his employer, and by his gentlemanly deportment gained the strong, almost parental affection of him and family, Captain Tower was one of the original members of the Pawtucket Light Guard. He entered the company as a private, and rose rapidly from one gradation to another to a captaincy. Whatever he undertook, he did with all his might. He could not and would not remain stationary. His aim was always-Higher! and he pressed onward and upward, and stopped not, till he reached it. This was true of him from childhood to manhood. The boy was the father of the man.

At the call of his country, he, with the Pawtucket Light Guard, of which he was then ensign, joined the First Regiment of Rhode Island Volunteers, and proceeded to Washington. This regiment was one of the first three regiments that reached our national capital for its defence. Here he had the confidence and regard of his superiors, and the respect and love of the common soldiers.

A night service, secret, important, and perilous, was to be performed on the banks of the Potomac. Our young hero was selected from the whole regiment for this service. With a few soldiers under his command, he performed it successfully and safely. He shrunk from no service, however arduous or dangerous. Inspired by a sense of

duty and feelings of the noblest patriotic devotion, where military obedience called, thither he went.

He was soon recalled by the military authorities to his own town and State, to assume the captaincy of a company in the Second Rhode Island Regiment; which he did, and returned to Washington.

On the 21st of July, 1861, he led his company to the battle-field, engaged in the fierce and terrible conflict, and fell a martyr to his country. A noble sacrifice, and worthy the cause! The last words that fell from his lips were addressed to his fellow-soldiers-" Go in, boys!"

The last days of his life were unusually serious, prayerful, and devout. In his letters to the loved ones at home, his earnest request was-"Pray for me." The evening previous to the battle in which he fell, he spent in a prayer-meeting, and took a part in the services.

Wrapped in his military blanket, he was buried near the field of battle. A private, Joseph Barnes, a member of his company, moved by feelings of love to his commander, took of his small funds the sum of two dollars to have his body decently interred. Let his name be remembered in gratitude forever by the friends of Tower!

LIEUT. COL. JAMES HAGGERTY, N. Y. S. M.

KILLED AT BULL RUN, JULY 21, 1861.

THE militia have never been regarded as a very reliable force for attack or defence, and the past experience of the country to some extent justified the impression. Still, there have always been corps in the country which, by their faithful drill and exercise, by the real military spirit which they cultivated, have been most reliable soldiers. The Seventh Regiment of the New York State militia is well known for its high state of discipline, and for the promptness with which it marched to the seat of war. Although never in action as a regiment, it has, since its return, sent many of its members to the field as officers

of volunteer regiments, and some of these have already, in their life's blood, attested their courage and patriótic ardor.

The Sixty-Ninth Regiment was not inferior to the Seventh in discipline or zeal. Organized in 1851, it had under Colonel Roe been brought to a state of great proficiency. Colonel J. R. Ryan advanced it still more, and during the period of the military occupation of Staten Island, in consequence of the wanton destruction of public property by rioters there, won universal commendation for his regiment, by the perfect order which he maintained, and the strict adherence to all the

regulations of the service. A regiment of United States troops could not have surpassed them.

When, in 1859, Captain Michael Corcoran was made colonel of the Sixty-Ninth, James Haggerty received his commission as captain of company A. He was born at Glenswilly in the County of Donegal, Ireland, of a family whose martial turn led many of its members into the English service. James Haggerty was brought up a house-carpenter, and after starting in business for himself in his own country, proceeded to Scotland in 1844, hoping to find a wider field for his energy; but as his expectations were not satisfied there, he emigrated to the United States in 1849, and, being an expert workman, found profitable employment in the large machine-shops of New York and Philadelphia, but soon resumed his original calling as a builder, in which he was most successful, being a man of energy, determination, and watchfulness.

During a period when hopes were entertained of an armed effort of Ireland to throw off the national subjugation forced upon her by England, Haggerty entered warmly into the organization of military associations here, and became, in 1853, Captain of the Wolfe Tone Volunteers, a division of the Republican Rifles. After a time, the men thus organized and drilled, formed a regiment of New York State militia, in which Haggerty held the commission of Lieutenant-colonel till the regiment was disbanded by the State.

His ability as an officer was well known, and the command of a company in the Sixty-Ninth was urged upon him. He accepted it, and every inch a soldier himself, he sought to make all so, and was a most strict disciplinarian. When the regiment was ordered to the seat of war, he responded promptly to the call of his country, ready to lay down his life for its honor. Not as a hollow form of words had he