Patrick Hefferin, Co. D & Co. E.

unioneaglePatrick Hefferin (aka Heffren) was born in Ireland in 1844 at the height of the Great Hunger.  Due to the complications caused by duplicate last names,  concrete identification could not be made for the year he immigrated, or the members of his family.  However, the closest match found was that of a probable father, Patrick Hefferin, in an 1860 Federal Census, who was born in 1798  in Ireland and immigrated to New York City along with his wife Margaret and their children Betsy, Patrick, Margaret, Julia, and Jane. According to this Census, all the family except  Julia and Jane were employed at the various mills in Windham, Connecticut.  The younger children were attending school.

 By any account, Patrick enlisted in the 62d on June 1, 1861 and was mustered in as a Private in Company D.  He was then was transferred to Company E on that same date.  Records showed that he was 5’ 8” tall, with a “florid” complexion, blue eyes and red hair.  Private Hefferin suffered no injuries until July 3, 1863 when he lost his right thumb at the battle of Gettysburg.  After recovering from his wound, he was transferred to Company F of the 20thRegiment of the Veteran Reserve Corps. He would remain with this unit until he was mustered out of service at the end of his enlistment on July 6, 1864, in Washington D.C.. Having an honorable discharge from the military, he received his Naturalization Papers on November 21, 1867.

Between 1867 and 1907, various records have him  being employed as a laborer, carpenter or a watchman.  On September 10, 1900, Patrick requested from the Record Pension Office of the War Department for confirmation of his service record to be sent to the GAR (Grand Army of the Republic) Commander for the District of New York, located in Albany.  This confirmation led not only to a pension of $19/mo. , but it also allowed him to enroll in GAR Post # 175 in New York City.

 Poor  health required Patrick to seek admission to the Home for Disabled Volunteer Soldiers and Sailors in Kennebec, Maine in 1907.  On the application for nearest relative Carrie Hefferin was listed as his wife.  After the required examination, he was found to suffer an insufficient Mitral Valve in his heart , which negatively interfered with blood flow.  He remained at the home when, at his own request,  he was discharged on December 29, 1915.  No cause for the discharge was given, and no additional records showing his death could be located.

Research article by Joe Basso

Originally published in “ZOUAVE!” No. 66 – November 2014

Tiger-r-r! (August 16, 1861)

unioneagleTo the Volunteers

Major General John Ellis Wool arrived, in the city at half-past nine o’clock last evening, by the Hudson River Railroad. Gen. Hall and Gen. Wetmore received him at the depot, and Company A of the Anderson Zouaves, under Lieut. Knight, was drawn up in line on the platform. Gen. Wool was introduced to several gentlemen, and as he passed the Zouaves, he shook hands with the whole line.

Getting into carriages, the party, preceded by a squad of police from the Twentieth Ward the Anderson Zouaves, acting as escort, moved along Thirtieth street toward Broadway but were soon met by several companies of the 1st Regiment United States Chasseurs under Lieut. Col. Shaler. The companies were A, B, H, and K, under Captains Philipoteaux, Walker and Brainard.

The procession passed down Eighth avenue to Twentythird street to the Union Club House, about the doors of which something of a concourse had gathered, as Prince Napoleon had left only a short time before. Three cheers were given for Gen. Wool, and he alighted and stopped for a few moments in the Club House, when introductions took place. The procession then moved down to the St. Nicholas Hotel, the crowd constantly augmenting, and cheers being given along the route.

At nearly 12 o’clock, the Seventh regiment band having played a variety of airs, Gen. Wool appeared upon the balcony, waving his hankerchief, when “three cheers for Gen. Wool” was called for and given — “Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! Tiger-r-r!” “Three more!” And again — “Hip, hip, hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! Tiger-r-r!”…

New York Tribune, Friday, August 16, 1861. [Syndicated to Chicago Tribune August 19, 1861]

Captain Anthony Hartman

unioneagleHarlow and Hutchin in their work “Life Sketches” (see reference below) state that;

“Mr. Hartman was born March 18th, 1835, in the city of New York. He is of German parentage, and received but a common school education. When about fifteen years of age he went to work in the tobacco manufacturing establishment of John Anderson, in New York city, and left there about two years after, to enter the establishment of C. H. Lillienthal, where he remained about seven years, when the establishment was destroyed by fire. While employed there, his right hand was caught in the machinery, by which he lost part of his thumb, and came near losing the hand.

He joined the Fire Department July 31st, 1856, as a member of Live Oak Engine Company, No. 44, in the old Volunteer Fire Department, and served his full term. In 1861, he assisted in raising a company in the Anderson Zouaves, afterwards known as the Sixty-second Regiment New York Volunteers. He was elected Second Lieutenant, and served nineteen weeks, when he left the service on account of losing a son, about three years old, by death. In the Fall of 1861, he took an active part in politics with his party (Democratic). On the 20th day of January, 1862, he was appointed to a clerkship in the Street Department, at a salary of one thousand dollars per annum, which was increased to fifteen hundred after he had been there a year.

In 1864 he joined one of the companies of the Eightyfourth Regiment, National Guard, State of New York, as a private, and was only five weeks a member when he was promoted to a first lieutenancy. The regiment was called out to serve one hundred days, and he accompanied it, serving in Maryland and Virginia. After returning home he was again promoted, to a captaincy, but resigned in May last, on account of business engagements.

In the Fall of 1865 he was nominated and elected Councilman in New York by a large majority, notwithstanding there was great opposition to him. He was re-elected the following year for the term of one year, when the Legislature of I86(?) extended the term another year. In 1867, he was elected to the Assembly from the Tenth District, New York city, on the Tammany Hall ticket, by twelve hundred and fifteen majority. The preceding year the Tammany Hall candidate had been defeated in the district by two hundred and ten votes. The district has a strong German population, and his constituents have great confidence in him. On the 15th of February, 1867, they presented him with a splendid gold watch. He is a man of ready parts, very popular in the House, and faithful in the discharge of his duties.”

Reference: Harlow, S. R. and Hutchins S. C. (1868) Life Sketches of the State Officers, Senators and Members of the Assembly of the State of New York in 1868. Albany. Weed, Parsons and Co.

See: Google Books


Colonel Theodore B. Hamilton.


Colonel Hamilton’s presentation sword

Theodore B. Hamilton was born circa 1836 at New York.

He began his military service on May 21, 1861 at Buffalo, Erie County, New York as a Captain in Co. G. 33rd New York Infantry Regiment. On December 27, 1862 at Buffalo, Erie County, New York he mustered in to service as Lieutenant Colonel of the 62d New York Volunteers.

He was wounded on May 12, 1864 at Spottsylvania Courthouse, Virginia. He was appointed Colonel for gallant service in the battle of the Wilderness and Spottsylvania Court House on August 1, 1864. Colonel Theodore B. Hamilton ended military service on August 20, 1865.

He married Helen Margaret Foote (daughter of Thomas Moses Foote and Margaret St. John, circa 1872). On June, 1890 he was listed in the 1890 Veteran’s Schedule. Colonel Hamilton died on November 23, 1893 at Brooklyn, Kings County, New York.


For more information about the presentation sword, please see:

Flag Presentation (August 8, 1861)

unioneagleThis afternoon a splendid American flag will be presented to the Anderson Zouaves, on Riker’s Island, where the regiment is at present encamped. It (the flag) is the gift of Major ROBERT ANDERSON, and will be presented by DR. CRAWFORD, who was in Fort Sumter during the bombardment. Col. J. LAFAYETTE RIKER will receive the flag for the regiment and the Chaplain, Rev. JOHN HARVEY, will invoke a blessing upon it. All who wish to witness the ceremony can do so, as the steamboat Major Anderson leaves Peck-slip for Riker’s Island at 2 o’clock P.M., and returns the same afternoon.

The New York Times., August 8, 1861.

Private John Guthrie, Co. G.

unioneagleJohn Guthrie enlisted in the Army as a Corporal on 18th June, 1861 at the age of 21. He mustered in Co. G., on 30th June, 1861. He was demoted to private on 15th May, 1863. John Guthrie mustered out as a Private on 29th June, 1864 at Petersburg VA.

John Guthrie passed away on the 9th October, 1876 at Houston TX. At the time of his death his residential address was 16 Carlton Avenue, Brooklyn NY

Source: Tierney, J. (2006). 62nd NY Roster, Unpublished.

So Extremely Wretched ( July 23, 1861)

unioneagleThe Anderson Zouaves

 This Regiment, numbering 800 men, is encamped at Riker’s Island, having proceeded thither from Salter’s Bay over a week ago. Up to a late hour last night, no orders had been issued for their departure to the scene of battle, and even if such orders had been promulgated, the condition of the men is so extremely wretched, that it is doubtful if they could have been enforced. The Regiment has been unable to obtain the requisite military supplies from any source, and is greatly deficient in clothing and shoes. The men are strongly adverse to moving forward to an engagement, unless fully prepared and well provided.

New York Times, Tuesday, July 23, 1861, p.8.

Col. Riker’s Death – 154 Years Ago

colonelrikerFrom Andrew Lausten’s FB page, regarding his great-great grandfather’s (62d NYSV veteran, Nelson P Dolbeck) diary entry on the occassion of Colonel Riker’s death.

154 Years ago today Death of Colonel John Lafayette Riker at the Battle of Fair Oaks Virginia as recorded in my Great Great Grandfather’s Civil War Journal.

Saturday, May 31, 1862 – As I am now once more quite comfortable, that is for a soldier, and seated on my carpet of cedar boughs, I will endeavor to state a few facts of our adventures yesterday. As I said before, our company was detailed for fatigue duty, and our work was chopping. For about half an hour the trees were slain in a manner, that would do honor, to a northern back woods man, and just as we were getting in our work properly, the order came to fall in double quick, and join our reg’t. The order double quick might as well not been given, for the moment the boys heard the order fall in axes, brush and logs flew in every direction and although we were about a quarter of a mile off yet I think that it would be doing Co. B injustice to say they were over five minutes falling in – getting ready for a march. Either through excitement, or orders misunderstood, our Captain took the wrong road to where our reg’t had been ordered, and it was lucky for us that within a matter of minutes we had travelled about a mile, our pickets Liut Soder (aid de camp for General Peck) rode up to our rear, and informed us that we were on the wrong road. Had we went half a mile farther, our company would to all probabilities, be prisoners now. However as it was we have no reason to complain, for we soon found the reg’t and the smiling countenance of “tall son of York” (Col Riker) plainly told us that we were welcomed. Although but a part of our company was on fatigue duty, we found the balance with the reg’t, fully equipped, with a look of sternness on their manly frames, and a will, a courage, that the Col might well be proud of, beaming from their countenances. A place was soon made us in the line and the order given to load. The enemy did not trouble us, and soon our reg’t was ordered back to camp. Just then a heavy thunder storm broke in upon us, and we were drenched to the skin, before getting into camp. The rain now poured down in torrents, and it rained as it always does in Va, so says the Virginians, as they are generally cheerful amid many privations. To add to our discomfort, we had no means of drying ourselves, or cooking our suppers, but we got our whiskey, which warmed us up, partially, ate our suppers of dry crackers raw bacon and cold water, and then stretched ourselves down on the ground as usual, to get a little sleep and rest. Now on the battlefield and after a hard afternoon’s work, I sit my self down, and by the light of the fire, I feel it is my duty to write a little. It was about 12-M when the orders came to our camp to move up towards Casey’s divis. Our reg’t was drawn up in line, and just then the enemy had drawn in our pickets, and were opening fire on Casey’s divis. We were ordered down about half a mile, our knapsacks were unslung, and we were awaiting our turn. Casey’s men defended their position well, but were terribly cut to pieces. The 55th N.Y.S.M. now made a charge and a gallant one it was. They, too, were cut up badly and repulsed, and it was evident the enemy was gaining ground. Our reg’t was ordered to the right on a double quick, and the good conduct of our boys attracted the attention of Gen Conch Keyse and Peck, and we were ordered further on the right to cut off the enemy that were trying to outflank us. This movement was done admirably and to the letter, and thus we were engaged all the P.M. until about 4 P.M. when our reg’t was cut off by the enemy and being now in the woods, it was impossible to get out in time to gain a good position. The enemy now opened fire on us from our rear, and our orders were to fall back to our reinforcements, the 31st PVI and they supposing that we were the enemy, returned the fire. Our battery to our right was playing in the woods at the same time, and under the galling fire of the enemy and our own men, (though strange as it may appear) we retreated out of the woods, planted our colors, made a determined stand, and only lost one man killed. Our noble Col. Now rode along our lines, with cheering words, and he was shot. The 2nd N.Y.S.M. was on our front and fought bravely until the 34th N.Y.S.V. and our reg’t relieved them. Our men were cool through the action and soon the enemy were driven back with a terrible loss. It was now dark, and we were glad to lay ourselves down on a few rails without food, shelter, or covering, and wet and muddy from top to bottom, yet how thankful I am that when thousands were hurled into eternity to day, my unprofitable life was spared. My first work after the battle was to find Moses who I found unhurt.