Nancy Johnson – Co. C, 2nd Regiment of Minnesota Cavalry Volunteers; 2nd Company of Minnesota Sharpshooters; Co. G, First Minnesota Volunteers
Samual White Baker – Co. C, 2nd Regiment of Minnesota Cavalry Volunteers
My great grandfather, Samual was born in 1845 in Ohio. He died on June 8, 1921, in Appleton, Swift County, Minnesota. He married Harriet Aribella “Hattie” Mason, daughter of Jacob David Mason and Amanda Harroun on January 1, 1868. He served in the Union army in the Civil War – 2nd Regiment of Calvary, Co. C. He then fought the Native Americans, driving them into and through the Dakotas.
Ozias Bowen Baker – 2nd Company of Minnesota Sharpshooters
Ozias Bowen Baker was Samual’s older brother, born March 27, 1842. He was mustered in the 2nd Company of the Minnesota Sharpshooters at age 19 on January 6, 1862, under the command of Captain William F. Russell from Washington City. All other officers were from St. Paul, MN. Ozias was from Wabasha, MN. He was captured at Savage Station June 28th, 1862; exchanged; and wounded at Gettysburg on July 3, 1863. He died young on February 10, 1871, from poor health caused by the war hardships.
Ludwell James Mosher – Co. G, First Minnesota Volunteers
My third Great Uncle Ludwell James Mosher of the First Minnesota Volunteers was one of the first to enlist on April 16, 1861, into Company G under Lewis McKune. He fought at Bull Run on July 21, 1861, where his Captain was killed. He served in all the battles that his company participated in, which included the Second Battle of Bull Run. Lastly, on July 2nd he was wounded at Gettysburg with the brave men of the First Minnesota Volunteers who saved the battle by charging at the Alabama line in order to close a hole in the Union line. He was crippled in one arm and leg. He moved to Iowa after the war then later to Kansas. He died in 1911.
In the Book “Every Man Did His Duty,” by Wayne D. Jorgenson, on page 34, Mr. Jorgenson, talking about a Sgt. George Buckman quoting, “I discovered my comrade L. J. Mosher lying on his back with the hot sun pouring into his face, badly wounded. He greeted me with a welcome I shall never forget. The wounded were all moved back about a mile to Rock Creek during the night. A large number of the wounded died in the orchard.”