alexander dickson


    Alexander Dickson served in Company F of the 111th Pennsylvania Infantry enlisting at the beginning of the war when the unit was formed. He served for the duration of the war and was certainly a dedicated soldier to say the least. Dickson, who was called “Dixie” by his comrades, was said to have served, “with as much distinction as can come to a man whose deeds are not backed by shoulder straps and commissions”. At the battles at Wauhatchie and Cedar Mountain he was, using his own expression, “shot full of holes” and the bullets he carried in his body to his grave.
    A comrade of his wrote: “At Cedar Mountain ‘Dixie’ was suddenly transformed into a veritable fighting fiend – took the colors alone where whole regiments dared not lead. Despite the serious wounds he received there he refused to relinquish the colors and I remember that he turned indignantly on those who suggested that he go to the rear and narrowly escaped personal row with friends who insisted that he report to the hospital.”
    His obituary stated: “He was a familiar figure at the national encampments where deeds of his daring were told and retold and the war records at Washington are plenteously sprinkled with entries concerning Color Sergeant Dickson of the 111th Pennsylvania Volunteers.”
    It was Christmas Eve of 1904 that Dickson’s life came to a close. Dixie summoned his wife to the parlor to read to him stirring stories of the war in which he had played a part. They were stories of Cedar Mountain, the gory details of Gettysburg and of tales of the Southern hell prisons, all of which were memories of Mr. Dickson. It was in the midst of an exciting charge at Cedar Mountain that Mrs. Dickson observed her husband fold his arms and settle back in his easy chair. She continued and when finished was surprised at the lack of a comment. She investigated and found him dead – he had expired during the recital of the famous charge in which he himself had participated.



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