|One By One They Are Passing Away
To the memory of D. Oscar Brunson who
departed this life last Friday at his home at Davis Station
It is with a sad heart that Clarendon records the death of this noble man
but more than all will be it to the comrades of his who followed the fortunes of Robert E.
Lee in the shifting victories and defeats, suffering and privation which none know but
those who followed the Southern Cross, with numberless odds of the enemy in front and
suffering and starvation in the rear.
D. Oscar Brunson left Clarendon with the Sprott Guard, afterwards Company
I, 23rd SCV. His genial character and gentle heart always cheered the darkest
hours of a soldiers life. He always looked upon the sunny side of life, and like the
good Samaritan he was ever ready to assist the needy as a soldier. He was as brave as the
bravest. The writer, who stood by his side in the front ranks of his company on the 17th
day of June 1864 at Petersburg, Virginia, witnessed the grandest struggle between the
North and the South, and on this line D. Oscar Brunson was seriously wounded and carried
on the back of his comrade to where he could get assistance. We see him after he returns
home to see his cities in ashes, his fields desolate, and every home a house of mourning.
But he hastens to assist his comrades in reforming their shattered ranks, preparing and
caring for the women and children of our desolate land.
"The Reaper Death has claimed our comrade and taken a prize from our
midst!" But beyond these dark somber shadows, we see the smiling face of his who
never errs, and in behalf of the comrades of old Company I, 23rd S. C. V., we
extend a soldiers sympathy to the family of our comrade, assuring them that his
memory will ever live in the hearts of all his comrades, who assured that a few more
remnants are left when,
"Not far beyond
We all shall camp
Beyond life's battle line
To join the army
Of Robert Lee
That rests beneath the pines"