Souvenir of the Revolutionary Soldiers' Monument Dedication at Tarrytown
Business was at a standstill ; from every window flags were streaming, and the various stores were fairly hidden by the quantity of bunting displayed, here, there and everywhere. Grand Army men, Marines, small Cadets and larger Firemen, mounted Artillery and Infantry flashed before you in every quarter of the city, and I was proud to observe that the Fourth Separate Company of Yonkers was the observed of all observers. The gigantic form of Henry Bidder struck the beholders with as much awe as did Goliath of Gath the Israelites. Captain Pruyn who walked beside him seemed proud of his regiment and of the admiration it excited.
" When the parade was formed-- the normal inhabitants must have been increased sevenfold ; excursionists had arrived by boatand rail from all the surrounding districts, and thousands of people lined the streets as it passed from Central Avenue towards Sleepy Hollow. The road is grandly picturesque, the gardens of the pretty villas were crowded, ladies and children were at every window, and thousands of pedestrians lined the roads as fhe procession marched along, with a double line of carriages behind extending nearly half a mile. The music was exhilarating, but there was a total absence of rough horseplay. The solemnity of the celebration checked exuberance, for the spirits of the buried Revolutionists seemed to have infused the fervor of their patriotism into the breasts of their descendants.
" Taking a short cut across the old Dutch Cemetery, I pause to gaze on the moss eaten old gravestones beneath which the Revolutionary patriots lie buried -- and fell to pondering on the changes wrought in a hundred years. Passing slowly on, I saw the monument veiled, on the top of Battle Hill, just above the Copcutt Vault, and, as I climbed towards it, the Sons of the Revolution, a grand looking body of men formed in line on the east, side, and then an eloquent and very apt prayer was offered by Chaplain Biopkholst Morgan."