Bio: Samuel R. Green :Pittsfield, Merrimack Co, New Hampshire

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Submitted by: Rick Giirtman  rickman@worldpath.net
Date: March 16, 2001
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From the Book
'History of Pittsfield, N. H. in the Rebellion'
by H. L. Robinson, published 1893


SAMUEL R. GEEEN.

The south part of Pittsfield was settled mostly by members of the Society of
Friends. Among these was Abram Green, who cleared a farm on the mountain
near the Quaker burying-ground. Here his son,Samuel R. Green, was born. He
attended school at the Dowboro' school-house, and after he arrived at
manhood he married a Miss Brown whose father lived in the same district. He
moved with his wife to Seabrook, where she died, and about 1855 he returned
to Pittsfield and remained until he enlisted in Company A, Fifth regiment
New Hampshire volunteers. He served with that regiment until the Battle of
Gettysburg, when he was wounded. He died from the effects of those wounds
July 29, 1863. His grave is No. 7, Section A, New Hampshire lot, Gettysburg
cemetery.

One day while in Virginia, Green walked out among the teams, where the
negroes were feeding and cleaning the animals. One mule kicked and knocked a
hostler into a ditch. As the negro crawled out covered with mud and water he
said, "I 'clar, massa, dat is just why I 'spise a mule. "