clarionet-reeds

Updated: May 19, 2025

In this instance a file of policemen extending almost from curb to curb were marching abreast to keep the way clear in front of the regiment; close behind them sounded the crashing of brass, the screaming of clarionet-reeds and the tap of drums; and a little farther behind, over the heads of the advancing column, a couple of flags caught the sun and waved softly in the light summer air one the glorious old banner, with its three colors that blend truth, purity and devotion till death, and the other a fringed and tasselled embroidery of dark blue silk, bearing the peculiar arms of the one State that was sending forth more of its bravest sons to do battle for all.

Henry Morford - Shoulder-Straps: A Novel of New York and the Army, 1862