Could the young drummer in front be George T Ulmer?

The Eighth Maine Regiment Band at their Headquarters in Beaufort, SC.

Eight year old Lizzie May’s days are long without her favorite step-brother to keep her company.

George however, had stars in his eyes. While in Portland waiting for his orders he decides to visit a tailor. Excited about the prospect of thrilling battles ahead, he decides to have a handsome new uniform made. After all, he couldn’t go to war looking like a beggar in his over-sized clothes!  As a 14 year old recruit completely wet behind the ears George was ignorant of uniform regulations. He just knew that it needed to be blue.

In his memoirs he writes:

He only knew the colors and knew that I wanted it nice and handsome. He made it and so covered it over with gold braid and ornaments, that you could not tell whether I was a drum-major or a brigadier-general; 

I was summoned before the colonel in command. He asked, what I was? I told him I didn’t know yet–would not know ’till I reached my regiment. He had a hearty laugh at my appearance; said I ought to be sent to some fair instead of the front. 

George’s uniform may have been a joke but his next assignment was not.

Next: George sees battle for the first time.