Maxwell B. Goodrich, for whom the Post of the Grand Army of the Republic in this place, is named, was one of the most gallant and generous hearted among the loyal soldiers, who with our brave and bold went out to battle. He was first lieutenant in company H, Ninety-third regiment, Pennsylvania volunteers, at the time he was mortally wounded in the Wilderness on the 5th of May, 1864; but he lingered until the 4th of June, when he died and was buried with the honors of war in Danville. "That was just like Max Goodrich," said the boys, when W. M. Snyder of company H was killed by a rebel sharpshooter at Williamsburg and Goodrich, who was then a sergeant, stepped out in front and shot the sharpshooter, thus speedily avenging the death of his comrade. And now, every year his well-known grave, in the old Grove church-yard, is strewn with the folowers of May, not only by his surviving comrades; but by the hands of ladies fair, who with a kind of remembrance of the once nobl-hearted Max Goodrich, deck with the garlands of honor, the mound where he sleeps.
