Armstrong, Ethan Allen
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MILITARY SERVICE Age: 19, credited to Bennington, VT Unit(s): 1st VT CAV Service: enl 8/4/64, m/i 8/4/64, Pvt, Co. G, 1st VT CAV, m/o 6/21/65 See Legend for expansion of abbreviations VITALSBirth: 08/1845, Bennington, VT Death: 12/25/1872 Burial: Old First Church Cemetery, Bennington, VT Marker/Plot: Not recorded Gravestone photographer: Bob Edwards Findagrave Memorial #: 18735475 MORE INFORMATION Alias?: None noted Pension?: Not found Portrait?: Unknown College?: Not Found Veterans Home?: Not Found (If there are state digraphs above, this soldier spent some time in a state or national soldiers' home in that state after the war) Remarks: None DESCENDANTS (Are you a descendant, but not listed? Register today) |
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Obituary
Reached Home in Time to Die - A Sad Christmas - Ethan Armstrong, a young man about twenty-seven years of age son of Herman Armstrong of Bennington, has been agent for the New York Circus and Old John Robinson's Circus during the past season. He had been with the latter through the Southern States. Being about to go into winter quarters he left the circus about a week ago at New Orleans, and made his way toward his home at Bennington. He arrived at Troy on Sunday with a frightful cough and bleeding from the lungs. He was not well when he left New Orleans. His funds failing he was obliged to sell his overcoat in order to get home. He arrived at Bennington on Monday afternoon and on Wednesday at a quarter to four p.m., he died of inflammation and congestion of the lungs. Armstrong was a good-hearted young man and had many friends. He was a very strong man, though of medium size, and gave promise of long life. As may be supposed, this mournful occurrence did not make a very merry Christmas for his family and friends. He stayed at the house of B. F. Sheldon in this city on Sunday night, and was very sick and called upon his mother frequently in his disturbed sleep. We all call upon "Mother" when the time of trouble comes. - Troy Press, Dec. 26.
Source: Rutland Daily Herald, December 30, 1872
Courtesy of Tom Boudreau.