Cole, Nelson S.
Age: 22, credited to Brattleboro, VTVITALS
Birth: 07/29/1839, Marlboro, VTADDITIONAL INFORMATION
Alias?: None notedDESCENDANTS
Thompsonville Cemetery, Enfield, CT
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The Caledonian, August 9, 1861
SERGEANT COLE'S ADVENTURES
Sergeant Nelson Cole of Brattleboro, belonging to Company C, Second Vermont Regiment, has an exciting story of personal escapes to tell.
A companion had been shot in the ankle, shattering the bone, and Sergeant Cole was assisting him to the hospital when the retreat from Bull Run took place. Finding the enemy upon them, his companion begged him to leave him and take care of himself. He helped his comrade to a sheltered place, and took to the woods fore safety, Emerging from his shelter after a long run, he found himself in the midst of the enemy, who fired upon him; leaping the fences he ran a couple hundred rods through the open ground under a shower of balls, and again succeeded in reaching the woods, but was subsequently discovered and captured. While on their way to the secesh camp they passed the hospital where Cole begged to be allowed to get his coat. This was granted and Cole sent for it. Finding the rear unguarded he passed through the back window and again took to the woods. He succeeded in eluding his pursuers, and after a weary travel found himself nearly famished in the vicinity of a mill. An elderly lady was the only person about, her son being an officer in the rebel army. She gave him food, and a hat, and a pair of pants belonging to her son. In this disguise, he passed for a Virginian, and although three time stopped, succeeded in reaching the vicinity of Leesburg, where he sought shelter for the night. The people (females) professed themselves Union people, and he told them his story. After retiring he heard a conversation going on, and listening, discovered a plan maturing to send for some neighbors, and seize the "abolitionist"." He waited 'till all was quiet, when he leaped from the second story window and made his way to the Potomac, where he found a negro to row him across, and then came to Washington on the Maryland side.
Submitted by Deanna French.
See also, his memoirs.