Atherton, Asa C.
Age: 24, credited to Waterbury, VT
Unit(s): 13th VT INF
Service: enl 8/25/62, m/i10/10/62, 4SGT, Co. I, 13th VT INF, dis/dsb 1/15/63
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Birth: 04/09/1838, Waterbury, VT
Burial: Hope/Village Cemetery, Waterbury, VT
Marker/Plot: Not recorded
Gravestone researcher/photographer: Deanna French
Findagrave Memorial #: 72799216
Alias?: None noted
Portrait?: 13th VT INF, off-site
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: 13th Vt. History off-site
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Hope/Village Cemetery, Waterbury, VT
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ATHERTON --- Mr. A. C. Atherton, was born in Waterbury Vt., April 9, 1838, where, with the exception of a few years, his life as been spent. His father house contained within its four walls enough to swell the chorus of the sweetest songs, and for the young to enter the home was to dispel all grief, and drive dull care away. Such surroundings could hardly otherwise than have produced a courteous and kindly manner, which with gentleness and cheerfulness, characterized our brother until the day of his death.
During the war his name was enrolled as a member of Company I, 13th Vermont Volunteers. After his discharge he resumed the cabinet-makers trade, and with tool and brush he became alike swift and skillful. In the year 1864, he married Frances F., the daughter of the late William Moody. A few years later there entered their home an orphan niece of Mr. Atherton's, whom they were a father and mother indeed. Beautiful in person, attractive in her ways, affectionate and dutiful, no wonder that she was the idol of their life.
In the spring of 1871, in quest of health, the family removed to Yankton, Dakota, from whence after eighteen months absence, greatly improved, they returned to live near the old home; but soon the old battle of bronchitis he was forced to renew, How bravely he bore his part, let the neighbors tell as they saw him, with slower and shorter pace, dragging himself to his daily toil. It was late in October that, with work laid aside, we saw him upon our streets no more. In the pleasant cottage home, he himself had built, with ever watchful wife and daughter anticipating every want, he wore the month away until the latter part of March, the chilly hand of death was suddenly laid upon his darling Annie. They knew their own and each other's condition --- appointed until death--and together they waited, as captives for the "exchange". Fourteen weeks passed, and when. at midnight, they told him that his loved one had heard the summons and had crossed the river before him, he could not weep, but smile --- for with eyes of faith, he could see her on the farther shore, beckoning him to come over.
Seldom has it been our privilege to witness such perfect trust in the Savior, of whose sustaining loving presence he testified daily. Though wishing to die, yet, without a murmur, he lingered, in the midst of intense suffering, until September 12th. At the burial, the following Monday, the services at the grave, conducted by Winooski Lodge, testified to the gratitude he felt for the kind ministrations of his Masonic brethren. Mr. Atherton was a member of the Methodist Church, who with many relatives and friends, extend their deepest sympathy to the bereaved wife, and the stricken father and mother, who with brothers and sisters, constitute the inner circle of mourning.
Source: Vermont Watchman, September 23, 1885
Courtesy of Deanna French.