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Harroun, George F.

MILITARY SERVICE

Age: 17, credited to Barre, VT
Unit(s): 13th VT INF
Service: enl 8/25/62, m/i 10/10/62, Pvt, Co. I, 13th VT INF, m/o 7/21/63; RCRT, credited to Concord, enl 9/3/64, unassigned, 1st VT CAV, m/i 9/3/64, blacksmith, kia, 11/12/64 (Harran in 13th roster, Harvan in rgtl history)

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VITALS

Birth: abt 1845, Barre, VT
Death: 11/12/1864

Burial: Buried in an unmarked grave, , VA
Marker/Plot: Not recorded
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Findagrave Memorial #: 0
(There may be a Findagrave Memorial, but we have not recorded it)

MORE INFORMATION

Alias?: None noted
Pension?: Yes, father Isaac, mother Candace
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: 13th Vt. History off-site

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Died in Virginia

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Biography

George F. Harvan (sic) of Barre, gave his age as seventeen, but was not quite sixteen when he enlisted. He was a wild boy but passed all the requisites of a good soldier, and during his term of service was never off duty. When a guard at Brattleboro his orders were to search teams and be sure no soldier was concealed in them. A couple of young ladies were driving out in a top buggy and were very indignant to be halted and told him that he knew very well that no soldier was in that carriage, but he insisted on making a very close examination and felt all around under the seat, around their feet and under the lap-robe, the girls saw that it was a boyish prank and commenced laughing and told him that they were proud of him and enjoyed the manner in which he performed his duty and that if all the soldiers were as conscientious in performing their duty the country would be saved. He knew no fear. He was never tired. He would march all day and raise Ned all night. There was nothing he or his comrades needed but what he found, if within ten miles of camp. He was a general favorite with officers and men. He was always known as Cooney Harvan (sic). He re-enlisted into the Vermont Cavalry and was detailed as a blacksmith, which trade he learned from his father; the cavaly was having a fight; he closed his shop, got a horse, and went into the fight and was killed.

Source: Sturtevant, p. 679



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