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Dwinell, Carlos W.

Age: 23, credited to Glover, VT
Unit(s): 6th VT INF
Service: comn 2LT, Co. D, 6th VT INF, 10/8/61 (10/15/61), pr 1LT, 1/11/62 (1/11/62), pr Adjutant, 11/1/62 (1/14/63), pr CPT, Co. C, 1/12/63 (1/23/63), pr MAJ, 6/27/64 (7/10/64), wdd, Wilderness, 5/5/64, mwia, Charles Town, 8/21/64, d/wds 8/24/64, Baltimore, MD

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Birth: 1838, Calais, VT
Death: 08/24/1864

Burial: Westlook Cemetery, Glover, VT
Marker/Plot: Not recorded
Gravestone researcher/photographer: Dan Taylor
Findagrave Memorial #: 154793682
Alias?: None noted
Pension?: Unknown
Portrait?: Davis Collection, VHS off-site, BURIAL:
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Westlook Cemetery, Glover, VT

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The Caledonian, September 23, 1864


In the list of wounded at the battle near Charleston, Va., 21 August, appeared the name of Maj. C.W. Dwinell, of the 5th Vermont Regiment. His wound was not at first supposed to be dangerous, but merely a flesh wound below the knee, but unfavorable symptons soon appeared, and he died on Wednesday, August 24. His remains were conveyed to Glover, where his funeral services were attended, August 30, by a very large assembly.

Carlos William Dwinell was a son of Ira and Corcas (Ford) Dwinell, was born in Calais, September 8, 1838. In his boyhood his parents removed to Glover, and that was his residence 'till he entered the army. Both at Calais and Glover his father was an inn-keeper, and thus being brought in constant contact with men, he acquired an affability and knowledge of human nature which were of good service to him when he became a soldier. His academical studies were pursued at the Orleans Liberal Institute, where he had a respectable standing as a scholar.

He entered the service of the country in October 1861 as a member of Cpmpany D, of the 6th Vermont Regiment, recruited at Barton. Upon the organization of the company he was elected 2d Lieutenant, January 11, 1862, became Adjutant November 1, 1862, was promoted Captain of Company C January 12,1863, and Major a few days before his death. In all these positions he acquitted himself a worthy son of Vermont. He was a soldier with-out fear, and with-out reproach. He had a good deal of manly beauty by which he made favorable impression at first sight, and this prepossession was confirmed by his easy address and the real kindnesss of his heart. To an unusual degree he was careful of his soldiers, never exposing them to any dangers which he was not ready to share. They were ardently attached to him. They admired him for his bravery, and loved him for his kindness and promptly went wherever he bade, or followed him, wherever he led.

He shared all the hard fortunes of the 6th regiment, and participated in nearly every battle in which it was engaged, but escaped without a scratch 'till the battle of the Wilderness on May 5, 1864, when he received a severe wound near the spine, which disabled him for six or eight weeks. The bullet was not extracted from the wound, and it is probable that the enfeebling effects that prevented him from rallying against his final wound as he might otherwise had done.

He married when at home on a furlough, January 28, 1864, Miss Amanda Smith of Albany, Vt.

Lamoille Newsdealer: November 16, 1864


Respectfully inscribed to the memory of Major Carl W. Dwinell, who was wounded Aug. 21st, in the engagement near Charleston, Va., from the effects of which he died Aug. 24th, in hospital, Baltimore, Md.

A sorrowing group was standing
  Around the dying bed
Of one,who oft in battle
  His comrades bravely led,
When it heard the booming cannon
  And the shrieking of the shell;
Yet he feared not death's dark angel
   For he had done his duty well.

By the bedside stood his comrades,
   And his chief beside him,knelt,
None can tell the weight of sorrow
  Which; the noble hearts there felt;
Tears were in the eyes of veterans
  Who ne'er quailed to meet the foe,
Who ne'er shunned death when battling.
   And when duty bade them go.

Then the dying hero mummered,
  Could I meet my wife again
Ere I enter deaths dark valley,
  It would soothe my throbbing pain
Which I feel at thoughts of parting
  From my friends here on life's shore,
Where, above, I hope to meet her,
   Where, when met, we part no more.

Tell her when death hovered o're me,
  And its chill was on my brow,
Tell her that I n'er forgot her,
  Not the morn I took that voe:
That henceforth, I love and cherish,
   Until summoned home by death.
Tell her that I truly kept it,
   With my latest dying breath.
That the bright hopes which we cherished,
  Hope of happy, future years,
Are erased by thoughts of sadness
  And the eyes made dim with tears,
Tell her that though I have fallen,
   For the banner that we love,
Tell her that I did my duty,
  And that we shall meet above.

Then a change o'er his features,
  For death's angel hovered nigh,
Then he wispered,"dear Amanda,
  Could I meet you, ere I die".
He shall no more lead his comrades
   Where is heard the cannons roar,
For his earthly strife is ended,
  He has crossed deaths river o'er.

oh: The fearful weight of anguish
   Which that widowed heart doth w?lg,
Now that he, her all, has fallen,
   Death will have for her no sting:
But for he who doeth justly,
   Comfort her with Father's love,
And when with her, life is o'er,
   May she meet him there above.

Written for the Newsdealer by: Ben D. House

Courtesy of Deanna French.