Watts, Isaac Newton
Age: 21, credited to Peacham, VT
Unit(s): 11th VT INF
Service: enl 8/10/63, m/i 10/7/63, PVT, Co. M, 11th VT INF, pr CPL 3/24/64, pr SGT 12/23/64, tr to Co. D, 6/24/65, pr 1SGT 7/12/65, m/o 8/25/65
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Birth: 08/16/1842, Peacham, VT
Burial: Peacham Corner Cemetery, Peacham, VT
Gravestone researcher/photographer: Francis Guber
Findagrave Memorial #: 120985070
Alias?: None noted
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)
Webmaster's Note: The 11th Vermont Infantry was also known as the 1st Vermont Heavy Artillery; the names were used interchangably for most of its career
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PEACHAM --- Died at his resident in Peacham Sunday morning, March 6, Isaac A. Watts, in his 39th year. Mr. Watts was the youngest son of a family of five children of the late Lyman Watts, Esq., of whom only two daughters survive.
In his youth he was a promising scholar, and fitted for college at Peacham Academy, under the instruction of Prof. C. O. Thompson, now of Worcester, Mass, who gave him high commendation. When ready for college, in 1863, in the darkest days of the war, he was among the men drafted for service in the Union Army. Contrary to the wishes of his father, who offered to pay commutation, and aid him also in his college course provided he would consent to carry out his cherished purpose of his life, young Watts felt it his duty to serve his country, and with rare conscientiousness, refused the offer. Keenly sensitive also, and unwilling that the stigma of a "drafter man" should be attached to his name, before the final requisition of the draft could reach him, he hurried to the rendezvous at Brattleboro, and there enlisted as a volunteer in the 11th Vt. Reg., afterwards the 1st Vt. Artillery, on his 21st birthday, Aug. 10, 1863. In service he uniformly commended himself to the confidence of his superiors, and won the respect of his fellows, and at the close of the war was honorably mustered out of service with his regiment, Aug. 25, 1865.
Returning home, the two years of interruption of his studies, with the consideration of tha gage and circumstance of his father, led him to abandon finally the idea of a collegiate course, and he at length settled permanently upon the homestead.
The first Sabbath in January 1869, he united with the Cong’l church upon profession of faith, and was subsequently chosen superintendent of the Sabbath School for several years, receiving a pleasing testimonial of esteem at the close of his service. He was also, for three years, clerk of the church
In 1870 he was married to Miss Lizzie S. Way. who died of consumption in 1874, leaving one daughter. He again married in 1877, Miss Ellen M. Boynton, who with an infant daughter survive him.
Mr. Watts was a man of quick perceptions, and rare conscientiousness and fidelity. He always honored his Christian profession, and his word was never questions in business transactions. He was also of a somewhat retiring temperament, shrinking from personal publicity, yet always ready for what seemed to be his post of duty. He was first selectman of the town in 1877, declining, however, a subsequent re-election, and was chosen representative of the town in the Legislature of the state for two successive terms, 1876-1880.
Some years since it has become evident that the dread disease, consumption, the seeds of what were sown in the exposure of army life, was fastening upon him. With courage and a strong will he fought against the ravages until the end came. Not until within two weeks of his death, however, was he confined to his house, and even then his hope of his life was not wholly given up.
His Christian faith was firm to the last, leaving invaluable testimony for the memory and comfort of friends. In his suffering the words of the Psalmist were often upon his lips. "The Lord is my light, and my Salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?" This passage he also selected as the best for his funeral, and requested that the words, "Trusting Jesus, that is all", might be sung.
By the death of such a man, in the prime of manhood, not only does the church lose a useful and worthy member, but the whole community a valued citizen and friend.
Source: St. Johnsbury Caledonian, March 16, 1881
Courtesy of Deanna French