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Randall, Francis Voltaire Jr.
MILITARY SERVICE
Age: 12, credited to Montpelier, VT
Unit(s): 13th VT INF, 17th VT INF
Service: enl 1/1/63, m/i 10/10/62, MSCN, Co. F, 13th VT INF, m/o 7/21/63; enl 1/5/64, m/i 3/3/64, MSCN, Co. E, 17th VT INF, m/o 7/14/65

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VITALS
Birth: 04/03/1851, Roxbury, VT
Death: 03/04/1924

Burial: Green Mount Cemetery, Montpelier, VT
Marker/Plot: Lot 537
Gravestone researcher/photographer: Kathy Valloch

Findagrave Memorial #: 0
(There may be a Findagrave Memorial, but we have not recorded it)
ADDITIONAL INFORMATION
Alias?: None noted
Pension?: Unknown
Portrait?: 13th VT INF, off-site
College?: Not Found
Veterans Home?: Not Found
(State digraphs will show that this soldier spent some time in a state or national soldier's home)

Remarks: 13th Vt. History off-site
DESCENDANTS

2nd Great Grandfather of Starla Taliaferro, Amherst, NY

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BURIAL:
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Tombstone

Green Mount Cemetery, Montpelier, VT

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Biography

Randall, Francis C. 12 March 1924: "Francis C. Randall, better known as 'Jimmie," the youngest boy to enlist in the Union Army from Vermont during the Civil War, died last week at his home on Liberty Street, Montpelier, at the age of 72 years. He suffered a shock on Feb. 6, from which he could not recover. Mr. Randall was born in Northfield, Vt. 3 April 1851, son of Colonel Francis V. Randall, whose regiment he enlisted on 1 Jan. 1863, at the age of nine years and nine months. He was mustered out of service 15 July 1865. Recognition of his military service came late, for he received a year ago from the War Department in Washington, a medal for bravery, for carrying water to the wounded under fire in the Battle of Gettysburg. He served as a drummer boy in the 17th Vermont Infantry. Mr. Randall was wounded in the Battle of Gettysburg, and wore throughout his life, a silver plate in his head, put in by Army surgeons."

Source: The Vermont Tribune, Ludlow, Vermont.

Contributed by Linda M. Welch, Windsor County researcher.

Obituary

Sudden Death of Col. F.V. Randall.

Col. Francis V. Randall of Montpelier died suddenly from a stroke of apoplexy in that town on Sunday afternoon, in the sixty-first year of his age. He went out in 1861, as Captain of Co. F, of the Second Vermont Regiment; was promoted in 1862 to the Colonelcy of the 13th Vt. Vols.; distinguished himself at Gettysburg,and in February 1864, was appointed Colonel of the 17th Vt. Vols., and served to the close of the war.

Burlington Free Press, March 6, 1885

The Late Colonel Randall.
The Funeral.

The funeral of the late Col. F.V. Randall was largely attended at Northfield on Thursday afternoon in the Universalist church. People were turned away by scores from the doors. The cadets of Norwich University and Co. F, of the state militia, together with Northfield cornet band, escorted the remains from the residence to the church, where they were met by members of the Grand Army to the number of 100, an equal number of the Masonic fraternity, a large delegation from the Washington County bar, and a large number of citizens.

At the church the services were conducted by the Rev. F.C. Cowper, rector of St. Mary’ s church at Northfield address was delivered by Chaplain N.F. Hill of the First Vermont, and the services of the G.A.R. and the Masonic fraternities were impressively rendered. Delegations were present from many parts of the state.

Sketch of His Life.

The late Francis V. Randall was a native of Braintree, Vt., the son of Gordon R. Randall. His father was a millwright, and a man of considerable reading, who named three sons after the famous French infidels and skeptics, Francis Voltaire, Jean Jacques Rousseau and Constantine Francois Volney.

He had nine children, three of whom are still living, J.J. R. Randall, the architect, of Rutland; Mrs. Charles H. Joyce of Washington, D.C., and Rev. Edward H. Randall, rector of St. John’s Episcopal church of Poultney. F.V. Randall was the second son. His father moved to Northfield during his boyhood, and he was there educated, studied law in the office of Hon. Heman Carpenter, and was admitted to the bar. Removing to Roxbury, Vt., he represented that town in the legislatures of 1857-58-59 and was state’s attorney of Washington County. In 1860 he moved to Montpelier, and was in successful practice of his profession when the war broke out. He recruited a company for the first three years’ regiment raised in this state, the Second Vt. Vols. was chosen its captain, and served with the regiment till September, 1862, when upon the organization of the Second Vermont Brigade, of nine months’ troops, he was appointed colonel of the Thirteenth Vt. He was a genial and popular colonel; won high distinction at Gettysburg; and for a few days commanded the Second Vermont Brigade, after the wounding of Gen. Stannard in that battle. Col. Randall returned to Vermont with the Thirteenth, at the expiration of the term of service, and after a short interval was in Feb. 1864, appointed colonel of the last infantry regiment raised in the state – the Seventeenth Vt. Vols.

HIS BRILLIANT CONDUCT AT GETTYSBURG.

The Boston Evening Record contains the following account of the part taken by the late Colonel Randall at the head of the Thirteenth Vermont at Gettysburg and afterward as commander of the Seventeenth. Presumably, it was written by Colonel Albert Clarke, as the Record is the evening issue of the Daily Advertiser staff, and Col. Clarke is on the Advertiser staff and was in command of a company in the Thirteenth at Gettysburg.

At Gettysburg, on the second day of the battle, when the second corps had been badly cut and been obliged to abandon a battery, Colonel Randall with five companions, was ordered to the scene. “Colonel, can you re-take those guns?” asked General Hancock. “We’ll do it or die trying,” was the quick response, and the gallant little band dashed down the slope towards the Emmetsburg road against ten times their numbers, not knowing whether they were supported or not. They had scarcely started down when Col. Randall’s horse was shot under him. Extricating himself from the saddle he ran and overtook his line, and putting himself ahead of the colors, hatless, limping and waving his sword, he led his men to the very muzzles of the guns, which had been turned upon them, before the enemy broke.

The guns were drawn to the rear, the line was re-formed and another charge was made, which resulted in the capture of 83 sharpshooters from a small house, the smoking ruins of which are shown in the great cyclorama now on exhibition in the city. The next day Col. Randall distinguished himself in the brilliant flank movement of Stannard’s brigade, which is also shown in the cyclorama, though not with perfect accuracy. He held the right of the brigade, and in the din of the conflict was obliged to rush from officer to officer to have his orders understood. His entire line was within two rods of Pickett’s column, where the fight was thickest, and a portion of it was a hand to hand conflict. As soon as the rebels began to throw down their arms, Col. Randall ordered his men to cease firing and alone dashed in among the enemy and pulled 243 of them within his line as prisoners. His son, only 16 years old, was second lieutenant of one of the companies, and with a father’s heart, Col. Randall ordered the commander of that company to surround the prisoners and take them to the rear. Later in the war, as commander of the Seventeenth Vermont, Colonel Randall was in nearly all the hardest fought battles of Grant’s campaigns against Richmond. In fact, his hastily gathered detachment went into battle before the regiment had ever had a battalion drill, and before the campaign was over he had lost more than half his men. But he passed through all these perils without receiving any injury except a sprain when his horse fell. His son, above alluded to, fell a victim to the infected clothing (as it was supposed) that the infamous Dr. Blackburn caused to be sent to the army, and died from the effects of small-pox.

St. Johnsbury Caledonia, March 12, 1885
Courtesy of Tom Boudreau.