I think I figured out the answer to my own question re William Curl (1837-1864): He was one of the children of Abisha Curl (b.1809). For anyone who might be interested, I found references to William's Civil War service, including what seems to be a decscriptionof how he died,in the Civil war diary of his 1st cousin Jarrett Curl Frazier.
Here are some excerts:
Excerpts from Jarrett Curl Frazier's diary:
[ September 1862]
Sept 21st at 8 a.m. arrived at Vicksburg on as near there as the Rebbels would let the yankees come.- here anchored as usual, Sept 22d p.m. Col Voorhies, Maj Gray & other officers came out to us in Sleifts. Our old Col taled us we would hear women hollowing for Jeff Davis, & the south every where we went. I began one more time to feel myself a free man. Sept 23d we were put ashore on the La. side of the Miss. River walked through to Vicksburg, a distance of a bout a mile. Remained here until the 26th of Sept awaiting transportation.
Left at 6 a.m. ran out as far as Clinton. Here & W.B. Easley & I stoped with the 42d Tenn Regt until the next day. Sept 27th got on train at 9 a.m. & arrived at Jackson at 10 o’clock, finding our Regt camped one mile north of the city, at the fair ground. Sept 29th we Reorganized for three years on the war.
About the 1st of Oct I found cousin Alphouza & Wm Curl of the 11th Ark Regt Stationed in the state house at Jackson.
Alphouza 1st Ly and William Segt. Oct 5th we received marching orders. Regt left on a train at 8 p.m. for Holly Springs. Oct 12th I with 21 others commissioned officers (Capt & Lts)of the 48th, started home to Tenn on Recruiting service. Traveled by the way of Mobile, Montgomery Ala. Atlanta, Ga. Chattanooga Tenn & got off the cars at Wartrace, 8 miles east of Shelbaville. Oct 29th I was informed by Bettie Bigham, in Maury county, that my little boy William Wyly, had been dead just one month to the day. aged 20 mos. & 3 days. arrived at home that night (Oct 20th) and Remained at 3 weeks, got up a goodly number of Recurits, and started back to the army at Port Hudson La, on the 10th day of Nov. and arrived at Wartrace Nov 13th and Remained there and drilled our recurits foe near three weeks and left for our command via - Chattanooga, Tenn Atlanta, Ga. Montgomery Ala & Vicksburg Miss and Arrived at Port Huddleston La on the night on Dec 14th and found our boys all right with the force of 15,000 or 20,00 men. Christmas eve an hour by sun Monroe Dawson, Lt Harbison & got a pass from Provos martial to go to waterloo, a little town on the opposite side of the river & 7 miles above Port Hudson, to get plates, knives 7 forks Etc. Next morning Dec 25th we three & old Harry, set out, done our trading. & on our return, we visited a large Sugar Mill which was a great curosity to us. We by this time were very tired & hungry. Had taken dinner with some negros & returned to camp. Dec 26th a.m. Recited out Tactic lessons & in the evening for my first time went on Dress Parade. That night Capts Walker, Halbrook, Jack Malugion informed me that he once saved my mothers life. She was thrown from her horse in Buffalo River at Braedstown, Trry Co. The girth broke & she was holding to her saddle floating down the river into very deep water, when Malugion went to her in a canoe. Dec 27th an hour bu sun in the evening. Lt Easley & I visited the little town Port Husdon. Dec 29th went back again & took supper with Mrs. Cox. Lieuts Benton, Church, Fitsgerald & I all went the Grand Rounds. at mid night....
Dec 14th. at night Rejoined my command at Nashville. On the granny white Pike.- Tempory works thrown up. A cannon ball from yanky battery Struck one of our men, ( a Lt of the 49th Tenn Regt) in the fore head, tore tha whole top of his head off, Knocking him back on his shoulders. It was Raining down in his face and just at this moment we were compelled to abandon our position & fall back under enemy fire. Twas all confusion- Save yourself & get to the Rear in quick order. Seemed to be the order of the day. Here I threw away and lay a side every weight, & - which do they so easily beset. So that night run with patience, The race that was before me.
Jo McMinn, of our Regt. Says Frazier, let us pledge to each other, Right now . That if either one of us fall & are not killed, that the other to stay with him & wait on him, if we are captured. I told him , all right, of willingly enter into pledge.
After Running on Retreat, through - say a hundred acre farm, under fire of shot, Shell & Cannister, I was about exhausted and as we were about Starting up a hill in, large wood lot, I said to McMinn, that I did not feel I could go any farther, but he spoke encourageingly to me, & insisted that we still pull on. I caught to a small Sugar Tree to assit myself in feeling up by it, when it was struck by a minnie ball, right near my body & made as geart a Racket as if it had been Struck with tha back of an axe. But I was too nigh exhausted for it to cause me ever but an eye. We pulled through safely, without a Serious Scratch. On South via - Franklin, Columbia, Pulaska and here I got me a plank to splint up & burn by peace meals, through the night to keep from freezing to death. Stayed up stairs in an abandoned Store house, Snow on the ground. Snuffed ashes till day. Wm Curl’s arm or leg was broken near here. he feel in the hands of the enemy and was never heard of afterwards.
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