. Sword and pen : or, Ventures and adventures of Willard Glazier in war and literature ... . such a way that the other occupants of thecar were moved to sundry objurgations at the expenseof our young friend more forcible than polite, and par-taking little of the nature of a hospitable reception !However, this is a world of compromises, and Glaziersoon found his level among his fellow-captives. Their route took them through a portion of NorthCarolina, where for the first time they met with un-mistakable proofs of sympathy. At one city, onlearning there were Yankee prisoners in town, thecitizens
. Sword and pen : or, Ventures and adventures of Willard Glazier in war and literature ... . such a way that the other occupants of thecar were moved to sundry objurgations at the expenseof our young friend more forcible than polite, and par-taking little of the nature of a hospitable reception !However, this is a world of compromises, and Glaziersoon found his level among his fellow-captives. Their route took them through a portion of NorthCarolina, where for the first time they met with un-mistakable proofs of sympathy. At one city, onlearning there were Yankee prisoners in town, thecitizens came out in large numbers. Many attemptedto converse writh them, but were forced back at thepoint of the bayonet. The prisoners then struck upthe Star-Spangled Banner, and Rally Round theFlag, and in each interlude could see white handker-chiefs waving in the breeze, demonstrations that soexasperated the Virginia guard that they sent a detailto drive the d—d tar-heels from the field. The contiguity of friends of course presented astrong temptation to some to strike for liberty. Every. fUBUCUBRART ^IWJt AM* «« *#««$/ T : f** B URIEJD ALIVE ! \ 99 device promising the least chance of escape was there-fore resorted to. Among the most ingenious of thesewas one so graphically described by young Glazierthat we make no apology for again using his language: The night being very dark, he writes, and thesoil where we were huddled together very sandy andlight, many of the prisoners dug holes in the ground andthere buried themselves, hoping thus to escape the ob-servation of the guard when we should be marchedfrom the field to the cars. Unfortunately, however,the scheme was exposed by one of the guard who ac-cidentally stumbled into one of the holes, in the bottomof which he beheld a live Yankee. Struck withamazement, he shouted out: Oh, my G—, Captain,here is a Yankee buried alive! Great excitement wasthe natural consequence. A general search ensued,torch-lights were used, an
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