The soldier's story of his captivity at Andersonville, Belle Isle, and other Rebel prisons . ousand Three Hundred and Eighty Deaths in one Week. — De-pression of Spirits, Insensibility, Insanity, and Idiocy. — Tendencyto Stoicism. — More Philosophizing. — Human Sympathies a Causeof Sickness and Death. — Philosophy again. — Sad Cases of Deathfrom Starvation. THE prison at Andersonville was situated on two hill-sides, and through the centre ran a sluggish brook,branch, as it was commonly termed. There were nosigns of vegetation in the pen — it had all been tram-pled out. Our squads were ordered
The soldier's story of his captivity at Andersonville, Belle Isle, and other Rebel prisons . ousand Three Hundred and Eighty Deaths in one Week. — De-pression of Spirits, Insensibility, Insanity, and Idiocy. — Tendencyto Stoicism. — More Philosophizing. — Human Sympathies a Causeof Sickness and Death. — Philosophy again. — Sad Cases of Deathfrom Starvation. THE prison at Andersonville was situated on two hill-sides, and through the centre ran a sluggish brook,branch, as it was commonly termed. There were nosigns of vegetation in the pen — it had all been tram-pled out. Our squads were ordered to take their posi-tions near the hill-side, on the borders, and partially in. amurky slough or swamp. This was between the brook,or branch, on the north side, and was used by the pris-oners as a sink, until it had become pestilent with 73 m a ET3 gq ~ CfQ HS* ft y Ct3 o-3 3. » o 2 « ?» -3 > £ - a, o s> 2 re 5. O a 7 ^ •- n Si -0 - CO M O », O 3 r-f- 4O CD -: n 3 en re 51 CD CD 3 O 5= 3 Cfi a. Oq rt 3 3 w -1 O 0 C —> oq 3 o Oq Ei re re 3 re 5 3 3 1 w a 3 i. PRISON LIFE IN ANDEESONVILLE. 75 dreadful stench. Sadly thinking of home, and itsdreadful contrast here, that night we lay down in therain and dirt, on the filthy hill-side, to endeavor to getrest. But when sleep visited us, it was with an accom-paniment of horrid dreams and fancies, more thanrealized in the horrors of the future, and familiar now,more or less, to the whole civilized world. With bur-dened hearts we realized how hard was our first morning after our arrival about twenty poundsof bacon and a bushel of Indian meal was given me todistribute among ninety men. We had no wood tocook with, when two of my comrades, with myself,succeeded in buying six or seven small pieces for twodollars, and soon got some johnny-cake made. At ourcoming into the stockade there were about ten thousandprisoners, increased to about twelve thousand by ourarrival. The next day three others with m
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