. The great locomotive chase; a history of the Andrews railroad raid into Georgia in 1862 . ings. I spoke very quietly, and watching a chance to getin a joke about the manner in which I was being tied, and affecting totreat the whole matter as hardly serious, I soon had some of the laugherson my side; and then I was less afraid, and could play my part still betterBefore long, I had the gratification of hearing one say to another, Pityhe is a Yankee, for he seems to be a good fellow. The insults andoaths decreased, and something of the qualified good feeling of the day 208 Daring and Suffering.
. The great locomotive chase; a history of the Andrews railroad raid into Georgia in 1862 . ings. I spoke very quietly, and watching a chance to getin a joke about the manner in which I was being tied, and affecting totreat the whole matter as hardly serious, I soon had some of the laugherson my side; and then I was less afraid, and could play my part still betterBefore long, I had the gratification of hearing one say to another, Pityhe is a Yankee, for he seems to be a good fellow. The insults andoaths decreased, and something of the qualified good feeling of the day 208 Daring and Suffering. before returned. I wish to put it on record that never during the wholetime I was a prisoner did I have five minutes conversation with anySouthern man, or men, without all manifestation of angry feeling beingsuppressed I had now been secured in such a manner as literally to make assur-ance doubly sure. The mode of fastening was exceedingly curious,and gives a clue to the feelings of dread with which the enemy had beeninspired by our raid. One end of a heavy chain, eight or nine feet in. Chained in a Carriage. length, was put around my neck and fastened with a padlock; the otherend was carried back of, and under the carriage seat on which I was sitting,and locked to one foot in the same manner; the chain being extended toits full length while I was seated, thus rendering it impossible for me torise. My hands were locked in hand-cuffs; my elbows were closely pinionedto my side by ropes; and to crown all, I was firmly bound to the carriageseat ? Then my conductor, the little major, took his seat at my side, and,—Oh ! spirit of chivalry,—two men followed on horseback armed with shot-guns ! With all these precautions, I ought to have felt safe, but I did First Prison Experiences. 209 not ! All preparations being completed, I took leave of the village, to seeit no more for twenty-four years. As we journeyed, the sky, which after the morning burst of sunlighthad been overcast, su
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