. Abraham Lincoln and the battles of the Civil War . e edge and fell onthose beneath. I was among the lightest in thatcrowd; and when it broke and expanded I wastaken oft my feet, dashed to the floor sense-less, my head and one of my hands bruisedand cut, and my shoulder painfully injured bythe boots of the men who rushed over I gathered my swimming wits I waslying in a pool of water. The room seemeddarker than before; and, to my grateful sur-prise, I was alone. I was now convinced thatit was a false alarm, and quickly resolved toavail myself of the advantage of having thewhole place t
. Abraham Lincoln and the battles of the Civil War . e edge and fell onthose beneath. I was among the lightest in thatcrowd; and when it broke and expanded I wastaken oft my feet, dashed to the floor sense-less, my head and one of my hands bruisedand cut, and my shoulder painfully injured bythe boots of the men who rushed over I gathered my swimming wits I waslying in a pool of water. The room seemeddarker than before; and, to my grateful sur-prise, I was alone. I was now convinced thatit was a false alarm, and quickly resolved toavail myself of the advantage of having thewhole place to myself I entered the cavityfeet first, but found it necessary to remove myovercoat and ])ush it through the opening, andit fell in the darkness below. I had now no comrade, having lost Wilcoxin the stampede. Rose and his party, beingthe first out, were several hours on their jour-ney ; and I burned to be away, knowing wellthat my salvation depended on my the city defenses before the pursuing COLONEL ROSES TUNNEL AT LLBBY PRLSON 785. .^.. FIGHTING THE RATS. guards were on our trail, when the inevita-ble discovery should come at roll-call. Thefact that I was alone I regretted; but I hadserved with McClellan in the Peninsula cam-paign of 1862, I knew the country well frommy frequent inspection of war maps, and thefriendly North Star gave me my bearings. Therope-ladder had either become broken or dis-arranged, but it atitbrded me a short hold atthe top; so I balanced myself, trusted to for-tune, and fell into Rat Hell, which was arayless pit of darkness, swarming with squeal-ing rats, several of which I must have killedin my fall. I felt a troop of them run over myface and hands before I could regain my times I put my hand on them, andonce I flung one from my shoulder. Gropingaround, I found a stout stick or stave, putmy back to the wall, and beat about me blindlybut with vigor. In spite of the hurried instructions givenme by Wilcox, I had along and ho
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