. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . st infinitesimal place in constantly bursting shells, denominated rotten shot by the darkies,had some terror for us, but they sank into insignificance when the dangersfrom Yellow Jack were considered. 434 THE STOHY OF Eaily in October rumors prevailed that we were to be removed to someother point, and, believing that an opportunity for escape would presentitself, I invited three friends — Captain J. E. Lewis, 11th Connecticut, Capt
. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . st infinitesimal place in constantly bursting shells, denominated rotten shot by the darkies,had some terror for us, but they sank into insignificance when the dangersfrom Yellow Jack were considered. 434 THE STOHY OF Eaily in October rumors prevailed that we were to be removed to someother point, and, believing that an opportunity for escape would presentitself, I invited three friends — Captain J. E. Lewis, 11th Connecticut, Captain Alfred Grant, IDth Wisconsin, and Captain Harry 8th New Jersey Kegimeut—to join me in theattempt to gain the freedom we so aixlently coveted,and for which we had repeatedly and arduously we found a portion of an oldmap of South Carolina, and, carefully studying it,formed a plan of action. Next morning, October6th, six hundred of us were marched to the depotwhere we took passage on dilapidated cars at-tached to a wheezing locomotive. V • As we passed out of the city we saw a camp on theold race course filled with. Scene in Soitiierx Prison. the wretched looking beings it was ever my lot to ga^e u|ion. Theywere Union soldiers — prisoners of war. Their condition was pitiablein the extreme. Although we were greatly distressed, numy of us in rags,covered with tilth and vermin, and half starved; some sick, others unable tostand or walk on account of scurvy; yet our hearts went out to those bravenifMi who were tlius huddled together in the open air. with nothing save the AMERICAN HEROISM. 435 ground for a bed, and Heavens canopy for covering. The terrible picture ofthat camp will ever remain impressed upon my memory. My chosen companions and myself had matured our plans; all thatremained was to put them into execution. During the day I had taken theprecaution to remove the percussion caps from the rifles of the seven armedguards who occu
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