. The Ninth New York heavy artillery. A history of its organization, services in the defenses of Washington, marches, camps, battles, and muster-out ... and a complete roster of the regiment . n, objectsof much interest to the natives, who rushed from breakfast-getting or eating to look at the first arrival of the live Yankswho had come so many hundred strong to make Danville theirinvoluntary home. Along the principal streets we go, till wefile to the right and come upon an open square or plaza havinglarge brick warehouses on three sides. Into the first of these,called No. 1, lying between the
. The Ninth New York heavy artillery. A history of its organization, services in the defenses of Washington, marches, camps, battles, and muster-out ... and a complete roster of the regiment . n, objectsof much interest to the natives, who rushed from breakfast-getting or eating to look at the first arrival of the live Yankswho had come so many hundred strong to make Danville theirinvoluntary home. Along the principal streets we go, till wefile to the right and come upon an open square or plaza havinglarge brick warehouses on three sides. Into the first of these,called No. 1, lying between the square and the Dan river, weare led or driven. As I await my turn to enter I have time tonote the river, the cook-house near, and the building itself, threestories high with an attic, into which as many men are crowdedas it can possibly hold. We realize that we have escaped some-thing in not going to the stockades, but what misery might beyet within those walls, the future had not revealed. In singlefile we pass in, carefully numbered, and are forced along, fillingthe upper places first, till the old warehouse seems crowdedto suffocation. Only the enlisted men enter here. The officers. PRISONERS OF WAR. 331 are consigned to another building. The last man passes door is shut, locked and barred. Men with guns guardthe places of egress even then, and, as never before, we realizethat we are in Prison. IN A REBEL PRISON; OR, EXPERIENCES IN DANVILLE, VA. When I was in prison! How many people I have seenshrink away from me on my uttering this expression; but theappendix rebel prison invariably draws from them the words,What! were you in a rebel prison? In what prison, and howlong? How did they use you? From intense aversion, the expression has changed to oneof the utmost interest, and there are indications of awakeningsympathy when I reply, Yes, in Danville, Va. Between sevenand eight months, and as well as they could; but their bestwas bad enough. The men, captured at Monocac
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