. Andersonville : a story of Rebel military prisons, fifteen months a guest of the so-called southern confederacy : a private soldier's experience in Richmond, Andersonville, Savannah, Millen, Blackshear, and Florence . then a thump upon the ground, and avibration, told that it had struck. For a moment there was adead silence. Then came a loud roar, and the crash of break-ing timber and crushing walls. The shell had bursted. Ten minutes later another shell followed, with like awhile we forgot all about hunger in the excitement ofwatching the messengers from Gods country. AVhat happ
. Andersonville : a story of Rebel military prisons, fifteen months a guest of the so-called southern confederacy : a private soldier's experience in Richmond, Andersonville, Savannah, Millen, Blackshear, and Florence . then a thump upon the ground, and avibration, told that it had struck. For a moment there was adead silence. Then came a loud roar, and the crash of break-ing timber and crushing walls. The shell had bursted. Ten minutes later another shell followed, with like awhile we forgot all about hunger in the excitement ofwatching the messengers from Gods country. AVhat happi-ness to be where those shells came from. Soon a Eebel batteryof heavy guns somewhere near and in front of us, waked up,and began answering with dull, slow thumps that made theground shudder. This continued about an hour, when it quieteddown again, but our shells kept coming over at regular intervals A STORY OF REBEL MILITARY PRISONS. 519 with the same slow deliberation, the same prolonged warning,and the same dreadful crash when they struck. They hadalready gone on this way for over a year, and were to keep itup months longer until the City was captured. The routine was the same from day to day, month in, and. THE PART WHERE WE LAY WAS A MASS OF RUINS. month out, from early in August, 1863, to the middle of April,1865. Ever}^ few minutes during the day our folks would hurla great shell into the beleaguered City, and twice a day, forperhaps an hour each time, the Rebel batteries would talk must have been a lesson to the Charlestonians of the persistent,methodical spirit of the North. They prided themselves on thelength of the time they were holding out against the enemy,and the papers each day had a column headed 390th DAY OF THE SIEQE, or 391st, 393d, etc., as the number might be since our peopleopened fire upon the City. The part where we lay was a massof ruins. Many large buildings had been knocked down; verymany more were riddled with shot holes and tottering to th
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