. 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 . ieutenant Boisseux — the Commandant— strolled into the camp with his beloved white buU-terrier,which was as fat as a Cheshire pig, the latter was decoyed intoa tent, a blanket thrown over him, his throat cut within a rod ofwhere his master was standing, and he was then skinned, cut up,cooked, and furnished a savory meal to many hungry men. A STORY OF KEBEL MILITARY PRISOi^S. 11
. 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 . ieutenant Boisseux — the Commandant— strolled into the camp with his beloved white buU-terrier,which was as fat as a Cheshire pig, the latter was decoyed intoa tent, a blanket thrown over him, his throat cut within a rod ofwhere his master was standing, and he was then skinned, cut up,cooked, and furnished a savory meal to many hungry men. A STORY OF KEBEL MILITARY PRISOi^S. 115 When Boisseux learned of the fate of his four-footed friend hewas, of course, intensely enraged, but that was all the good it didhim. The only revenge possible was to sentence more prisonersto ride the cruel wooden horse which he used as a means ofpunishment. Four of our company were already dead. Jacob Lo^yry andJohn Beach were standing near the gate one day when some onesnatched the guards bla^nket from the post where he had hungit, and ran. The em^aged sentiy leveled his gun and fired intothe crowd. The balls passed through Lo\vr3^s and Beachsbreasts. Then Charley Osgood, son of our Lieutenant, a quiet,. DECOYING BOISSETJXS DOG TO ITS DEATH. fair-haired, pleasant-spoken boy, but as brave and earnest ashis gallant father, sank under the combination of hunger andcold. One stino-ino^ mornino; he was found stiff and stark, onthe hard ground, his bright, frank blue eyes glazed over indeath. One of the mysteries of oui company was a tall, slender,elderly Scotchman, who appeared on the rolls as William Brad-ford. What his past hfe had been, where he had hved, whathis profession, whether married or single, no one ever came to us while in Camp of Instruction near Springfield,Illinois, and seemed to have left all his past behind him as hecrossed the Hne of sentries around the camp. He never receivedany letters, and never wrote any; never asked for a furlough 116 ANDEESON
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