In and out of rebel prisons . les that night, on account ofbeing obliged to make a long detour two or threetimes, to flank some wagons that had camped beside theroad, on their way to market at Columbia. People going to market there are frequently eight orten days on the road, camping like gypsies, wherevernight overtakes them. They would build a fire besidethe road, and cook their supper, picket their horses, andgo to sleep in their covered wagons. In these detours, we sometimes came acrossa few sweet potatoes, or some corn in the field,which we would gather to roast for our l)reakfast. Infact
In and out of rebel prisons . les that night, on account ofbeing obliged to make a long detour two or threetimes, to flank some wagons that had camped beside theroad, on their way to market at Columbia. People going to market there are frequently eight orten days on the road, camping like gypsies, wherevernight overtakes them. They would build a fire besidethe road, and cook their supper, picket their horses, andgo to sleep in their covered wagons. In these detours, we sometimes came acrossa few sweet potatoes, or some corn in the field,which we would gather to roast for our l)reakfast. Infact, after the third day, our Ijiscuits were all gone, andwe had nothing to eat except what we could thus findalong the road. On the third night out, my legs beganto pain me, and the next morning they were quiteswollen and inflamed. This was Sunday, and we campedin a pine grove, near a clear brook ; and after breakfastI took a good l)ath in the cold water, and felt quite re-freshed after it. That night, just after we started, we. ESCAPED PRISONERS SEARCHING FOR THE ROAD AT NIGHT. IN AND OUT OF KEBEL PRISONS. 139 found a guide board, and mounting Captain Hocksshoulders, I got near enough to read that we were thirty-four miles from Columbia, having averaged not quitetwelve miles a night. Being now out of provisions, much of our time wasspent in looking for sweet potatoes along the road. Some-times we would see a nice patch in front of some waysidehouse ; but almost every house had a dog or two, andthey ever seemed on the alert for tramps ; and it wasquite a risk to attempt to dig sweet potatoes with thosedogs making such a racket, and we were often gladent)ugh to get away without l^eing detected, and even with-out the desired potatoes. How those dogs would bark !It seemed as though they would arouse the wholeneighborhood with their eternal yelping. I took a sol-emn oath during that journey that if I ever lived to getfree, I would thereafter shoot every dog I coidd find,and I pretty
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