A Soldier's Experience in Southern Prisons: A Graphic Description of the Author's Experiences in Various Southern Prisons — John Shaqi
A Soldier's Experience in Southern Prisons: A Graphic Description of the Author's Experiences in Various Southern PrisonsPrutsman, Christian Miller
Philosophy
A Soldier's Experience in Southern Prisons: A Graphic Description of the Author's Experiences in Various Southern Prisons
Prutsman, Christian Miller
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Prisoners and prisons
Now, the truth was there was no such place as "Maconsburg" in
Wisconsin, to my knowledge, nor was there any friend of mine by the
name of John Crow, still that did not hinder the cashing of my order,
and in a short time I was the possessor of eight hundred dollars in
clean Confederate scrip. As "John Crow," of "Maconsburg," was never
found by Mr. Holloway I did not lose anything on my investment. Those
who made the "bills of exchange" profited to some extent, however,
and the barrels that were delivered to the poor, weak, diseased and
starving prisoners, were of great service to them and proved a boon in
many instances. It was always a mystery to me why the officers took
such chances as they did in letting us have the Confederate State's
scrip, but I have often thought they had very little confidence in its
real, ultimate value. I also noticed that not one of them ever lost an
opportunity to grab Uncle Sam's money when it was within reach.
As soon as we moved out of the jail yard it was used for the Anderson
men, but only for one day at a time; then they were marched out to the
race course. They generally arrived there early in the morning, were
taken out of the cars and held through the day, to be moved through the
streets at night, as their clothing was so scant it was not considered
decent for them to be seen by daylight.
My first investment with my Confederate scrip was to take one hundred
dollars, tie it to a piece of brick and throw it over the wall, from
the veranda of the second story, to one sergeant Stetzer, a member of
my company and regiment; but the guard heard it strike the ground,
drove the sergeant away and pocketed the rags himself. So much for my
attempt to relieve the wants of a fellow prisoner. Now, while we lived
high for us during the remainder of our stay in that building, the time
was very short.
CHAPTER V.
Sherman devastates Northern Georgia--Columbia "Camp Sorghum"--A
"dug-out"--I get away--Free--An unexpected plunge--Trouble
ahead--Recaptured--A meal--The "debtor's cell" at Abbeville--Back to
"Sorghum."
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