I cannot go into detail, each day was like another and very monotonous. We suffered from the heat when we first went into this prison. There were five squads of 50 on our floor, and when we all lay down at night, there was no room to spare, we were packed like sardines in a box. To economize space we would lie in rows across the building and when we turned over all would turn. On a hot night the stench was fearful. We remained here during July and August using water from the Dan river. This was stagnant, in pools, for the river had almost dried up in the summer. The rebels would march us past as nice a spring of good cold water as ever flowed and would not allow us to get it, but take us to the river, where we skimmed the green scum from the surface with our buckets and dip water from the hot, stinking pool. The hot weather created thirst, and the prisoners drank it as fast as it was carried to them and cried for more. If our guards were not in the humor we would have to wait until they were ready, consequently there was great suffering from thirst. About the last of August, Smith Miller of Company E of our regiment became suddenly insane, and was taken to the hospital where he afterward died. Philip Frank of my company was also sent to the hospital where he died. Many of the men became sick and we were all growing weaker day by day. In September an order came to exchange a certain number of the sick. When the doctor came to examine them, I took Samuel Jones to him, Jones could not walk, so Joe Shepard and I carried him down. The doctor passed him and then asked me, “Now what is the matter with you?” I told him, “Nothing, only I want something to eat.” The doctor replied, “If you would say so, I will pass you.” I said, “No, take some poor fellow that was sick, I am not sick, and I do not intend to die in prison.” The boys of my company that were released at this time were James Nichols, Reeves McCall, James and William Harrison and Peter Garrett. The two Harrison boys died at Annapolis, Maryland, on their way home. Disease and exchange now cut our number down, but our condition did not improve, we were growing weaker every day for want of food. In October I was sick with diarrhoea and went to the hospital. The sick were better cared for, and the nurses were detailed Union soldiers. The doctors were Rebels, and did not have much regard for the prisoners. I remained in the hospital but did not get any better. In October Thomas Broades was brought into the hospital, paroled on sick leave, and afterward died at Annapolis. Later in the year William Houser was brought over to the hospital, but only lived a few days.