Capturing a Locomotive: A History of Secret Service in the Late War.Pittenger, William
History
Capturing a Locomotive: A History of Secret Service in the Late War.
Pittenger, William
Chattanooga Railroad Expedition, 1862; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Campaigns
The next day was wet and dreary. Our car leaked, our fire went out, and
we were thoroughly uncomfortable. By evening we had reached the mountain
city of Lynchburg, and discovered that we had missed the railroad
connection. This led to a delay of twenty-four hours, which we greatly
regretted, being very anxious to get speedily through to our own lines.
We had all our plans laid for the happy day of our arrival at
Washington.
We were quartered in a large bare room belonging to the barracks, where
some of the worst criminals of the Confederacy were also confined. There
was a great stove in the centre of the room, but, as no fire was put in
it, we had to endure another night of dampness and cold. The only
consolation was found in the thought that we would not have many more
such nights to spend before reaching home. I paced the floor till nearly
morning, and saw a good many amusing incidents. Many of the rebels were
drunk and disposed to mischief. One man diverted himself by walking
around the room on the forms of those who were trying to sleep. In his
round he stepped on Bensinger,--one of our party. The infliction was
patiently endured the first time, but as the sot came again, Bensinger
was on the lookout, and, springing to his feet, gave him a blow that
stretched him out on the floor. Some of his companions rushed forward to
resent the just punishment, but Bensinger's friends also were prepared,
and there was a good prospect of a general fray. But, as soon as the
ruffians understood the position, they retired to their own side of the
room.
In the raw and chill morning I found here some of the most virulent
enemies of the Union I had yet seen. A prisoner loudly declared that no
quarter ought to be given in the war,--said that he had advocated
raising the black flag from the first, asserting that "if it had been
raised the war would have been over long since."
"No doubt of it," I replied. "In that case the whole Southern race would
have been exterminated long before this."
That mode of ending the war had not entered his mind, and he did not
appear pleased with the suggestion.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account