SUNDAY, DEC. 15.--Started thirty-five of our lot to Tuscaloosa to be held during the war. Levi Trewhitt, an able lawyer, but an old man, will never get back.[24] His sons came up to see him, but were denied the privilege. Dr. Hunt, from the same county of Bradley, has also gone. His wife came sixty miles to see him, and came to the jail door, but was refused admittance. MONDAY, DEC. 16.--Brought in Dr. Wells and Col. Morris, of Knox County, two clever men and good citizens. Their offence is that they are Union men, first, and next they voted and electioneered as old Whigs, ... years ago. TUESDAY, DEC. 17.--Brought in a Union man from Campbell County to-day, leaving behind six small children, and their mother dead. This man’s offence is holding out for the Union. To-night two brothers named Walker, came in from Hawkins County, charged with having “talked Union talk.” WEDNESDAY, DEC. 18.--Discharged sixty prisoners to-day who had been in prison from three to five weeks--taken through mistake, as was said, there being nothing against them. Business suffering at home--unlawfully seized upon and thrust into this uncomfortable jail--they are now turned out. THURSDAY, DEC. 19.--To-night twelve more Union prisoners were brought in from lower East Tennessee, charged with belonging to Col. Cliffs regiment of Union men, arming and drilling to go over to Kentucky and join the Federal army. SATURDAY, DEC. 21.--Took out five of the prisoners brought here from the Clift expedition--liberated them by their agreeing to go into the rebel army. Their dread of Tuscaloosa induced them to go into service. They (the Confederate authorities) have offered this chance to all, and only sent off those who stubbornly refused. SUNDAY, DEC. 22.--Brought in old man Wampler, a Dutchman seventy years of age, from Greene County, charged with being an “Andrew Johnson man and talking Union talk.” FRIDAY, DEC. 27.--Harrison Self, an industrious, honest and heretofore peaceable man, a citizen of Greene County, was notified this morning that he was to be hanged at four o’clock, P. M. His daughter, a noble girl, modest and neatly attired, came in this morning to see him. Heart-broken and bowed down under a fearful weight of sorrow, she entered his iron cage and they embraced each other most affectionately. My God, what a sight! What an affecting scene! (The prisoners looking on were moved to tears.) But her short limit to remain with her father expired, and she came out weeping bitterly--shedding burning tears. Requesting me to write a dispatch for her and sign her name to it, I took out my pencil and a slip of paper and wrote the following: KNOXVILLE, Dec. 27, 1861. _Hon. Jefferson Davis_: