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ned before Generals Jackson, Bragg, Hardee, Beauregard and Johnson a storm in Camp Bayoneting a sleeping man (?) inside viuregard ordered silence, and said he would refer me to General Johnson. As I was leaving Beauregard's quarters, I heard te cold. Still conducted by the colonel, I soon came to Johnson's headquarters, which were upon the battle-field. In a tent adjoining that of Johnson, a court-martial was in session, presided over by the General, and into this tent I was taken, where the following colloquy ensued: Col. G. General Johnson, I have brought you a Yankee prisoner, sir. Gen. J. Yes, y firing; and 3d. That he never surrendered. Now, said Johnson, if he had first surrendered, and then fired and injured oheard this, I had not indulged the faintest hope of life. Johnson handed me a paper, and said: Will you please sign tColonel said, There, General, I told you what he was. General Johnson replied: Detail a guard of six men to take char
Chapter 4: The wounded from Shiloh inquisitive negroes an abomination a striking contrast Tom attempted escape an Ingenious darkey rebel fare the Irish sergeant narrow escape Mending clothes and getting news horrible scenes in prison a discussion. During my imprisonment, many wounded soldiers from Corinth, were brought to Columbus. The leading men were painfully struck at the loss of General Albert Sidney Johnson. My prison-life was romantic and instructive, and I endeavored to make a partial atonement for its deprivations. The negroes, whose business it was to bring our victuals, and keep the prison in some sort of order, were generally inquisitive in their looks, and often in their words. They wondered why so many white men were confined and guarded. I was much interested with two negro waiters, who came daily to our room, one about twelve, and the other about fifteen years of age. Said George, the younger: Massa, when's you gwine to take Memp