Require some figuring to make three meals a day.
August 31.—Yesterday, one month a prisoner.
Hope I will not have to stay more than another month.
Wish I could eat some home-made bread and butter.
I have bought a small kettle of three pints, in which we make soup.
September 2.—Sherman reported flanking Hood.
In hopes we may be recaptured some time this month.
September 6.—Hot days, cold nights.
Pity the men without any shelter, and there are thousands.
September 7.—Begin to move the men out, some say for exchange, and some; to enter another Bull Pen.
September 9.—Still moving out the men.
September 11.–--The good work still going on.
At this date, the journal is discontinued, although its writer did not leave Andersonville till the 19th of September.
From this time till the 3d of October, the day of his arrival at Savannah, he was on his passage to and from Lovejoy, and wandering in the swamps, having escaped
way to school; I don't see why I can't study just as well at home.
I began with Sam; and see where he is now, in Virgil, a long way ahead of me. Don't forget to take that accordion the next time you go to the city.
I feel real ugly.
Your loving son, R. G. Shaw.
On the 1st of September he ran away from school and went to New York, where his mother and sister were on a visit.
His father took him back very soon, and in a few days he wrote as follows:—
St. John's College, September 7.
my dear mother,—I received your letter yesterday.
It would not have made me feel homesick at all, if I had seen you. I don't know the reason, but I felt just the same as if I were going anywhere else.
I wish you would give me those Waverley Novels for a birthday present, or I think I could take care of a watch now but if I did have one, I should leave it at home, for I should n't have any use for it here.
I did n't feel very homesick that time I went down to New York; but I did