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John J. Craven (search for this): chapter 67
Chapter 67: the tortures inflicted by General Miles. The following extracts from Dr. Craven's book will best present a feature of the tortures inflicted by General Miles: May 24, 1865. Calling upon the prisoner — the first time I had ever seen him closely --he presented a very miserable and afflicting aspect. Stretchrines are now built, have suffered as bad or worse indignities. He was uneasy lest my luggage should be again searched and rifled, and indignities offered. Dr. Craven wrote: On my remarking, to soothe him, that no such search was probable, he said it could hardly be otherwise, as he had received a suit of heavy clothes e them delivered more promptly. Also, report the price paid for Mr. Davis's overcoat, and by whom paid. A. O. Hitchcock, Captain and A. D. C. Brevet Lieutenant-Colonel J. J. Craven, Post Surgeon, This order I then regarded as cruel and unnecessary, nor has subsequent reflection changed my opinion. The meals for Mr. Davi
E. M. Stanton (search for this): chapter 67
s granted. Complained that the footfalls of the two sentries within his chamber made it difficult for him to collect his thoughts; but added cheerfully, that with this (touching his pipe) he hoped to become tranquil. During this period Mr. Stanton is said to have gone down and peered through the grating at the tortured man, and that General Miles favored his friends with peeps at him when they were at all curious. May 25th. I have a poor, frail body, he said, and though in my youthen inflicted on his attenuated frame, the world would form unjust conclusions, but conclusions with enough color to pass them into history. The italics are mine, but as we heard the book from which these excerpts are quoted was submitted to Mr. Stanton before it was published, and its details severely curtailed, suppose this significant passage crept in unawares. Let me here remark that, despite a certain exterior cynicism of manner, no patient has ever crossed my path who, suffering s
om this time, the prisoner received books and newspapers freely, chiefly reading of newspapers The newspapers allowed were of those the most hostile, and irregularly sent. The books sent were such as General Miles chose, though I sent a large box of books in English type, and these the express office showed by a receipt were delivered at the fort. Mr. Davis never received one, nor could I recover them afterward.: the New York Herald (only occasional numbers), and of books, histories-Mr. Bancroft appearing his favorite American author. I recommended him to be very moderate at first in his open-air exercise, gauging the amount of exercise to his strength; and from time to time forward, Mr. Davis went out every day for an hour's exercise, the weather and his health permitting. July 11th. Found prisoner very desponding, the failure of his sight troubling him and his nights almost without sleep. His present treatment was killing him by inches, and he wished shorter work could
That I do not know the cost of the coat; I have not yet received the bill. As soon as received, I will forward it to the Major-General commanding. I do not know that any person paid for the coat, having directed that the bill should be sent to me when ordering it. I remain, Captain, very respectfully, John J. Craven, Brevet Lieutenant-Colonel and Post Surgeon and Chief Medical Officer, Military District, Fort Monroe, Va. November 8th. Major Charles P. Muhlenburgh, Captain S. A. Day, and many others, displaying both generosity and consideration in their treatment of the distinguished captive. His self-control was the feature of his character, knowing that his temper had been high and proud, which most struck me during my attendance. His reticence was remarked on subjects where he knew we must differ; and though occasionally speaking with freedom of slavery, it was as a philosopher rather than as a politician-rather as a friend to the negro, and one sorry for
to a crucible each fresh development of humanity that crossed his path, testing it therein for as long as the interview lasted, and then carefully inspecting the ingot which was left as the result. That ingot, whether appearing to him pure gold or baser metal, never lost its character to his mind from any subsequent acquaintance. Mr. Davis said it was scandalous that Government should allow General Miles to review his letters to his wife. They had to pass through the hands of Attorney-General Speed, who should be a quite competent judge of offensive matter, or what was deemed offensive. General Miles had returned to him several pages of a letter written to Mrs. Davis, containing only a description of his new prison in answer to her inquiries, the general declaring such description to be objectionable; perhaps suspecting that if told where he was, Mrs. Davis would storm the fort and rescue him VI et armis. Headquarters military District, Fort Monroe, November 10, 1865. Sir:
n the pain and humiliation which itself creates. I have lived too long in the woods to be frightened by an owl, and have seen death too often to dread any form of pain. But I confess this torture of being watched begins to prey on my reason. The lamp burning in my room all night would seem a torment devised by someone who had intimate knowledge of my habits, my custom having been through life never to sleep except in total darkness. July 15th. Called on Mr. Davis accompanied by Captain Grill, Third Pennsylvania Artillery, officer of the day. Found him extremely weak, growing more alarmed about his sight, which was failing rapidly. The phenomenon had occurred to him of seeing all objects double, due chiefly to his nervous debility and the over-taxation of constant reading. July 30th. Found Mr. Davis in a very critical state; his nervous debility extreme, his mind more despondent than ever heretofore, his appetite gone, complexion livid, and pulse denoting deep prostr
leep having been undisturbed. Representations in regard to the need Mr. Davis stood in of different pabulum, both for his eyes and mind, had been previously made by me to Major-General Miles, and had been confirmed, I rather believe, by Colonel Pineo, Medical Inspector of the department, who had visited Mr. Davis in my company on the 12th of the month, having a long and interesting conversation with the prisoner-a fact which should have been mentioned at an earlier date; but as the converof the day. Found he had been inquiring for me several days, in consequence of suffering premonitory symptoms of a return of the erysipelas to his face. Reported his condition to Major-General Miles, respectfully asking permission to call in Colonel Pineo, Medical Inspector of the Department for consultation. Mentioned that General Terry, my old commander, had kindly placed the carriage of Mr. Davis at my disposal during the visit. Mr. Davis laughed about his carriage, and said that s
one probable cause of his illness. The sun could never dart its influence through such masses of masonry. Surrounded as the fort was with a ditch, in which the water rose and fell from three to four feet with the tide, it was impossible to keep such places free from noxious vapors. Recurring to the subject of his family, Mr. Davis asked me had I not been called upon to attend Miss Howell, his wife's sister, who had been very ill at the time of his quitting the Clyde. Replied that Colonel James, Chief Quartermaster, had called at my quarters and requested me to visit a sick lady on board that vessel; believed it was the lady he referred to, but could not be sure of the name. Had mentioned the matter to General Miles, asking a pass to visit; but he objected, saying the orders were to allow no communication with the ship. June 1st. Except for the purpose of petty torture, there could be no color of reason for withholding from him any books or papers dated prior to the w
Clement C. Clay (search for this): chapter 67
a different view of my action, to judge from the following letter: Headquarters military District, Fort Monroe, November 18, 1865. Colonel: The Major-General commanding directs that, in future, you give no orders for Jefferson Davis without first communicating with these head districts. Also, that in future, your conversations with him will be confined strictly to professional matters, and that you comply with the instructions regarding the meals to be furnished to prisoners Davis and Clay, and have them delivered more promptly. Also, report the price paid for Mr. Davis's overcoat, and by whom paid. A. O. Hitchcock, Captain and A. D. C. Brevet Lieutenant-Colonel J. J. Craven, Post Surgeon, This order I then regarded as cruel and unnecessary, nor has subsequent reflection changed my opinion. The meals for Mr. Davis I had sent at hours to suit his former habits and present desires-two meals a day at such time as he felt most appetite. I was now ordered to send his mea
ascended and descended between his sight, and whatever page he was reading or object inspecting; and his memory likewise gave distinct indications of losing its elasticity. The carbuncle, however, was quite well, having left a deep-red cicatrix where it had been, precisely like the healed wound of a Minie bullet. Mr. Davis had not much flesh to lose on entering the fort, but believed he must have lost what little of it could be spared while still preserving life. October 15th. Colonel Pelouze called for a report of the health of the prisoner, with my opinion as to the advisability or necessity of a change in his place of confinement; visited the new quarters in Carroll Hall, and directed General Miles-being thereto empowered by his instructions — to remove Mr. Davis from the casemate to his new and more pleasant abode. Found Mr. Davis already looking much brighter, exclaiming as I entered, The world does move, after all. The panel in the side door opening into the cor
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