language best suited to the occasion.
Courage always tells, and when they found that they could not frighten him they let him pray unmolested.
We had been at Macon
about a week when one of the officers came to me and asked me if I would like to escape.
I answered “Yes.”
We talked awhile on various subjects, and on leaving he said he would call for me that night.
At midnight he came, and I went with him to one corner of the stockade, where we were joined by three more.
We formed a circle with our hands on each other's shoulders, and I took the most solemn obligation ever taken by man. I swore to obey in every particular the orders of my superior officers, to take life if necessary in order to escape, and to kill any one who should betray us. Our organization was called the Council of Ten, as it was governed by ten officers selected by the captains of the companies.
We were divided into companies of thirty-two, each commanded by a captain, and subdivided into squads of eight, commanded by a sergeant; the privates only knew the sergeants, the sergeant knew his captain and the captain the Council of Ten.
We had signs, passwords, grips and signals, and a grand rallying cry. We were ordered to provide ourselves with clubs if they could be obtained, or in place of them have a stone located where we could easily get it.
It was strange to me why this organization was required, but I was informed that traitors were in the camp, that several tunnels had been started, and when ready to open, the rebels would come in, go directly to them, and driving down a crowbar would find them the first trial.
It was hard to believe that any Union officer would betray his comrades, and we concluded that the rebels must have some of their