and with ear to the ground I listened for the sappers and miners as they, mole-like were running passages under the breastworks.
To my gratification I found that they were still about six feet from our works.
I went to the sap of one of the mines and looked down on a private passing back dirt from the mine, but not caring to make closer acquaintance, I deftly backed out and landed on our side of Jordan
The nine mines the Yankees
were working in had got so far along that I put my details to work cutting a deep ditch (at the end next our works) at right angles to their direction with the object of making the line of least resistance upwards through the ditch instead of under the stockaded breastworks.
And, after doing this, still having time I commenced making a counter mine over each of these mines.
So close and so loud was the sound of the miners' work that it was with difficulty I could keep the men at work, only doing so by making frequent changes of men. I had sent for fuses several times and waiting in the ditch to tamp a fuse preparatory to blowing up the counter mine, when Colonel Scott
looked down at me and stated that it was no use, we were surrendered; that commissioners had been out all night to agree upon terms.
This was the end of the extraordinary wise movement to prevent the opening of the Mississippi river
It was a death blow to the unity of action of the southern armies.
The whole siege was a farce so far as it meant a bloody and determined defense of the fortified position of Vicksburg
No large supplies of provisions had been accumulated inside of the works, munitions of war were scarce, and when Grant
gave Pemberton Hobson
's choice of surrendering on the 4th of July or a fight, he put on his little airs, but threw up the sponge on the natal day of the republic.
Taking Colonel Scott
's advice I did not fire the mine, but went down to the lower city.
On my way I heard the rapid gallop of horses, and on looking behind me saw General Grant
and staff, and at the tail end of the staff Fred. Grant
in his shirt sleeves.
's dark face, with its short, black, stubby beard, gave me the impression at the time that it was the face of a just but determined man. The moment I saw it I felt that our men would be treated well, that the mean, petty spite of the non-combatant leaders of the North
would have no influence with him. Subsequent events proved the quality of the man, for he ordered a distribution of provisions