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town toward the east. Just east of town we passed a plantation where two or three hundred negroes, of all ages and sexes, were sitting on the fence watching the red glare of the burning village. The light was bright enough to make everything distinct. As we rode by, one old aunty raised her hands toward heaven and cried aloud, Bress de Lord! De jubilee hab come! At about three o'clock A. M., we came upon a large park of army wagons; we were told that there were eight hundred of them. Hood had sent them back there to have them safe. We took the mules, burned the wagons, and turned the drivers loose. At about seven o'clock that morning we struck the Macon railroad near Lovejoy station, where we expected to form a junction with Stoneman, who had started around the other way. We treated this road like we did the other; captured and destroyed a train of cars, and sent out scouts in all directions to feel for Stoneman. Some of our scouts came back to tell us that there
h to reach home? or, If he fails and gets down, what can I do for him? I could see but two courses to choose from, in such an event-one was to go to the nearest house and surrender us up. The other, to make him a bed in the thicket, and forage by night, and watch him by day, till he mended or died. He did not get down, but kept on till we had been out fifteen nights. During that time we had traveled about one hundred and fifty miles--an average of ten miles per night. At this time General Hood had started on his Nashville campaign and his Georgia soldiers were deserting in great numbers. The Provost Marshals were ordered to hunt them up and return them to their commands. Their plan for executing this order was to warn the citizens against feeding or helping the deserters in any way; and in case any one was found about their premises, they were ordered to notify the Marshal at once, so that he could go and arrest them. We spent the fourteenth day of our pilgrimage in a
upon the war and its current campaigns, and the boastful manner in which they spoke of the prowess of their armies, and the skill of their generals, soon aroused my combativeness and put me at my ease. Their greatest boast was the skill of General Hood. He had flanked the flanker; he had gone around Sherman; had got between him and his best general (Thomas), and could now strike either way. Sherman's only chance of escape would be to break up his army into small divisions and go out through East Tennessee. To one who remembers the campaign of 1864, in which Thomas fell back before Hood till he got everything ready, and then utterly crushed the life out of his army, this boasting has its moral. Of course Tom and I entered into the discussion-much of it was addressed to us. They charged many hard things against the U. S. Government. Some of them we denied, some we could defend, and some we couldn't. They said we could never whip them in the world. We said the United Sta
y tired and weak. We begged him to let us rest; but he was in a hurry. Finally, a man in a spring-wagon overtook us, and the guard had him haul us. He was a kind man, and the first Southerner we had found who thought there was any possibility of Hood having made a mistake in his campaign. He freely admitted that he did not see the wisdom of leaving Sherman in Atlanta with sixty thousand men, and not even a decent skirmish line between him and the heart of Georgia. They were fools if they thought he would stay where they wanted him to, till Hood got ready to come back and whip him! Ah! how Tom and I enjoyed this chat. It was more delicious than nectar. It would beat sorghum juice! Geneva is a town on the Macon & Columbus railroad. Our friend with the buggy took us to the depot, and as he left, gave us two dollars (Confed.) a piece to buy tobacco with. We passed a resolution, by a standing vote, that he was Bully! We were put on a train and taken to Columbus, Georgi
as prisoners of war! And I now record that resolution in these minutes. The blessings of this world are transient, and sooner or later we have to give them up. The Columbus jail was not an exception. About two hundred prisoners, captured by Hood at Atlanta, Georgia, were being forwarded to prison by way of Columbus. When they arrived, our jailer was ordered to put us with them. We were taken out of jail in the evening, and put with the other prisoners, who were corralled on a vacant lot and closely guarded. The next morning we were loaded on a train of flat cars and taken to Macon. Tom was feeling well, and my feet were in a fair way to recover. Hood was about Chattanooga, so we decided that if we run that night we would jump off, and aim to go straight to Atlanta. The reader may try to imagine our disappoint when, instead of going on, they took us off the cars at Macon, and again put us in camp. We saw that they did not intend to travel by night, so we tried to thi
our clothes and kill the vermin on themand feel comparatively comfortable and happy. About the first of January a few prisoners were brought in, who told us that Sherman had reached the sea, at Savannah, and had turned northward into Carolina. So the last lingering hope that he would rescue us died within us. A few days later a squad of prisoners came in from the western division of the army, and brought the news of the battle of Nashville, and told us how Pap Thomas had utterly crushed Hood's army. Among these prisoners, was one called Old beard --a nomme de querre-of my own regiment. He brought us much news from our comrades who escaped when we were captured, and gave us a history of subsequent campaigns, such as only one soldier can give to another. This was the last reliable news we received till it was all over. I can't describe the suspense, the anxiety, that almost consumed us, and I will not try. During the winter the guard relaxed much of its sternness and ri