Prison Life in Andersonville

sbury, N. C., were delivered to General Terry. They had just been paroled at Goldsboro, and were received by him about the middle of March, 1865. His headquarters was at a poin

x-prisoners, unfurling the Stars and Stripes in greeting. Many of the boys in blue wept, when they saw our plight. The released men tried to

rds the forest through which the freight train had come from Goldsboro with the paroled men. Spanning this cut was an arch constructed of evergreen boughs a

d prisoners. At first the excitement of once more gazing upon the flag they loved, and b

contrast with their pinched and grimy faces. Many sank by the wayside

dge and the advance files of men undertook to walk up through the cut in the bank at

and the black soldiers stood at "Present Arms." The eyes of the soldiers opened and their teeth gleamed with an aspect of astonishment, as they for the first time beheld seasoned graduates from a course of experiences in war-prisons. The living wrecks in

d a representative of the United States Christian Commission. The General looked upon us with tear-dimmed eyes

y boy, you will get out here." Seeing I was too weak to rise from the seat, he said, "Just lie across my shoulder." This I did an

ing a few steps they were utterly exhausted. The officer in charge thus addressed the two lines: "Shoulder arms!" "Order arms!" "Stack arms!" "Break ranks and carry these men up the hill!" With a mighty cheer the athletic colored soldiers sprang forward and each picked u

lt his former regimental surgeon, Dr. Wells B. Fox. The Doctor said, "You may live a good while, and you may

atters. Here he was received very kindly by Surgeon General Barnes, and by him ordered to have a thorough examination by experts of the me

tian Commission service outside Wilmington, North Carolina, near the close of the war, with General Terry, when he received the first installment of old Andersonville prisoners as they were sent into our lines. Terry was all broken up over their condition." "Could the prisoners walk?" asked the writer. "Yes," he replied; "some of them could, but many had to be brought in on ambulances." He was asked, "Where did you put those who were sick?" "We laid them