Identifier: andersonvilles00mcel (find matches)
Title: Andersonville : a story of Rebel military prisons, fifteen months a guest of the so-called southern confederacy : a private soldier's experience in Richmond, Andersonville, Savannah, Millen, Blackshear, and Florence
Year: 1879 (1870s)
Authors: McElroy, John, 1846-1929
Subjects: Andersonville Prison United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865
Publisher: Toledo : D. R. Locke
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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m Infant. On the way from Richmond a cast-iron skillet, or spider, hadbeen stolen by the crowd from the Rebels. It was a smallaffair, holding a half gallon, and worth to-day about fiftycents. In Andersonville its worth was literally above rubies.Two men belonging to different messes each claimed theownership of the utensil, on the ground of being most activein securing it. Their claims were strenuously supported bytheir respective messes, at the heads of which were the afore-said Infant and Chicken. A great deal of strong talk, andseveral indecisive knock-downs resulted in an agreement to A STORY OF KEBEL MILITARY PEISONS. 147 settle the matter by wager of battle between the Infant andChicken. When we arrived a twenty-four foot ring had been preparedby drawing a deep mark in the sand. In diagonally oppositecorners of these the seconds were kneeling on one knee andsupporting their principals on the other. By their sides theyhad little vessels of water, and bundles of rags to answer for
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THE PRIZE-FIGHT FOR THE SKILLET. sponges. Another corner was occupied by the umpire, a foul-mouthed, loud-tongued Tombs shyster, named Pete Bradley-A long-bodied, short-legged hoodlum, nick-named Heenan,armed Avith a club, acted as ring keeper, and belted back,remorselessly, any of the spectators Avho crowded over theline. Did he see a foot obtruding itself so much as an inchover the mark in the sand — and the pressure from the crowdbehind was so great that it was difficult for the front fellows tokeep off the line — his heavy club and a blasting curse wouldfaU upon the offender simultaneously. Every effort was made to have all things conform as nearly 14:8 Ain)EESONVILLE. as possible to the recognized practices of the London PrizeKmg. At Bradleys call of Time! \ the principals would rise fromtheir seconds knees, advance briskly to the scratch across thecenter of the ring, and spar away sharply for a little time,until one got m a blow that sent the other to the ground,where he wou

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