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
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ay think so, or you may not. Fromthe way our boys are snatching the Confederacys real estateaway, it begins to look as if youd not have enough to fightanybody on pretty soon. Whats the meaning of all this forti.fying? Old Man— Why, dont you know ? Our folks are fixin upa place foh Bill Sherman to butt his brains out agin. Bill Sherman! we all shouted in surprise: Why he aintwithin two hundred miles of this place, is he ? Old Man — Yes, but he is, tho. He thinks hes played asharp Yankee trick on Hood. He found out he couldnt lickhim in a squar fight, nohow ; hed tried that on too often; sohe just sneaked round behind him, and made a break for thecenter of the State, where he thought there was lots of good A STOKY OF KEBEL MILITARY PltlSONS. 509 fitealin to be done. But well show him. TVeU soon hev himjust whar we want him, an well learn him how to go traipesinround the country, stealin niggahs, burnin cotton, an runninoff folkses beef critters. lie sees now the scrape hes got into,
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A ROADSIDE VIEW. an hes trym^ to get to the coast, whar the gunb-oatsll help^ im out. But hell nevah git thar, sah; no sah, nevah. Hesmouty nigh the end of his rope, sah, and well purty soon hev^im jist whar you fellows air, sah. Myself— Well, if you fellows intended stopping him, whydidnt you do it up about Atlanta? What did you let himcome clear through the State, burning and stealing, as you say?It was money in your pockets to head him off as soon asj)ossible. Old Mem — Oh, we didnt set nothing afore him up thar 610 AJ^DEKSON VILLE. except Joe Bro\7iis Pets, these sorry little Reserves; theyre powerful little account; no stand-up to em at all; theyd break their necks runnin away ef ye so much as bust a cap near to em. Our guards, who belonged to these Reserves, instantly felt

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