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

View Book Page: Book Viewer
About This Book: Catalog Entry
View All Images: All Images From Book
Click here to view book online to see this illustration in context in a browseable online version of this book.

Text Appearing Before Image:
e works, almost every man at the same minute. TheJohnnies seemed to have been puzzled at the stoppage of ourfire. When we all came saihng over the works, with gunsbrought right down where they meant business, they were soastonished for a minute that they stood stock still, not knowingwhether to come for us, or run. We did not allow them lonerto debate, but went right towards them ou the double quick,with the bayonets looking awful savage and hungry. It wastoo much for Mr. Johnny Eebs nerves. They all seemed to* about face at once, and they lit out of there as if they hadbeen sent for in a hurry. We chased after em as fast as wecould, and picked up just lots of em. Finally it began to bereal funny. A Johnnys wind would begin to give out hed 328 JLCTDEESONVILLB. fall behind his comrades; hed hear us yell and think that wewere right behind him, ready to sink a bayonet through him;hed turn around, throw up his hands, and sing out: * I surrender, mister! I surrender 1 and find that we were
Text Appearing After Image:
THE CHAEOE. a hundred feet off, and would have to have a bayonet as long as one of McClellans general orders to touch him. Well, my comjDany was the left of our regiment, and ourregiment was the left of the brigade, and we swung out aheadof all the rest of the boys. In our excitement of chasing theJohnnies, we didnt see that we had passed an angle of theirworks. About thirty of us had become separated from thecompany and were chasing a squad of about seventy-^ ve or onehundred. We had got up so close to them that Ave hollered: * Ualt there, now, or well blow your heads off. A STORY OF REBEL MILITARY PRISONS. 329 They turned round with * Halt yourselves; youYankee We looked around at this, and saw that we were not onehundred feet away from the angle of the works, which werefilled with Rebels waiting for our fellows to get to where theycould have a good flank fire upon them. There was nothingto do but to throw down our guns and surrender, and we hadhardly gone inside of the works, until

Note About Images