In Vinculis: Or, The Prisoner of War, Being the Experience of a Rebel in Two Federal Pens, Interspersed with Reminiscences of the Late War, Anecdotes of Southern Generals, Etc

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Blelock & Company, 1866 - United States - 216 pages
 

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Page 146 - ... bones only for several successive days. The expedients resorted to by the men to supply this want of animal food were disgusting. Many found an acceptable substitute in rats, with which the place abounded ; and these Chinese delicacies commanded an average price of about four cents apiece — in greenbacks. I have seen scores of them in various states of preparation, and have been assured by those who indulged in them that worse things have been eaten — an estimate of their value that I took...
Page 202 - He's in the saddle now. Fall in, Steady the whole brigade ! Hill's at the ford, cut off; we'll win His way out, ball and blade. What matter if our shoes are worn ? What matter if our feet are torn? Quick step ! We're with him before morn — > That's Stonewall Jackson's way.
Page 118 - Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath, brown furze, anything: The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death.
Page 202 - Charge, Stuart! Pay off Ashby's score!" Is Stonewall Jackson's way. Ah, maiden, wait, and watch, and yearn For news of StonewalPs band! Ah, Widow, read, with eyes that burn, That ring upon thy hand! Ah, wife, sew on, pray on, hope on! Thy life shall not be all forlorn.
Page 201 - We see him now, - the old slouched hat Cocked o'er his eye askew The shrewd dry smile, - the speech so pat, So calm, so blunt, so true. The "Blue light Elder" knows him well; Says he "that's Banks, he's fond of shell, Lord save his soul! - we'll give him - well, That's "Stonewall Jackson's way.
Page 202 - Ah ! Maiden, wait and watch and yearn For news of Stonewall's band ! Ah ! Widow, read, with eyes that burn, That ring upon thy hand. Ah ! Wife, sew on, pray on, hope on ; Thy life shall not be all forlorn ; The foe had better ne'er been born That gets in
Page 201 - We see him now — the old slouched hat Cocked o'er his eye askew, The shrewd, dry smile, the speech so pat, So calm, so blunt, so true. The "Blue-Light Elder" knows 'em well; Says he, "That's Banks— he's fond of shell; Lord save his soul ! we'll give him " well, That's "Stonewall Jackson's way.
Page 133 - Peck, ostensibly engaged in taking charge of certain companies of" rebs," but really employed in turning a penny by huckstering the various products of prisoners' skill—an occupation very profitable to Peck, but generally unsatisfactory, in a pecuniary way, to the " rebs." Many of them have told me of the impossibility of getting their just dues from the prying, round-shouldered captain, who had a snarl and an oath for every one out of whom he was not, at that instant, making money.
Page 201 - Come, stack arms, men! Pile on the rails, Stir up the camp-fire bright; No matter if the canteen fails, We'll make a roaring night. Here Shenandoah brawls along, There burly Blue Ridge echoes strong, To swell the brigade's rousing song Of "'Stonewall
Page 68 - Yanks stole from us any bed-clothing we might possess, beyond one blanket ! This petty larceny was effected through an instrumentality they call inspections. Once in every ten days an inspection was ordered, when all the prisoners turned out in their respective divisions and companies in marching order. They ranged themselves in long lines between the rows of tents, with their blankets and haversacks —those being the only articles considered orthodox possessions of a rebel. A Yankee inspected each...

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