Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Diary of 1st Sergeant John L. Ransom: November 26, 1863

Hendryx sacrificed his own comfort and lay out doors with me last night and I got along much better than the night before. Are getting food twice to day; old prisoners say it is fully a third more than they have been getting. Hardly understand how we could live on much less. A Michigan man (could not learn his name) while at work a few moments ago on the outside with a squad of detailed yankees repairing a part of the embankment which recent rains had washed away, stepped upon the wall to give orders to his men when one of the guards shot him through the head, killing him instantly. Lieut. Bossieux, commander of the prison, having heard the shot, came to learn the cause. He told the guard he ought to be more careful and not shoot those who were on parole and doing fatigue duty, and ordered the body carried to the dead house. Seems tough to me but others don't seem to mind it much. I am mad.

SOURCE: John L. Ransom, Andersonville Diary, p. 13

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