Saturday, April 8, 2017

Diary of 1st Sergeant John L. Ransom: March 14, 1864

Camp Sumpter, Andersonville, Ga. — Arrived at our destination at last and a dismal hole it is, too. We got off the cars at two o'clock this morning in a cold rain, and were marched into our pen between a strong guard carrying lighted pitch pine knots to prevent our crawling off in the dark. I could hardly walk have been cramped up so long, and feel as if I was a hundred years old. Have stood up ever since we came from the cars, and shivering with the cold The rain has wet us to the skin and we are worn out and miserable Nothing to eat to-day, and another dismal night just setting in.

SOURCE: John L. Ransom, Andersonville Diary, p. 41

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