Pleasant weather and favorable for prisoners. At about nine
in the morning the work of hunting for vermin commences, and all over camp sit
the poor starved wretches, nearly stripped, engaged in picking off and killing
the big gray backs. The ground is fairly alive with them, and it requires
continual labor to keep from being eaten up alive by them. I just saw a man
shot. He was called down to the bank by the guard, and as he leaned over to do
some trading another guard close by shot him through the side and it is said
mortally wounded him. It was made up between the guards to shoot the man, and
when the lieutenant came round to make inquiries concerning the affair, one of them
remarked that the ——— passed a counterfeit bill on him the night before, and he
thought he would put him where he could not do the like again. The wounded man
was taken to the hospital and has since died. His name was Gilbert. He was from
New Jersey Food twice to-day; buggy bean
soup and a very small allowance of corn bread. Hungry all the time.
SOURCE: John L. Ransom, Andersonville Diary, p.
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