At least twenty fights among our own men this forenoon It
beats all what a snarling crowd we are getting to be. The men are perfectly
reckless, and had just as soon have their necks broken by fighting as anything
else. New onions in camp. Very small, and sell for $2 a bunch of four or five
Van Tassel, a Pennsylvanian, is about to die. Many give me parting injunctions
relative to their families, in case I should live through Have half a dozen
photographs of dead men's wives, with addresses on the back of them. Seems to
be pretty generally conceded that if any get through, I will. Not a man here
now is in good health An utter impossibility to remain well Signs of scurvy
about my person. still adhere to our sanitary rules. Lewis anxious to get to
the hospital. Will die any way shortly, whether there or here. Jimmy Devers,
the old prisoner, coming down Those who have stood it bravely begin to weaken.
SOURCE: John L. Ransom, Andersonville Diary, p.
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