Am really getting better and hopeful. Battese has the two
first books of my diary; would like to see him. Was mistaken about Rowe being
in the hospital; he is not, but I hear is in the big stockade with bulk of
prisoners. Say we were removed from Andersonville for the reason that our
troops were moving that way. Well, thank heaven they moved that way. Mike
Hoare, the irrepressible Irishman, is hobbling around and in our tent about
half the time; is also getting well. Quite a number die here not having the
constitution to rally. This is the first hospital I was ever in. My old coverlid was washed and fumigated the first day
in hospital. Am given very little to eat five or six times a day; washed with
real soap, an improvement on sand. Half a dozen rebel doctors prowling around,
occasionally one that needs dressing down, but as a general thing are very
kind. Can see from my bunk a large live oak tree which is a curiosity to me.
Although it is hot weather the evenings are cool, in fact cold; ocean breezes.
A discussion on the subject has set me down as weighing about ninety-five; I
think about one hundred and five or ten pounds; weighed when captured one
hundred and seventy-eight; boarding with the confederacy does not agree with
me. The swelling about my body has all left me. Sergt. Winn belongs to the
100th Ohio; he has charge of a ward in this hospital.
SOURCE: John L. Ransom, Andersonville Diary, p.
97-8
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