Guard said that orders were not to talk with any of the
prisoners, and above all not to let us get hold of any newspapers. No citizens
are allowed to come near us. That shows which way the wind blows. Half a dozen
got away from here last night, and guards more strict to-day, with an increased
force. Going to be moved, it is said, in a few days. Why don't they run us
right into the ocean? That wouldn't do though, our gunboats are there. Well,
keep us then, that is punishment enough. Do what you are a mind to. You dare
not starve us now, for we would break away. In fact, although under guard, we
are masters of the situation. Can see an old darky with an ox hitched to a cart
with harness on, the cart loaded with sugar cane. This is quite a sugar
country, it is said. On the road here saw the famous palmetto tree in groves.
Live-oaks are scattered all over, and are a funny affair. Simon and pecan trees
also abound here We are pretty well south now, spending the winter. But few die
now; no more than would naturally die in any camp with the same numbers. It is
said that some men get away every night, and it is probably so.
SOURCE: John L. Ransom, Andersonville Diary, p.
132
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