Those who complained
bitterly of soldiering in our ranks, are very gloomy and wish they were back to
their regiments, saying they never would complain again of the service. We can
only hope and wait for events to bring things right. Patience at home in the
midst of friends is indispensable. Here deprived of liberty, in the hands of
enemies, we cannot dismiss her. If needed then it is needed much more now.
Guards frequently fire into windows, on getting a glimpse of someone,
scattering glass and splinters in our faces. In going down stairs to the recess
three men were bayoneted in the legs and two taken out under threat of being
shot for words they had said. Twelve hundred men are in the building on three
floors, so crowded that at night it is impossible to move without treading on
someone, in the total darkness.
SOURCE: John Worrell
Northrop, Chronicles from the Diary of a War Prisoner in Andersonville
and Other Military Prisons of the South in 1864, p. 46-7
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