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troops had in the battle been hurled back shattered and broken
across the river; two days afterward Lee had retired。
One of the prisoners; who was also dressed in cavalry uniform;
hung back from the rest; and going to the window looked out while
Vincent was chatting with the others。 Presently he turned round;
and Vincent recognized with surprise his old opponent Jackson。
After a moment's hesitation he walked across the room to him。
〃Jackson;〃 he said; 〃we have not been friends lately; but I don't see
why we should keep up our quarrel any longer; we got on all right
at school together; and now we are prisoners together here it
would be foolish to continue our quarrel。 Perhaps we were both
somewhat to blame in that affair。 I am quite willing to allow I
was; for one; but I think we might well put it all aside now。〃
Jackson hesitated; and then took the hand Vincent held out to him。
〃That's right; young fellows;〃 one of the other officers said。 〃Now
that every Southern gentleman is fighting and giving his life; if
need be; for his country; no one has a right to have private quarrels
of his own。 Life is short enough as it is; certainly too short to
indulge in private animosities。 A few weeks ago we were fighting
side by side; and facing death together; to…day we are prisoners; a
week hence we may he exchanged; and soon take our places in the
ranks again。 It's the duty of all Southerners to stand shoulder to
shoulder; and there ought to be no such thing as ill…feeling among
ourselves。〃
Vincent was not previously aware that Jackson had obtained a
commission。 He now learned that he had been chosen by his
comrades to fill a vacancy caused by the death of an officer in a
skirmish just before Pope fell back from the Rappahannock; and
that he had been made prisoner a few days afterward in a charge
against a greatly superior body of Federal cava'ry。
The great majority of the officers on both sides were at the
commencement of the war chosen by their comrades; the elections
at first taking place once a year。 This; how…ever; was found to act
very badly。 In some cases the best men in the regiment were
chosen; but too often men who had the command of money; and
could afford to stand treat and get in supplies of food and spirits;
were elected。 The evils of the system were found so great; indeed;
that it was gradually abandoned; but in cases of vacancies
occurring in the field; and there being a necessity for at once
filling them up; the colonels of the regiments had power to make
appointments; and if the choice of the men was considered to be
satisfactory their nominee would be generally chosen。
In the case of Jackson; the colonel had hesitated in confirming the
choice of the men。 He did not for a moment suspect him to be
wanting in courage; but he regarded him as one who shirked his
work; and who won the votes of the men rather by a fluent tongue
and by the violence of his expressions of hatred against the North
than by any soldierly qualities。
Some of the officers had been months in prison; and they were
highly indignant at the delays that had occurred in effecting their
exchange。 The South; indeed; would have been only too glad to
get rid of some of their numerous prisoners; who were simply an
expense and trouble to them; and to get their own men back into
their ranks。 They could ill spare the soldiers required to guard so
large a number of prisoners; and a supply of food was in itself a
serious matter。
Thus it was that at Harper's Ferry and upon a good many other
occasions they released vast numbers of prisoners on their simple
paroles not to serve again。 The North; however; were in no hurry
to make exchange; and moreover; their hands were so full with
their enormous preparations that they put aside all matters which
had not the claim of urgency。
CHAPTER X。 THE ESCAPE。
THE DISCIPLINE in the prison at Elmira was not rigorous。 The
prisoners had to clean up the cells; halls; and yard; but the rest of
their time they could spend as they liked。 Some of those whose
friends had money were able to live in comparative luxury; and to
assist those who had no such resources; for throughout the war
there was never any great difficulty in passing letters to and from
the South。 The line of frontier was enormous; and it was only at
certain points that hostilities; were actively carried on;
consequently letters and newspapers were freely passed; and
money could be sent in the same way from one part of the country
to another。
At certain hours of the day hawkers and vendors of such articles as
were in most demand by the prisoners were allowed to enter the
yard and to sell their wares to the Confederates。 Spirits were not
allowed to be carried in; but tobacco and all kinds of food were
permitted to pass。 Vincent had at Alexandria written a letter to his
mother; and had given it to a man who represented that he made it
his business to forward letters to an agent at Richmond; being paid
for each letter the sum of a dollar on its delivery。 Vincent therefore
felt confident that the anxiety that would be felt at home when
they learned that he was among the missing at the battle of
Antietam would be relieved。
He was fairly supplied with money。 He had; indeed; had several
hundred dollars with him at the time he was captured; but these
were entirely in Confederate notes; for which he got but half their
value in Northern paper at Alexandria。 He himself found the
rations supplied in the prison ample; and was able to aid any of his
fellow…prisoners in purchasing clothes to replace the rags they
wore when captured。
One day Vincent strolled down as usual toward the gate; where;
under the eye of the guard; a row of men and women; principally
negroes and negresses; were sitting on the ground with their
baskets in front of them containing tobacco; pipes; fruit; cakes;
needles and thread; buttons; and a variety of other articles in
demand; while a number of prisoners were bargaining and joking
with them。 Presently his eye fell upon a negro before whom was a
great pile of watermelons。 He started as he did so; for he at once
recognized the well…known face of Dan。 As soon as the negro saw
that his master's eye had fallen upon him he began loudly praising
the quality of his fruit。
〃Here; massa officer; here berry fine melyons; ripe and sweet; no
green trash; dis un good right through。 Five cents each; sah。 Berry
cheap dese。〃
〃I expect they cost you nothing; Sambo;〃 one of the Confederate
soldiers said as he bought a melon。 〃Got a neighbor's patch handy;
eh?〃
Dan grinned at the joke; and then selecting another from the
bottom of his pile in the basket; offered it to Vincent。
〃Dis fine fruit; sah。 Me sure you please with him!〃
Vincent took the melon and banded Dan five cents。 A momentary
glance was exchanged; and then he walked away and sat down in a
quiet corner of the yard and cut open the melon。 As he expected;
he found a note rolled up in the center。 A small piece of the rind
had been cut out and the pulp removed for its reception。 The bit of
rind had then been carefully replaced so that the out would not be
noticed without close inspection。 It was from one of his
fellow…officers; and was dated the day after his capture。 He read
as follows:
〃My DEAR WINGFIELD。…We are all delighted this afternoon to
hear that instead; as we had believed; of your being knocked on the
head you are a prisoner among the Yanks。 Several of us noticed
you fall just as we halted at the river; and we all thought that from
the way in which you fell you had been shot through the head or
heart。 However; there was no time to inquire in that terrific storm
of shot and shell。 In the morning when the burying parties went
down we could find no signs of you; although we knew almost to a
foot where you had fallen。
〃We could only conclude at last that you had been carried off in
the night by the Yanks; and as they would hardly take the trouble
of carrying off a dead body; it occurred to us that you might after
all be alive。 So the colonel went to Lee; who at once sent a
trumpeter with a flag down to the river to inquire; and we were all
mightily pleased; as you may imagine; when he came back with
the news that you were not only a prisoner; but unwounded; having
been only stunned in some way。 From the way you fell we
suppose a round shot must have grazed your head; at least that is
the only way we can account for it。
〃Your horse came back unhurt to the troop; and will be well cared
for until you rejoin us; which we hope will not be long。 Your boy
kept the camp awake last night with his howlings; and is at present
almost out of his mind with delight。 He tells me he has made up
his mind to slip across the lines and make his way as a runaway to
Alexandria; where you will; of course