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Title: Scraps from the prison table, at Camp Chase and Johnson's Island
Year: 1868 (1860s)
Authors: Barbière, Joseph, d. 1895
Subjects: Camp Chase (Ohio) Johnson's Island (Ohio) United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Prisoners and prisons United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Registers
Publisher: Doylestown, Pa., W.W.H. Davis, Printer
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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eutenant Gibson, of the Eleventh iVrkansas Regi-ment, Volunteers, was murdered to-day by a sentinel,whom, I learn, did the shooting wilfully and maliciously.An order, that would have put a Caligida or Nero to theblush, had been published by the hypocritical and con-temptible Pierson, to the effect, that all prisoners shouldretire to their quarters at retreat, which was at sundown,the only period of the day, that it was possible to becomfortable, crowding us into a suffocating room, to thenumber of lifty in ours, three bunks high, and reachingto the ceiling, two in a bunk. One tin pan for us to wasliout of; and the straw of our beds changed, not at all inour room. I dont know of other messes, Y^et they saywe are well treated. Lieutenant Gibson, as all of us.obeyed the orders of the petty despot; yet this poor fel-low fell a victim, as some one nnist be sliot, at intervals,to advertise the crew, (a majority of them) of that Hessianbattalion (Hoffmans,) so they could play the feather-bed
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THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY. ASTOR, LENOX ANDTILDEN FOUNDATIONS. SCRAPS FROM THE PBISON TABLE. 199 warriors, while the grallant soldiers of the United Stateswere at the front. It may hare been difterent at otherl>en5,but I nectr hone an iMsChi-i^r to maUre^ji a prisoner.Courage and humanity, are synonymous, and the cowardis always onieL Lieutenant Gibson had been spendingthe afternoon with a comrade, some twenty steps Iromliis quarters, and on hearing the signal for retreat, hastilyreturned to his room, and had one foot on the threshold,when the assassin hailed him with the expletive, Youd—d rebel, go back to your quarters. * Im going torhem now; these are my quarters, stopping for a momentto answer the sentinel, who held his gun leveleii at him.Go back to your quarters, I tell you, you d—A rebeLLieutenant Gibson, whose body was inclined towards the>entinel, turned to step in, and without warning, was shotdoN^Ti: the entire charge, a double one, entering his body.This act of

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