. Andersonville : a story of Rebel military prisons, fifteen months a guest of the so-called southern confederacy : a private soldier's experience in Richmond, Andersonville, Savannah, Millen, Blackshear, and Florence . SERGEANT FRANK BEVERSTOCK. geant Frank Beverstock, of the Third West Virginia Cavalry,of whom I have before spoken. Frank, who was quite small. A STOPwY OF REBEL MILITAEY PRISONS. 4:13. with a smooth boyish face, had converted to his own use a citi-zens coat, belonging to a young boy, a Sutlers assistant, whohad died in Andersonville. He had made himself a pair of bagpantaloons
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. Andersonville : a story of Rebel military prisons, fifteen months a guest of the so-called southern confederacy : a private soldier's experience in Richmond, Andersonville, Savannah, Millen, Blackshear, and Florence . SERGEANT FRANK BEVERSTOCK. geant Frank Beverstock, of the Third West Virginia Cavalry, of whom I have before spoken. Frank, who was quite small. A STOPwY OF REBEL MILITAEY PRISONS. 4:13. with a smooth boyish face, had converted to his own use a citi-zens coat, belonging to a young boy, a Sutlers assistant, whohad died in Andersonville. He had made himself a pair of bagpantaloons and a shirt from pieces of meal sacks which he hadappropriated from day to day. He had also the Sutlers assist-ants shoes, and, to crown all, he wore on his head one of thosehideous looking hats of quilted calico which the Eebels hadtaken to wearing in the lack of felt hats, which they couldneither make nor buy. Altogether Frank looked enough like a Eebel to be dan-gerous to trust neara country store ora stable full ofhorses. When wefirst arrived in theprison quite acrowd of the Sa-vannahians rushedin to inspect us.The guards hadsome difiiculty inkeeping them andus separate. Whileperplexed withthis annoyance, one of them sawFrank standing in our crowd, and, touching him with his bayo-net, said, with some sharpness : See heah; you must stand back; you musnt crowd on themprisoners so. Frank stood