As they were Rebels it was slow work.

Reading and writing never came by nature, as Dogberry would say, to any man fighting for Secession.

As a rule, he took to them as reluctantly as if, he thought them cunning inventions of the Northern Abolitionist to perplex and demoralize him.

What a half-dozen boys taken out of our own ranks would have done with ease in an hour or so, these Rebels worried over all of the afternoon, and then their register of us was so imperfect, badly written and misspelled, that the Yankee clerks afterwards detailed for the purpose, never could succeed in reducing it to intelligibility.
We learned that the place at which we had arrived was Camp Lawton, but we almost always spoke of it as "Millen," the same as Camp Sumter is universally known as Andersonville.
Shortly after dark we were turned inside the Stockade.

Being the first that had entered, there was quite a quantity of wood--the offal from the timber used in constructing the Stockade--lying on the ground.