We traveled over the same road, so well described in one of your articles on Andersonville, and arrived in Savannah sometime in the afternoon of the 21st day of November, 1864.

Our squad was placed in some barracks and confined there until the next day.

I was sick at the time, so sick in fact, that I could hardly hold my head up.

Soon after, we were taken to the Florida depot, as they told us, to be shipped to some prison in those dismal swamps.

I came near fainting when this was told to us, for I was confident that I could not survive another siege of prison life, if it was anything to compare to-what I had already suffered.