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observed to be digging or carrying out dirt after nightfall。 They
occasionally did so； but the risk did not keep anyone from tunneling。
Our tunnel ran directly under a sentry box。 When carrying dirt away the
bearer of the bucket had to turn his back on the guard and walk directly
down the street in front of him； two hundred or three hundred feet； to
the center of the camp； where he scattered the sand aroundso as to give
no indication of where it came from。 Though we always waited till the
moon went down； it seemed as if； unless the guard were a fool； both by
nature and training； he could not help taking notice of what was going on
under his eyes。 I do not recall any more nervous promenades in my life；
than those when； taking my turn； I received my bucket of sand at the
mouth of the tunnel； and walked slowly away with it。 The most
disagreeable part was in turning my back to the guard。 Could I have
faced him； I had sufficient confidence in my quickness of perception；
and talents as a dodger； to imagine that I could make it difficult for
him to hit me。 But in walling with my back to him I was wholly at his
mercy。 Fortune； however； favored us； and we were allowed to go on with
our worknight after nightwithout a shot。
In the meanwhile another happy thought slowly gestated in Davis's alleged
intellect。 How he came to give birth to two ideas with no more than a
week between them； puzzled all who knew him； and still more that he
survived this extraordinary strain upon the gray matter of the cerebrum。
His new idea was to have driven a heavily…laden mule cart around the
inside of the Dead Line at least once a day。 The wheels or the mule's
feet broke through the thin sod covering the tunnels and exposed them。
Our tunnel went with the rest； and those of our crowd who wore shoes had
humiliation added to sorrow by being compelled to go in and spade the
hole full of dirt。 This put an end to subterranean engineering。
One day one of the boys watched his opportunity； got under the ration
wagon； and clinging close to the coupling pole with hands and feet； was
carried outside。 He was detected； however； as he came from under the
wagon； and brought back。
CHAPTER LIII。
FRANK REVERSTOCK'S ATTEMPT AT ESCAPEPASSING OFF AS REBEL BOY HE REACHES
GRISWOLDVILLE BY RAIL； AND THEN STRIKES ACROSS THE COUNTRY FOR SHERMAN；
BUT IS CAUGHT WITHIN TWENTY MILES OF OUR LINES。
One of the shrewdest and nearest successful attempts to escape that came
under my notice was that of my friend Sergeant Frank Reverstock； of the
Third West Virginia Cavalry； of whom I have before spoken。 Frank； who
was quite small； with a smooth boyish face； had converted to his own use
a citizen's coat； belonging to a young boy； a Sutler's assistant； who had
died in Andersonville。 He had made himself a pair of bag pantaloons and
a shirt from pieces of meal sacks which he had appropriated from day to
day。 He had also the Sutler's assistant's shoes； and； to crown all； he
wore on his head one of those hideous looking hats of quilted calico
which the Rebels had taken to wearing in the lack of felt hats； which
they could neither make nor buy。 Altogether Frank looked enough like a
Rebel to be dangerous to trust near a country store or a stable full of
horses。 When we first arrived in the prison quite a crowd of the
Savannahians rushed in to inspect us。 The guards had some difficulty in
keeping them and us separate。 While perplexed with this annoyance； one
of them saw Frank standing in our crowd； and； touching him with his
bayonet； said； with some sharpness：
〃See heah； you must stand back； you musn't crowd on them prisoners so。〃；
Frank stood back。 He did it promptly but calmly； and then； as if his
curiosity as to Yankees was fully satisfied； he walked slowly away up the
street； deliberating as he went on a plan for getting out of the City。
He hit upon an excellent one。 Going to the engineer of a freight train
making ready to start back to Macon； he told him that his father was
working in the Confederate machine shops at Griswoldville； near Macon；
that he himself was also one of the machinists employed there； and
desired to go thither but lacked the necessary means to pay his passage。
If the engineer would let him ride up on the engine he would do work
enough to pay the fare。 Frank told the story ingeniously； the engineer
and firemen were won over； and gave their consent。
No more zealous assistant ever climbed upon a tender than Frank proved to
be。 He loaded wood with a nervous industry； that stood him in place of
great strength。 He kept the tender in perfect order； and anticipated；
as far as possible； every want of the engineer and his assistant。 They
were delighted with him； and treated him with the greatest kindness；
dividing their food with him； and insisting that he should share their
bed when they 〃laid by〃 for the night。 Frank would have gladly declined
this latter kindness with thanks； as he was conscious that the quantity
of 〃graybacks〃 his clothing contained did not make him a very desirable
sleeping companion for any one； but his friends were so pressing that he
was compelled to accede。
His greatest trouble was a fear of recognition by some one of the
prisoners that were continually passing by the train load； on their way
from Andersonville to other prisons。 He was one of the best known of the
prisoners in Andersonville； bright； active； always cheerful； and forever
in motion during waking hours； every one in the Prison speedily became
familiar with him； and all addressed him as 〃Sergeant Frankie。〃 If any
one on the passing trains had caught a glimpse of him； that glimpse would
have been followed almost inevitably with a shout of：
〃Hello； Sergeant Frankie！ What are you doing there？〃
Then the whole game would have been up。 Frank escaped this by persistent
watchfulness； and by busying himself on the opposite side of the engine；
with his back turned to the other trains。
At last when nearing Griswoldville； Frank； pointing to a large white
house at some distance across the fields； said：
〃Now； right over there is where my uncle lives； and I believe I'll just
run over and see him； and then walk into Griswoldville。〃
He thanked his friends fervently for their kindness； promised to call and
see them frequently； bade them good by； and jumped off the train。
He walked towards the white house as long as he thought he could be seen；
and then entered a large corn field and concealed himself in a thicket in
the center of it until dark； when he made his way to the neighboring
woods； and began journeying northward as fast as his legs could carry
him。 When morning broke he had made good progress； but was terribly
tired。 It was not prudent to travel by daylight； so he gathered himself
some ears of corn and some berries； of which he made his breakfast； and
finding a suitable thicket he crawled into it； fell asleep； and did not
wake up until late in the afternoon。
After another meal of raw corn and berries he resumed his journey； and
that night made still better progress。
He repeated this for several days and nightslying in the woods in the
day time； traveling by night through woods； fields； and by…paths avoiding
all the fords； bridges and main roads； and living on what he could glean
from the fields； that he might not take even so much risk as was involved
in going to the negro cabins for food。
But there are always flaws in every man's armor of cautioneven in so
perfect a one as Frank's。 His complete success so far had the natural
effect of inducing a growing carelessness； which wrought his ruin。
One evening he started off briskly； after a refreshing rest and sleep。
He knew that he must be very near Sherman's lines； and hope cheered him
up with the belief that his freedom would soon be won。
Descending from the hill； in whose dense brushwood he had made his bed
all day； he entered a large field full of standing corn； and made his way
between the rows until he reached； on the other side； the fence that
separated it from the main road； across which was another corn…field；
that Frank intended entering。
But he neglected his usual p
