Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1861-06-29

ly, 81 am an old man, and do not know that l
ever did any man wrong. All l ask is the
privilege OF getting home TO my family. l
beg you will release me-"
They laughed his entreaties to scorn and
bore him away in the dark, screaming and
yelling like demons, doubtless to torture him
with scourges, and perhaps to murder him, as
they have so many before him. During all
this time lay within dozen feet OF some of
the party, expecting every moment l would
be discovered by some unlucky fiend. 1t is
well for him and me that he did not, for that
would have been the signal for his death. |
would have shot as many as could and died
dearly.
AT last the train moved out of the depot
slowly around a curve, and when it was out of
the range of the depot lamps, dropped from
my perch and clambered upon the rear plat
form of the car Going into the car, l sat
down in the darkest corner, and drew my hat
over my face in order to escape recognition.
BY feigning sleep escaped the attention and
remarks of my townsmen, many OF whom
were on board the train, until morning, when
we reached Atlanta, some 200 miles from Au-
gusta. IT could get beyond there knew l
was comparatively safe, as there was no tele-
graph between that place and Chattanooga,
though there was one from Aug usta to Allan
Ia
1t was daylight when we left Atlanta, so
that further conceament was impossible. My
fellow passengers expressed considerable sur
prise at seeing me, and were anxious to know
where was going. informed them that |
was going to Chattanooga, as usual, to pur.
chase large quantity of bacon, in which |
was dealing extensively. Many of my ac.
qualntances, whom knew to be in the same
business, were also going after bacon, beef,
pork, flour grain, and such other provisions
as we were forced to purchase in the more
northern states.
We all talked secession loudly, wore cock.
AIDES, and invoked destruction on the federal
government and none were more violent in
the discussion than l. 1t was my only alter
native. was fleeing for life, and the merest
halr might turn the race against me. When
we arrived at Chattanooga, we found the mar
ket almost as high as at Augusta, so we con.
cluded to Ego on as far as Nashville There
we found the commissary of the confeder.
ate army had fairly skinned the town of
everything worth having in the way of pro-
visions, so there was noi hing left for us but
to go on as far as Louisville, where we could
OBTAIN an unlimited supply at reasonable
rates.
There were five cars of us all going for pro.
VISIONS AT last we arrived in Louisville, but
lounu TO our disappointment ~ that induce.
ments were so small i0r buying there that the
only alternative left was to 20 to the great
fountaln'head at Cincinnati and buy what we
wanted. We all went across the river into
Indiana, every soul of us, and got aboard the
cars for Cincinnati.
just before the train was to start. an old
man aroses and made this remark Gentle
men, don't know how it is with you, but |
thank God | am on free soil once more" Oh
you should have heard the shout that went
up E"e'y man Of as has been fleeing from the
southern coqtederacy, and dare not avow it to
each other. We all got out of the cars again,
on the platform, and there refreshed onr
throats tor once with three loud cheers for
FREEDOM