The Burlington weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington [Iowa]) 1860-1876, 1863-05-02
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,gfve any Information or aid to the enemies
of the South.
SIR said the Baron, "this parole u diff
ferent from all other parols. I do moi
think you have the right to require itofme. =
Now" said the Judge, we see That our
suspicious were well based. Yen are mo
gentlemen, but an enemy and id Yam
l kee."
How can you Judge me by the present
events? You cannot bind me for my fu-
ture life by this parol.'' 81 ia
| "If you don tsign this parol you must be
allied with the Yankees, and you alone will
be responsible for the consequences
.Sir," said the Baron, " if / sign this pa
rol, will do it in the same way as man
whohas revolver pointed to his head, gives
up his money"
"Oh, no. said the Judge, :" you are per-
fectly free about that; you can do as you
please.
aWell, should like to know what my
position will be there if do sign this. =
Will you exchange me as q Federal off,
Ger ?" ea,
ooh, no ;tyou are no officer, and we can
uot treat you as SUCH"
.syVell, treat mea as a private and exchange
me as SUCH"
ssNo, no; YOU are no private" atI a.
"Then, if am citizen, exchange me as
such.
"Ne, no; YOU are no citizen"
"G--d-,' I must be somebody
"I'll tell you" said the judge" vino are;
you are a man who has lost the protection
of his government because you came to one
Of the States of the Southern Confederacy
as an emissary to incite instruction among
the slaves, and we will bring you under the
law enacted by the proclamation of Jeffer-
son Davis on the 18th of January, and be-
fore the civil authorities for trial"
| "Now,' said the Baron, 81 see how free a
| I Z ha1i 1,n,,
me if you wanted. But my government, I
hope, will do something for me; and if
Austria is not a strong naval power, she
| possesses at least another power in the
world-that is public opinion. How much
you strain yourselves to gain that opinion
Mason humble themselves before European
governments" a@
The Judge sprang up, looking as fierce as
a wild boar, and shaking his fist at Baron
Wardener. exclaimed: "Sir, you are more
Yankee than all the rest put together: and
about you claiming the protection of your
government, / tell you the Confederate
States of America have never recognized
your government" @
81 know it, sir; but this is also the sad
condition in which other governments are
placed. But let me have few hours for
consideration, and will make mp my mind
whether to sign this parole or not.''
| III
ed this request, and gave Baron Wardner
the parting advice to go back to his coun-
try and to have nothing to do with the Yam
KEGS, who are a lot of murderers and rob-
bers, devastating the beautiful South, and
committing all sorts of outragas. 'Avoid
them, said he, "for your own good
After having advised with the oldest and
most experienced officers among the Fede-
raj prisoners, Baron Wardener finally con-
Guided to take the parol, as there was no
other way of getting away from the loath-
some and disgusting prison.
| At IA o'clock in the morning he took leave
of the officers who had been confined with
him, sick and disguised with the treatment
received, and yet sorry to leave the poor
officers, companions of his misfortunes.
There were about two hundred and fifty
Federal officers confined in garnet under
the roof of the Libby prison. All the win
dows were broken, and consequently the
cold, particularly at night, was intense, for
| there were no coverings except few rag
ged blankets filled with vermin. The pris-
oners were obliged to sleep on the floor,
somewhat in the same manner as negroes
on board of a SLAYER, and with the scanty
| covering, and the cold, piercing air, it was
almost impossibleto sleep during the night.
The rations were miserable bread and meat
often, disgusting to say, of dead mules
Everything had to be cooked on two small
| stoves in the room, and by the officers
themselves, who We're never allowed to
| leave the room tor any purpose whatsoev-
er, and the whole treatment was such as
would cast dlshOnOr on any government
pretending to represent civilized country.
When looking out of a window once, a
stone was thrown at Baron Wardener by a
sentinel, with the admonition that next
time he would get ball through his head.
Capt. Turner, Confederate officer in charge
of prisoners, treats those under his charge
tho %o1,;
pleasure in giving them all the refined tor
ments that Southern could only devise.
Sometimes he would take prisoners through
the room and take pleasure in exhibiting
the miseries of his prisoners-a pompous
and bombastic man, intensely proud Of the
mond papers for the manner in which he
discharges his duties and treats those
whom the chances of war have thrown in
his hands.
Finally Baron Wardener says that his
treatment while prisoner at Richmond
has convinced him Of the utter absurdity
OF the ideas existing concerning the chiva1-
ric character of the Southerners. Never
did he dream that human beings could be
treated in such despicable and contempti-
BILE way as exhibited by the treatment Of
Federal officers, prisoners Of war at Rich
mond; and never did he see so brutal traits
as those exhibited by the men representing
the South and its institutions at Richmond.
A sojourn there ofsix weeks has convinced
him, to use his own words, that the South
ern fabric is lie, based upon lies; and after
having heard them speak ofthemselves and
their boasted institutions, he has returned
to the North filled with even more sympa-
thy and just appreciation of the noble cause
in which we are engaged than he could
have done before visiting Richmond as a
prisoner of war; Washington Chronicle
The RIGHT SPIRIT.-The eldest son of
Longfellow, the poet, only Is years of age,
determined on entering the military SER
vice of the country, and, to learn the SOL
dier's life from the beginning, enlisted as a
private in Captain McCartney's Battery of
Massachusetts Artillery, stationed at the
seat Of war, and for several weeks dischar-
ged, in a manner that gave entire satisfac-