The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1869-03-25
From the Chicago Evening journal.
From Andersonville, Va.
ANDERsoNvILLL, GA, Mi
ITS LOCATION.


to our gloom of mind Words cannot
describe our sad and mournfull feelings
How else can Union man feel? Amer
sonville is very small place-ohly
railroad station-and contains only Ie"
poor dwellings. Formerly 1t was denSe
forest, far removed from everybody almost
and every Union danger when 1t was Sc
lected for prison place, Three men Tor.
merly owned all these lands They still
live here and claim them. Only some
twenty whites; all told are here; several
numbered blacks live in and about the
place. 1t is a rolling, hilly place, red
sandy soil. A little run passes through
IT. also through the prison stockade. 1t
is the valley of Gahenna to US, and looks
almost like blood, as it runs over the red
sand.
sit in the home, and also the school
house, of the teachers of the American
Missionary Association. 1t is the old
rebel hospital building. Here 900 blacks
are being successfully educated by two
wealthy Northern ladies. The scholars
come from five miles around.
sToCKADE.
We now go over to the noted stockade.
It is built npon rolling land, and contains
twenty-three acres. Here were kept one
time, 1000 of our$brave boys, which is
only one by six feet to man. 1t is sur
rounded by two rows of logs, plunged
into the ground close together, and ex-
tending some twenty feet into the air.
These logs are decaying and falling down
oh, that government would repair, and
keep it as it was Many wells still re-
main. which were dug by the prisoners,
varying from seventeen to seventy feet In
depth, now dry, and said never to contain
much water. How did they dig them !?
how did they keep from falling into
them? The little run Of water became
80 terrible polluted they could not use it.
PRoyDENTIAL SPRING.
At one time they were furnishing with
thirst. All means had failed to supply
them. What could they do? They had
great and earnest prayer meeting. To
God did they cry for water. Now mark
the result. That very night a terrible
rain storm came on, such as this country
sometimes witnesses. The wind howled
among the trees, and the rain poured
down in torrents. Amid the darkness Of
that terrible night, to the rebels, many
of our prisoners escaped The torrents
of water quilted deep down yonder side
hill, inside the stockade. In the morning
a pure spring Of water was running from
that excavation, and it continued to run
while the prisoners abode there And
still this "providential spring." gives
forth its pure ever-fowing water. I have
just tasted of that sacred water Let
skeptics laugh if they will, but Ichoose to
believe, God heard prayer
CEMETARY.
From the broken-down gateway we
pass out and mournfully follow the way
where the loads of dead were daily car
FRIED to be buried, about quarter of a
mile off. Never did travel with more
solmn feelings to a cemetery. Hallowed
ground every step. Let the reader imagine
my reflections. We passed near the rude
cabin where the blood hounds were kept.
We entered the south gate of the enclo-
sure of forty-three acres, surrounded by
white fence. Here lie, side by side, in
close proximity, the graves Of twelve
thousand, eight hundred and forty eight
brave boys who died in that awful prison.
The white head boards have written on
them all that is known Of them. Many
are marked unknown. In the midstIof the
graveyard there is appropriately written
and put up prominently:
Through all rebellion's horrors,
Bright shines our nations lame;
Our gallant soldiers perishing,
Have won deathless name
The old flag looks doubly dear as it
doats, one hundred and twenty feet high,
over these dear graves Long may 1t
wave ever this now Gland Of the free" and
green "home of the brave" There is
talk of removeing these graves to Mari
eta, Ga. But let the people most solmn-
ly and earnestly protest against it. Here
they should abide on these ever sacred
grounds. Government has already ex-
pended about one hundred thousand dol
lars here. The cemetery really looks beau
tiful and with little more expense and
labor it may be put into q permanent
shape Why shall not our government
possess all these mourn(ully solemn places
and keep them in stattt quo forever to tell
the story of the past? Let us thus petit.
ton General Grant, who is this day inau-
gurat3d President,and General Melgs, the
Quarter-master General, who has in
charge the National Cemetery work.
PROSECUTIONS.
The spirit of hostility to Union mer
still lives in this region. Only three
weeks since the Rev H W. Pierson, D. D.
from Toledo, Ohio, good and worthy
man, who was spending some months here
during the winter to recruit his feeble
health, and who was making himself use.
full as minister of the gospel among the
freedmen, and lives at our teachers home
received an insulting Ku-Kluk letter warn
ing him to leave in twenty-four hours oil
his life would pay the forfeit. He imme
diatelv left and went north. His great of