The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1879-08-14
How Mr.. Davis was Put in Chains.

spirit--a trial severer probably, than has
ever in modern times been inflicted upon
any who had enjoyed such eminence.
This morning Jefferson Davis was shac-
keled.
1t was while all the swarming
camps of the armies of the Potomac,
the Tennessee and Georgi"-over two
hundred thousand bronze6 AMI lau-
relied veterans-were preparing for the
grand -eview of the next morning, in
which, passing in endless succession be-
conquering military power of the nation
the civil authority, thht the following
scene was enacted at Fort Monroe:
Capt. Jerome Z. Titlow, Of tho Third
Pennsylvania Artillery, entered the pris-
oner's cell, followed by the blacksmith of
the !ort and his assistant, the latter car
rying in his hands some heavy and
harshly rattling shackles. -As they en-
tered, Mr. Da. WINS reclining on his
bed, feverish ard weary, after sleepless
night, the fooi placed near him the pre-
ceding day untouched on his tin plate
near his bedside.
Wcll7 said Mr.. Davis, as they entered,
slightly raising his head.
l have an unpleasant duty to perform,
sir, said Captain Titlow; and as he spoke
the senior blacksmith took the shackles
from his assistant.
Davis leaped instantly from his recum-
bent attitude, q flush passing over his
face for u moment, and then iiis countcn
ance growing as livid and rigid as death.
He gasped for breath, clutching his
throat with the thin fingers of his right
hand, and then recovering himself slowly,
while his wasted figure lowered up to its
full height-now appearing to swell with
indignation and then to shrink with ter
ror, as he glanced from the Captains
face to the Bhackles-he said slowly and
with laboring chest:
My Godl You cannot have been gcnt
to iron me?
Such are my orders, sir, replied the
officer, beckoning the blacksmith to ap-
proach, who stepped forward, unlocking
the paddock and preparing the fetters to
do their Office. These fetters were of
heavy iron, probably fve.eights of an
inch in thickness, and connected together
by chain of like weight. believe they
are now in the possession OF Major Gen
eral Miles, and will form an interesting
relic.
This is too monstyous, groaned the
prisoner, glaring hurriedly round the
room, Us ii ioF b0Tno weapon, or means
of seif.destruction. ] demand, Captain,
that you let me see the commanding of.
flee. Can he ryetend that such shackles
are required to secure the safe custody of
weak old man. 30 guarded and in such
fort as this?
1t would serve to no purpose, replied
Captain Titiow; his orders are from
Washington, as mine are from him.
But he can telegraph, interp ,sed Mr..
Davis, eagerly; there must be some mis-
take. No such outrage as you threaten
me with is on record in the history Of
nations. Beg him to telegraph, and de-
lay until he receives an answer.
MY orders are peremptory, said tho
officer, and admit of no delay. For your
own hake, let me advise you to submit
with patience. AS soldier, Mr.. Davis,
you know must execute orders.
These are not orders for q soldier
shouted the prisoner, losing all control
Of himself They are orders for jeilor
for hangman, which no soldier, wear.
ing sword uhouid autepti tell yoi;
the world will ring with this Disgrace
The war is over; the South is conquered.
have no lorger annJ country but Amer.
lea, ana lt.- Tor the honor Of America,
as ftv my own honor and life, that
plead against this degradation. Kill mel
kill me; he cried passionately, throwing
his arms wide open and exposing his
breast, rather than inflict on me and nv
people through me this insult, worse than
death.
Do your duty, blacksmith, said the Of
ficer, walking toward the embrasure as If
not caring to witness the performance.
1t only Civ 3 increased pain on all sides
to protract this interview.
AT these words the blacksmith ad.
vanced with the sheckles, and seeing that
the prisoner had one foot upon the chair
near his bedside, his right hand reating
on the back of it, the brawny mechanic
made On attempt to slip one Of the shac-
kles over tho ankle 90 raised but with
the vehemence and power which frenzy
alone can impaFt, even to the weakest
individual, MIR. Davis suddenly seized his
assaiiant and hurled him half way acfuss
I tho room.
On this. Captain Titiow turned. and
seeing that Davi- had backed against the
wall for further resistance, began to 70.
monstrate, pointing out in brief, clear
language that this course was madness,
and that the order must be enforced at
any cost. Why compel me, he added, to
add the fnrther indignity of personal
violence to the necessity of your being
irOned?
I am a prisoner Of war, fiercely retorted
Mr.. Davis; have been soldier in the
armies of America, and know how to die.
Only kill me, and my last breath shall
be blessing on your head. But while I
have life and etrength to resist for N.Y.
self and for my people, this thing shall
not be done. E4
Hereipon Captain Titlow called In o
Sergeant and file OF soldiers from the
next room, and the Sergeant advanced
70 seize the prisoner. Immediately Mr.
Davis few on him and seized his muskc5
and attempted to wrench 1t from his
grasp.
OF course such q scene could have but
one issue. There was short, passionate.
scuffie. In a moment Davis Ras flung
upon, his bed, and before his four power-.
fnl lSassailants removed. their hands from
him the blacksmith and his assistant had
s.s;Ifs s.ess e;:. sse..s.nS .he rge.
On the right ankle while the other turned
the key in the paddock on tho left.
Th;D tlcns, lAT. Davis lay for q. moment
as If IN . stnpor. Then slowly raising
himsalf and turning round, he dropped
his slfackled fact to the floor.
The harsh ciank of the striking chain
seems frat to haye recalled hira to his
situation, and dropping his face into his
hendB, he busss into a passionate food of
sobbipg rocking to and fFo,, and Inntter-
ing &c brief interyals: Oh, the nhamel
the shame ~ ~ Sdi {sis sfis3s tsSss4 49,