766 NortH Carotina Troops, 1861-’65. failing, almost inaudible voice mutter, “‘ ‘Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.’ These are precious words.” And doubtless amid the gloom and horror of that old prison, there was many an upward glance of the heart—many a struggle and triumph of faith— many a thrill of redeeming love and heavenly hope, which all unknown to friend or foe, were recognized by Him whose na- ture is love, and who is “mighty to save.” There was a small brick building near the center of the prison, which was used as a receptacle for the dead until they were carried to the burial ground. They were hauled thence, without coffins, to the old field west of the prison. A detail, first of convicts and afterwards of prisoners of war, was kept day by day, constantly digging the long pits in which they were interred. These pits were four feet deep, a little over six feet wide, and were extended, parallel, about sixty yards. The bodies were laid in them without covering—there was not material to cover the living, much less the dead. They were laid side by side, as closely as they would lie, and when the number was too large for the space that was ‘dug, one would be placed on top between every two: They generally had very little clothing on, as the living were permitted to take their garments. Seldom does it fall to the lot of man tc behold a more sickening and _heartrending spectacle than they presented. It was a lesson on the vanity of this life more impressive and eloquent than tongue or pen can describe. It was a picture of the hellish curse of war, in one of its most horrible and hideous aspects. I begged the workmen at least to get some brushes to lay over their faces. Sadly have I mused, as I stood and gazed upon their attenuated forms, as they seemed the very romance of the horrible in shroudless, coffinless grave. Those long, bony hands, were once the dim- pled pride of a devoted mother, and on that cold, blanched brow tender love had often pressed the kiss of a mother’s lips. Perhaps while I gazed on their hapless fate, a fond wife and prattling children were watching for the mail that they might receive the longed-for tidings from him who was best be loved. But I turn from the theme, as I always turned from those harrowing, chilling burials, with a heart full of sadness, SALISBURY PRISON. 767 and shuddering over the unwritten terrors and calamities of war. From the congregated evils of imprisonment the prisoners were always anxiously seeking escape. Gladly did they accept any opportunity to get out, however laborious the duties for which they were detailed. Numbers of them were on parole or detail for various duties. Some were clerks, some in the workshops, some in the shoe factories, some dig- ging graves, some hauling wood on the train, ete. A Colonel: Tucker came there for the purpose of getting re- cruits from their number for the Confederate army. Only foreigners were allowed to enlist. Nearly eighteen hundred took the oath administered by a Catholic priest. Some may have taken this step in good faith, as it is known they were often recruited by foul means in the United States, but the greater number chose it as the only means of escape from their terrible den. They were called “galvanized Yankees,” and though most of them made scarcely a show of fighting when the test came, a few stood their ground and fought with true courage. ESCAPES FROM THE PRISON. Of the whole number in the prison, five or six hundred es- caped during the five months from October to March. They sometimes succeeded in deceiving the sentinels and passing quietly out at the gate. One morning a ladder was found against the stockade on the inside. How many had scaled it is not known. They were constantly engaged in tunneling. At one time they were engaged on sixteen tunnels in different parts of the enclosure. Sometimes they would complete them and a number escape. But to prevent this a second line of senti- nels was placed about thirty feet from the stockade. There were also spies among them who were bribed by the prison officials to detect and betray them. Before the officers were removed and when there was only a line of sentinels between the officers and privates, a sentinel saw a paper thrown across by an officer, and on examining it, found that it contained directions for an outbreak to be made