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Title: The great locomotive chase; a history of the Andrews railroad raid into Georgia in 1862
Year: 1917 (1910s)
Authors: Pittenger, William, 1840-1904
Subjects: Chattanooga Railroad Expedition, 1862
Publisher: Philadelphia, The Penn publishing company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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together were obliged to do when on such aroad, I stationed myself at the foot of the ladder, and made to themsome such safe remark as, This is a hard place to come to ! and in amoment found my hand caught in a warm strong grasp, and Pittenger,Ross, was mutually whispered. It was Andrews, Wollam and Ross !I had seen them chained in front of Leadhetters room. Now they werehere; and the sense of misfortune seemed lightened by half. To die inthe company of friends was better than to die alone. I pitied them andwished them free; but it was far better to be confined together than forus to endure the same suffering in separation. A whisper more to Rossbrought me the information that they had given their names and charac-ter. I told my story, and the kind of a place into which we had come;while they gave me the history of their adventures since we had partedon leaving the train. There was so much to tell of the past three dayshistory (this was Monday evening), that we did not do much more in
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The Chained Men Descending into the Dungeon. 224 Daring and Suffering. making the acquaintance of the East Tennesseeans that night. The lat-ter kindly allowed us to take a corner close to one of the window holes,where we could the more readily converse. Ross and Wollam agreed withme that our best course would be to claim, with all our strength, to be de-tailed Union soldiers, not denying what we really did,—only claiming thatwe were not volunteers,but were ordered on this expedition with no choice,and simply obeyed orders. Andrews also approved, but said that hiscase was separate from ours, and rruch worse. An hour or two passed in such conversation not altogether unpleasantlyand it came time to sleep. A soldier is not particular in such matters,but never had I been placed in such a situation as this. Lying down inthe woods unsheltered from the pouring rain was bad enough, but this wasfar worse. The night before in the Lafayette jail I had abundance ofroom, air, and blankets. The la

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