CHAPTER XI

THE INHUMANITY OF THE FEDERAL GOVERNMENT.

In reviewing my prison experience and observation, I find that I omitted

to mention a case at Bowling Green, which will give the reader a fair

idea of the danger of capture in territory occupied by the Federal Army

and now take occasion to recall the case of John R. Lisle, a sergeant in

Morgan’s command, who was permitted to visit his home near Russellville,

Kentucky, on a short furlough and was shot down in his own home, in the

bosom of his family, by some Tory neighbors, the ball striking him on

top of the head, which temporarily stunned him and while on the floor,

senseless, they rushed in and secured his capture. He had on a new gray

Confederate uniform and when searched, had an order from General Morgan

to notify all of their men whom he met or had an opportunity to convey

the instructions, to report back to their command, having overstayed

their furlough.

I got acquainted with Lisle as soon as I entered the prison and found

him a very bright, intelligent gentleman. He was then being tried by

court martial on the charge of being a spy and convicted on this order

of Morgan’s, ordering men back to their command. During the trial he

made a pencil memorandum of the proceedings of the court martial and

finally, losing his temper one day, blessed out the court martial,

telling them that he was satisfied they were after his blood and to stop

their mockery of a trial, to go ahead and take his life, lead him out

and shoot him. The court martial found him guilty and assessed his

punishment at death by hanging. As soon as the findings of the court

martial were returned from General Burnside’s headquarters, approved, he

was taken down into the lower room and had irons forged on him, taken

over to the court house under special guard to await the day of his

execution. While at the court house his wife and oldest son, a boy about

fifteen, were permitted to see him, when he smuggled the memoranda he

had made of the proceedings of the court martial to his wife, with

instructions to send his boy to General Bragg’s headquarters, then near

Tullahoma, Tennessee, with this memoranda, satisfied that our Government

would demand his exchange as a prisoner of war, putting some Federal

officer in confinement, as hostage. After he was taken out of the prison

we were not permitted to learn anything more about his fate.

During my imprisonment at Point Lookout, Maryland, a batch of about five

hundred prisoners from Johnson’s Island were received there. Hastening

to the gate to watch their coming in, thinking perhaps I might see some

acquaintances, I met John R. Lisle, who had just been released from a

dungeon at Johnson’s Island, where he had been ever since he was moved

from Bowling Green in irons—confined in this dungeon and for the first

time then treated as a prisoner of war. There is hardly a doubt but

designating a couple of Federal officers as hostages for his safety, had

the desired effect and saved his life. I left him at Point Lookout with

the balance of the prisoners, from whence he was finally sent around for

exchange. I had a letter from one of our prison companions near Bowling

Green, about eight years ago, saying that Lisle finally returned South

and to his home in Kentucky, where he died only a few years before this

letter was written.

In order to give the reader an idea of the intense hatred on the part of

the Lincoln Government, it might be well here to note that in the very

beginning of hostilities they adopted a policy to degrade the Southern

Army in the estimation of their own people, as well as that of foreign

countries. In order to carry out such policy the War Department issued

an order that all executions of Confederate soldiers convicted by court

martial, should be by hanging—a felon’s death—which order was never

modified and was carried out in its letter and spirit, never in any case

permitting an exception.

In this connection I would mention a case in point, which occurred while

I was a prisoner and has repeatedly been reported in the papers of the

North and South. The case was a Colonel Johnston of the Confederate

Army, in conjunction with a lieutenant, whose name I have forgotten,

entering the Federal lines as spies. Colonel Johnston was armed with a

fictitious order from Secretary of War Stanton to proceed to

Murfreesboro, Franklin and Nashville, Tennessee, and inspect the Federal

works at these places. They called one evening at Franklin, presented

the Secretary of War’s order, which seemed to be genuine, when the

colonel commanding received them very courteously and rode around with

them, inspecting his works. Colonel Johnston also stated to him that he

was just from General Rosencranz’s headquarters, where he had inspected

the works around Murfreesboro. After the inspection of the Franklin

works Colonel Johnston told the colonel in command that he was compelled

to go to Nashville that night and insisted on leaving at once for

Nashville, although dark had set in. The colonel tried to persuade him

to spend the night with him but all to no purpose. After Colonel

Johnston and the lieutenant had been gone perhaps a half hour the

colonel got suspicious and wired General Rosencranz for information, and

General Rosencranz replied that there had been no such men there, that

evidently they were spies, to not fail to capture them and order a

drumhead court martial. The colonel then immediately ordered his horse

and with a sergeant, pursued Colonel Johnston and the lieutenant, caught

up with them some six or eight miles on the road to Nashville, and

insisted that they must go back with him and spend the night, which they

did. On their arrival at the colonel’s headquarters he immediately had

them searched and found ample evidence on their persons that they were

Confederate soldiers, acting as spies, notably the sword of Colonel

Johnston’s was inscribed “C. S. A.,” and Colonel Johnston readily

admitted they were spies.

During the session of the court martial Colonel Johnston made himself

known to the colonel commanding, who then recognized him as a classmate

at West Point. He then made an eloquent appeal to the court martial to

save the life of the lieutenant, telling them that he was unaware, when

they started on this expedition, of its object and finally begged them

to have him shot, to permit him to die a soldier’s and not a felon’s

death. He said to the colonel, “When you rode up we both had our pistols

out, under the capes of our overcoats and could have killed you easily,

thereby saving our lives, but the thought of killing an old classmate

without giving him a chance for his life overruled my better judgment

and I decided that I might talk out of it, thereby sparing your life,”

but all to no purpose, his pleadings were ignored and he had to meet his

fate by hanging.

After the defeat of the Federal Army at the first battle of Manassas,

many wagonloads of handcuffs, put up in barrels, were captured, which

were intended to be placed on the entire Confederate Army when captured,

and marched into Washington City, wearing these bracelets.

Among Mr. Lincoln’s earliest proclamations was the one declaring

medicines contraband of war, thus depriving millions of sick of

medicines, one of the most brutal and inhuman orders ever published by a

civilized Government.

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