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    where they would command the camp.

    We started in to make ourselves comfortable, as at Millen, by building
    shanties. The prisoners we left behind followed us, and we soon had our
    old crowd of five or six thousand, who had been our companions at
    Savannah and Millers, again with us. The place looked very favorable for
    escape. We knew we were still near the sea coast--really not more than
    forty miles away--and we felt that if we could once get there we should
    be safe. Andrews and I meditated plans of escape, and toiled away at our
    cabin.

    About a week after our arrival we were startled by an order for the one
    thousand of us who had first arrived to get ready to move out. In a few
    minutes we were taken outside the guard line, massed close together, and
    informed in a few words by a Rebel officer that we were about to be taken
    back to Savannah for exchange.

    The announcement took away our breath. For an instant the rush of
    emotion made us speechless, and when utterance returned, the first use we
    made of it was to join in one simultaneous outburst of acclamation.
    Those inside the guard line, understanding what our cheer meant, answered
    us with a loud shout of congratulation--the first real, genuine, hearty
    cheering that had been done since receiving the announcement of the
    exchange at Andersonville, three months before.

    As soon as the excitement had subsided somewhat, the Rebel proceeded to
    explain that we would all be required to sign a parole. This set us to
    thinking. After our scornful rejection of the proposition to enlist in
    the Rebel army, the Rebels had felt around among us considerably as to
    how we were disposed toward taking what was called the "Non-Combatant's
    Oath;" that is, the swearing not to take up arms against the Southern
    Confederacy again during the war. To the most of us this seemed only a
    little less dishonorable than joining the Rebel army. We held that our
    oaths to our own Government placed us at its disposal until it chose to
    discharge us, and we could not make any engagements with its enemies that
    might come in contravention of that duty. In short, it looked very much
    like desertion, and this we did not feel at liberty to consider.

    There were still many among us, who, feeling certain that they could not
    survive imprisonment much longer, were disposed to look favorably upon
    the Non-Combatant's Oath, thinking that the circumstances of the case
    would justify their apparent dereliction from duty. Whether it would or
    not I must leave to more skilled casuists than myself to decide. It was
    a matter I believed every man must settle with his own conscience. The
    opinion that I then held and expressed was, that if a boy, felt that he
    was hopelessly sick, and that he could not
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