every one of these heroic adventurers was captured. There was one orphan boy, Jacob Parrott, only eighteen years of age. He belonged to the Thirty-third Regiment of Ohio Volunteers. When seized by the infuriated rebels, who manifested a degree of ferocity which would have disgraced savages, they took the poor boy, bent him down almost double over a large stone, and while four of the "chivalry" held him down in that stooping posture, by his hands and his feet, a rebel officer, in a lieutenant's uniform, with a raw hide laid upward of a hundred lashes upon his bare back. A riotous crowd were shouting around, all the time clamoring for his blood. A rope was brought with which they insisted that he should be hung. Three times during the progress of this merciless scourging it was suspended, when they demanded of the heroic young patriot that he should divulge the names of his comrades, the designs of the expedition, and especially the name of the engineer who ran the train. But all the torment which their savage ingenuity could devise could not extort any confession from him. They only ceased their brutal work when they found that the task of subduing their victim was hopeless.

of twenty miles an hour. This at first excited the most boisterous shouts of laughter from the thousands of soldiers who were standing around. But the pursuers knew well what they were about. Having run about three miles they came to a hand-car. This they seized and pushed forward with new speed. When they came to an up grade they pushed it before them. On the down grades they could advance with great velocity. At length they came to a place where the patriots had torn up a rail. In their eagerness, not noticing this, they were all thrown, car and men, pell-mell on one side of the road. The car, however, was uninjured, and no bones were broken. The car was replaced on the track, and the rebels were again in full pursuit.

Thus they pushed on for twenty miles, till they came to Etowah Station, where there chanced to be a locomotive fired up and all ready for a start. This they seized. Putting on a full head of steam they soon reached Kingston, where they learned that the adventurers were but twenty minutes ahead of them. Here they found a locomotive capable of much higher speed, which was fired up, waiting for the arrival of a passenger train, when it was to proceed by a branch road to Rome.

The twenty captives, when taken, were all thrust into the negro jail at Chattanooga. They A large number of soldiers and planters had were thrown into a damp, dirty, miserable cell now joined them with swords, revolvers, and half underground, as gloomy as the world-re- muskets. Aided by their fresh engine, and nowned oubliettes of the Bastile. This dungeon with their little army, onward they now flew was thirteen feet square. In this room over with almost the speed of the wind. The obthirty victims of Southern barbarism were crowd-structions which the fugitives threw behind them ed together. Many of them were Southern men, upon the track were speedily removed. At who, for the "crime". of refusing to join in re-length they came to a place where three rails bellion and treason, had been subjected to al-had been torn up and carried away. They could most every conceivable outrage. The only en-drive their locomotive no farther. With great trance was by a trap-door opening from the floor above. Two small windows thickly barred with iron let in a few rays of light and scarcely air enough to support life. The horrors of the "black hole" in Calcutta were unsurpassed by those endured in this miserable dungeon. There was not space enough for all to lie down together, and these heroic men, whose sublime daring should at least have won respect, were exposed to barbarities which were a disgrace to the nineteenth century. There is not a civilized nation on the globe which would have treated prisoners of war, or even the most loathsome criminals, with cruelty so revolting. But slavery had converted the South into a state of semi-barbarism.

promptness and energy they abandoned the engine; ran along the track two miles; met the down freight train near Adairsville; reversed the train; ran back to the station; switched the train off upon the side-track; turned the engine, and rushed on to Calhoun.

Here they gathered a new force of armed men to pursue the fugitives, a telegraph operator, and workmen to repair the road. Again they were rushing forward with almost frenzied speed. As they were turning a curve they caught a glimpse of the now crippled engine they were pursuing scarcely a mile ahead of them. The adventurers had stopped a moment to tear up the track. Hearing the approach of the foe they sprang upon their car, and again sped away. The pursuers pressing on in hot haste came to the spot were the rails were torn up. Their workmen, with the necessary tools, instantly tore up the rails behind them, and replaced those which were taken away.

The pursuit, as described by the rebels, must have been nearly as exciting as the flight. The conductor and engineer of the train were quietly breakfasting in the Big Shanty Hotel, at Camp M'Donald, when to their indescribable amazement the locomotive with the baggage car took its flight. The rebels seem ever to have The flight and the chase were now exciting been inspired with an instinctive consciousness beyond all power of words to describe. The of the audacity of the Yankees. It was at once locomotives were frequently in sight of each othsurmised that this was a chivalric adventure of er. The engine of the patriots was rapidly failtheir terrible foes. The engineer, conductor, ing. Wood and water were nearly gone, and and foreman of the wood department, immedi- the unoiled boxes were almost melting with ately started upon the run, apparently chasing heat. In this their extremity they uncoupled the engine, which was whirling away at the rate two of the box cars, and left them to retard the VOL. XXXI.-No. 182.-M

hurry up there!" exclaimed the brutal marshal | man soul in the hour of sorest trial. There was who stood at the door with other officers; "come a Methodist clergyman in Atlanta by the name on, we can't wait." Samuel Robinson, of Ohio, of M'Donnell, who was very kind to these men, the young man who was too sick to walk, was lending them books and speaking to them words hurried away with the rest. The death-cart of Christian sympathy. We mention this that was at the door. The seven captives were should any of our soldiers chance to meet him, crowded into it. A company of mounted rebels they may remember his kindness to their imsurrounded them. When placed upon the scaf-prisoned brethren. The negroes were as ever fold with ropes around their necks George D. the firm friends of our soldiers. They were unWilson, of Ohio, asked permission to speak a wearied in their endeavors to help the captives, few words. His request was granted, probably even exposing themselves to cruel scourgings that with the expectation that he was to make some they might befriend them. confession. In eloquent words, and with Roman heroism, this young American citizen then said:

"I have no hostile feelings toward the Southern people. Their rulers, not they, are responsible for this rebellion. I am no spy, but a soldier regularly detailed for military duty. I do not regret dying for my country, I only regret the manner of my death. You may all depend upon it that this rebellion will yet be crushed down. You will all regret the part you have taken in it. The time will soon come when the flag of our Union will float over our whole undivided country, and over the very spot where this scaffold now stands."

After writing most of the above I chanced to come across a little book, entitled "Daring and Suffering," written by Lieutenant William Pittenger, of Ohio, who was one of the adventurers in this heroic enterprise, and who, after many hairbreadth escapes, succeeded in reaching friends and home. In his interesting narrative he gives a minute detail of those scenes of which here we can give but a brief sketch.

"We had friends in the waiters of the prison, though their faces were black. They assisted us by every means in their power. It was not long till they found that there was nothing we desired so much as to read the news; and they taxed their ingenuity to gratify us. They would There were about four hundred of low, un- wait till the jailer or some of the guard had cultured men, such as compose the rank and file finished reading a paper and laid it down and of the rebel army, surrounding the gallows. then slyly purloin it. When meal time came it With oaths and ribald jests they assailed the would be put into the bottom of the pan, in patriots. As the platform fell five only were which our food was brought, and thus handed in seen struggling suspended in the air. Two to us. The paper had to be returned in the ropes had broken, and William Campbell of same way to avoid suspicion. For several Kentucky, and Samuel Slavens of Ohio, fell to months it was only through their instrumentalthe ground bruised, bleeding, and almost in-ity that we could obtain any definite information sensible. Soon they slightly recovered and of what was going on in the world without. begged that a few moments might be granted "Having found the negroes thus intelligent them that they might pray for the forgiveness and useful, far beyond what I had supposed posand the help of God. The request was in-sible, I questioned them about other matters. sultingly refused. New ropes were provided. They were better informed than I had given They were again dragged upon the scaffold and them credit for, and knew enough to disbelieve launched into eternity. The mob shouted, and all the stories the rebels told. When the whites dispersed to drink themselves drunk in their were not present they laughed at the grand vicmerriment over hanging these "Yankee Aboli- tories the papers were publishing every day. tionists." They imagined that all the Northern troops were chivalrous soldiers, fighting for the universal rights of man. They never wavered in their belief that the Union troops would conquer, and that the result of the victory would be their freedom. I never saw one who did not cherish an ardent desire for freedom, and wish and long for the time when the triumph of the national forces would place the coveted boon within his grasp.”

The four captives who were left in the prison behind, simply because their trial had not yet taken place, in gloom unspeakable soon saw the cart return empty, thus announcing that the terrible tragedy was finished.

The energetic movements of General Mitchel kept the rebels in a constant state of alarm. The surviving captives were frequently moved from one prison to another, and there was no time to convene another court-martial. They were most of them collected in the jail at Atlanta. The execution of their comrades and the peril to which they were exposed of meeting at any day the same fate, so affected them that by a unanimous vote they established morning and evening prayers. Each one in turn, as they all kneeled together, offered his brief and fervent petition. A more touching scene can not well be imagined, or one which more impressively shows what a support true religion is to the hu

The months rolled heavily along, and summer and autumn passed sadly away. Many plans were talked over by the survivors, now fourteen in number, for attempting an escape. But they were guarded with such vigilance that no plan could be presented which did not seem utterly desperate. At length the provost marshal came into their room one day and informed them that he had received a letter from the Secretary of War at Richmond, inquiring why all the party engaged in the railroad adventure