CHAPTER LXXIV.
NEW YEAR'S DAY--DEATH OF JOHN H.WINDER--HE DIES ON HIS WAY TO A DINNER -- SOMETHING AS TO CHARACTER AND CAREER--ONE OF THE WORST MEN THAT EVER LIVED.
On New Year's Day we were startled by the information that our old-time enemy--General John H.Winder--was dead.

It seemed that the Rebel Sutler of the Post had prepared in his tent a grand New Year's dinner to which all the officers were invited.

Just as Winder bent his head to enter the tent he fell, and expired shortly after.

The boys said it was a clear case of Death by Visitation of the Devil, and it was always insisted that his last words were: "My faith is in Christ; I expect to be saved.

Be sure and cut down the prisoners' rations." Thus passed away the chief evil genius of the Prisoners-of-War.