I had heard the officers in charge of us say that they intended to march us across to the other road, and take us back to Andersonville.

We concluded we would take a heavy risk on our lives rather than return there.

By stinting ourselves we had got a little meal ahead, which we thought we would bake up for the journey, but our appetites got the better of us, and we ate it all up before starting.

We were camped in the woods then, with no Stockade--only a line of guards around us.

We thought that by a little strategy and boldness we could pass these.