“The toil of the march is over—
The pack will be borne no more”—
Raden-Linden: By Col. B. H. Jones, Prisoner of War, Johnson’s Island, November 3, 1864. (C. S. B.)
“In prison, when the sun was up,
Each ‘reb’ licked clean his plate and cup”—
Reading the List: (W. G. S.)
“Is there any news of the war? she said—
Only a list of the wounded and dead,”—
The Reaper: Fort Taylord, N. C. (E. V. M.)
“The apples are ripe in the orchard,