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Journal of George Henry Clay Rowe
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Friday, August 22, 1862

I hurried downstairs, but the interview was so short, under the circumstances, so unsatisfactory, that I returned upstairs in a worse humor than when I went down. In the meantime, Mr Addison had left in order to make an attempt to have Mr Broaddus paroled, that he might proceed to Richmond and represent our case personally. He returned very shortly, having obtained priviledge of parole for Mr Broaddus. This was quite an encouraging circumstance, but I was so exasperated by my situation with my wife in this strange city with no one on whom I could rely to take charge of her and I causelessly incarcerated, that, soon after seeing her pass on the street, I was fairly maddened. I hallooed after her in spite of the sentinal and caught hold of the prison bars as if I could rock the building down. Hunter noticed my depression and, good natured soul, came to me with a proposition for a practical joke on Roberts in hope of diverting my thoughts. He proposed that he should state to Mr R (whose horror of lice increased every day and the better part of whose time seemed devoted to looking out after those animals) that, during the time devoted to exercise that afternoon, he had observed Wrenn (who slept in the bunk below Roberts) in close contact with the lousy soldiers in the yard, and in fact, on drawing nearer, he had perceived several crawling on Wrenn's collar. The first opportunity I called Roberts out in the passage for a walk and soon gave him over to Hunter who, in the most serious manner, executed his part of the programme, and set his victim on fire. The best part of the joke, however, was lost. We expected Roberts to call Wrenn to account and demand that he should cleanse himself and then we would enjoy the antics. He did not do this, but went to every member of the mess and, relating what he had learned, begged each one to tell Wrenn. But none told him, an unaccountable fact to me, until I learned that Wrenn had considerable reputation as a fighting man. Broaddus started for Richmond this evening, together with some two hundred prsioners of war, for purpose of exchange. Went to bed but not to sleep. Hunter begged me to spend the night with him, but I was unwilling to cloy his spirits with my dispondency and I declined. To feel much more miserable than I did was impossible.

Saturday, August 23, 1862

Another long, long weary day without incident. Went to bed early, but being perfectly sleepless, got up about midnight and went into Hunter's room, having first secured a bottle of wine. I woke Hunter up and together we had a perfect spree until morning. We laughed, and sang, and talked and finally got the floor in commotion, together with the guard after us. We certainly had a night of it. I felt desperate and didn't care for consequences.



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