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Title: Famous adventures and prison escapes of the civil war
Year: 1893 (1890s)
Authors: Cable, George Washington, 1844-1925 Pittenger, William, 1840-1904 Richards, A. E. (Adolphus Edwards), 1844-1920 Duke, Basil Wilson, 1838-1916 Willcox, Orlando B Hines, Thomas Henry Moran, Frank E Shelton, W. H. (William Henry), 1840-1932? Wood, John Taylor
Subjects: Mosby, John Singleton, 1833-1916 Breckinridge, John C. (John Cabell), 1821-1875 Libby Prison Chattanooga Railroad Expedition, 1862 Morgan's Ohio Raid, 1863
Publisher: New York : The Century Co.
Contributing Library: University of Connecticut Libraries
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sitting in the bottomof the boat, between the generals knees. The sky wassoon completely overcast with dark lowering clouds;the darkness, which could almost be felt, was brokenevery few minutes by lurid streaks of lightning chasingone another through black abysses. Fitful gusts ofwind were the heralds of the coming blast. Great dropsof rain fell like the scattering fire of a skirmish-line,and with a roar like a thousand trumpets we heard theblast coming, giving us time only to lower everythingand get the stern of the boat to it, for our only chancewas to run with the storm until the rough edge wastaken off, and then heave to. I cried, All handsdown! as the gale struck us with the force of a thun-derbolt, carrying a wall of white water with it whichburst over us like a cataract. I thought we wereswamped as I clung desperately to the tiller, though ESCAPE OF GENERAL BRECKINRIDGE 331 thrown violently against the boom. But after theshock, our brave little boat, though haK filled, rose and
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shook herself like a spaniel. The mast bent like awhip-stick, and I expected to see it blown out of her, 332 ADVENTURES AND ESCAPES IN THE CIVIL WAR but, gathering way, we flew with the wind. The sur-face was lashed into foam as white as the driven snow.The lightning and artillery of the heavens were inces-sant, blinding, and deafening; involuntarily we bowedour heads, utterly helpless. Soon the heavens wereopened, and the floods came down like a waterspout. Iknew then that the worst of it had passed, and thoughone fierce squall succeeded another, each one was tamer.The deluge, too, helped to beat down the sea. To givean order was impossible, for I could not be heard; Icould only, during the flashes, make signs to Russelland OToole to bail. Tying themselves and their bucketsto the thwarts, they went to work and soon relieved herof a heavy load. From the general direction of the wind I knew with-out compass or any other guide that we were runningto the westward, and, I feared, were gra

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