Sooth to say, the first interview with the uncompromising contraband who hakes you is a trial, and it is bitterly cold work for feet and fingers, when you first come into your "blind" under the early dawn; but the blood soon warms up as the warning cries from the markers become more frequent; the pulse quickens as the dark specks or lines loom nearer, defined against the dull red or silvery gray of the sky-line; chills and shivers are all forgotten, as your first "red-head," pioneer of a whole "skeen" from the river-crashes down yards behind you, on the hard, wet sand that fringes the bay.
"Border and Bastille"
George A. Lawrence
D. W. hakes, 18 Conn.
"In and Out of Rebel Prisons"
Lieut. A. [Alonzo] Cooper