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accomplished. To confirm this Colonel Hallowell informed us he was going to be rid of us at last, and ordered us to be ready at daylight the next morning to move out of the stockade and off the island, for exchange. At daylight we were ordered to fall into line; out of the prison stockade we marched, down the beach to the old schooner hulks, which were utilized as our prison when we first landed on the island. We were packed on board of these old schooner hulks, the "Transit" and "J. A. Genet," where we remained thirty-six hours while the flag of truce boats were together off Fort Sumter. The conference failed to agree upon an exchange and we were marched back into the stockade prison pen in the afternoon, to again face the rigors of retaliation and brutality; and it can be said the Immortal Six Hundred faced the music like men. Why the exchange had failed of accomplishment we could never learn. On our return to the prison pen, from our march down the beach, our hearts were made
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