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Ry judicature give any account of. The prison was employed for the
detention of spies, and those charged with the convenient allegation of
"treason against the Confederate States of America." It is probable that
many of these were sent out of the world with as little respect for the
formalities of law as was exhibited with regard to the 'suspects' during
the French Revolution. Next we came to Castle Lightning, and here I bade
adieu to my Tennessee companions. A few squares more and we arrived at a
warehouse larger than any of the others. Over the door was a sign THOMAS
LIBBY & SON, SHIP CHANDLERS AND GROCERS. This was the notorious "Libby
Prison," whose name was painfully familiar to every Union man in the
land. Under the sign was a broad entrance way, large enough to admit a
dray or a small wagon. On one side of this was the prison office, in
which were a number of dapper, feeble-faced clerks at work on the prison
records. As I entered this space a squad of newly arrived prisoners were
being searched for valuables, and having their names, rank and regiment
recorded in the books. Presently a clerk addressed as "Majah Tunnah,"
the man who was superintending these operations, and I scanned him with
increased interest, as I knew then that he was the ill-famed Dick
Turner, hated all over the North for his brutality to our prisoners. He
looked as if he deserved his reputation. Seen upon the street he would
be taken for a second or third class gambler, one in whom a certain
amount of cunning is pieced out by a readiness to use brute force. His
face, clean-shaved, except a "Bowery-b'hoy" goatee, was white, fat, and
selfishly sensual. Small, pig-like eyes, set close together, glanced
around continually. His legs were short, his body long, and made to
appear longer, by h