Escape of Captain Henry H. Alban of the 21st Ohio Infantry
Captain Henry H. Alban
was among the dozen officers of the 21st
Ohio Volunteer Infantry who were captured on September 20, 1863 at
the Battle of Chickamauga. The regiment had held its position atop
Snodgrass Hill against repeated Confederate assaults and now battered
and without ammunition, with the darkness of evening enveloping the
hill, the remainder of that gallant band found themselves at the
mercy of the 54th
Virginia. A total of 12 officers and 121 enlisted men surrendered;
the regiment’s colors were taken, and the men marched off the field
into captivity.
Captain Henry Harvey Alban, Co. F, 21st O.V.I. |
Captain Alban along
with the rest went through a series of Confederate prison camps
before arriving at Columbia, South Carolina in October 1864.
Determined to make an escape, he watched for his chance and one night
made his leap for freedom, successfully eluding the local camp guard
and setting out along the railroad to head for the mountains of
eastern Tennessee and freedom.
Traveling at night and
with the active help of a number of slaves and freedmen, Alban had
walked from Columbia to Greenwood, South Carolina when a voice from
out of the darkness called “How d’ye do?” Alban cautiously
responded but the voice soon proved to be none other than another
escaped Federal officer: First Lieutenant Alonzo Cooper of Co. I,
12th New York
Volunteer Cavalry. A quick friendship developed between the two men
(they had been in several prison camps together but had never met)
and they set out for east Tennessee as a team. Cooper suffered
intensively from rheumatism in his legs, but with determination and
an unquenchable thirst for freedom, they walked over 150 miles into
the mountains of northern Georgia.
Once they were in the
mountains, they chose to travel in the daylight, telling the story
that they were Confederate soldiers on furlough to anyone they met.
One discovery they made was that even members of the home guard
proved more Unionist in sentiment than not, but ultimately they were
captured by a ardent Confederate cavalryman named Dick Hancock. They
had reached within 20 miles of Federal lines when captured near Fort
Emory, Georgia.
First Lt. Alonzo Cooper, Co. I, 12th N.Y. Cavalry |
The balance of Alban’s
narrative describes the two men being marched back into the interior
of the Confederacy, making a stop at Franklin, North Carolina before
being placed in prison in Asheville along with a number of
Confederate deserters and draft dodgers. Asheville was a hell hole,
the men crowded into a small room with a bucket in the corner as a
privy. Alban and Cooper tried to escape once, but were foiled.
A larger escape attempt
a few days later faltered when the escapee’s courage failed; in the
course of hatching their plan, they gave the job of restraining the
guard sergeant to an imprisoned slave. The slave did his job, but was
given 75 lashes in the hallway of the jail in full view of the
prisoners for his trouble. This is one of the most heart-rending
scenes in Alban’s narrative. “It was truly pitiful to hear the
shrieks, groans, and pleadings of the Negro as the inhuman wretch put
on the lash,” Alban wrote. “After he had given him 50 lashes,
being exhausted, he gave the whip into the hands of another ruffian
to administer the next 25. He ordered him to stop his howling or he
would kill him. The punishment was administered in the hall of the
jail that all the prisoners might hear and take warning.”
Lieutenant Cooper, who
wrote an extensive account of his experiences in the Confederate
prison system as well as his escape attempt with Captain Alban in a
book entitled In and Out of Rebel Prisons
published in 1888, recalled that he screamed at the jailors to spare
the slave, castigating the poltroonery of the deserters “whose lack
of sand had got this poor fellow into a scrape and then basely
deserted him.” The jailors paid him no heed, and “I turned away
and by holding my hands to my ears tried to shut out the sound of his
pitiful cries for mercy.”
Soon after, Alban and
Cooper were transferred to Danville, Virginia, to be imprisoned in an
old tobacco house, arriving on November 27, 1864. Danville was a cold
nasty place in winter. Rations were scant and even the meat was
barely edible. “The beef consisted of the refuse of the
slaughterhouse,” Alban recounted. “Heads, livers, and the like
were all thrown together untrimmed into a large kettle and boiled. I
remember very distinctly receiving for my ration the gristly piece
off the end of the nose. I was not hungry for meat that day, so I
gave mine away.”
Many of the officers
found ways to secure some money which allowed them to purchase food
to supplement the scanty rations. Lieutenant Cooper remembered that
Alban “was not adapted to buying and selling,” but earned his
money through hard labor. “He would go with the water detail once
in a while and when he came back he would bring along on his shoulder
a good straight stick of cord wood. Then with a case knife he had
made into a saw, he would cut it up into pieces about eight inches
long and with the wooden wedges he had whittled out, would these up
fine to about a half inch thick and tie them into bundles for cooking
rations. These bundles would be about six inches in diameter and
eight inches long which he would sell for two dollars each.”
Captain Alban on police duty at Danville Prison Camp. From Cooper's In and Out of Rebel Prisons. |
In mid February 1865,
Alban received word that he would be exchanged. Ragged and sickly,
Alban needed assistance to climb aboard the train cars for Richmond.
“We reached Richmond at 8 o’clock that night and were kept
waiting three hours in the cars and in the streets before we were
taken to the hospital and by that time I was nearly frozen. On the
next day we were paroled preparatory to going to our lines. On the
21st we were taken
by a steamer down the James River and in a few hours were on board
the New York and under
the protection of my country with the glorious old flag of the Union
floating proudly in the breeze. My feelings, dear reader, can better
be imagined than described, therefore I decline the task.” Alban
was taken to Camp Parole in Annapolis, Maryland to recover his health
and was discharged March 8, 1865.
Sources:
Prison Life in the South
by Captain Henry H. Alban, Co. F, 21st
Ohio Volunteer Infantry:
In and Out of Rebel
Prisons by Alonzo Cooper:
https://archive.org/details/inoutofrebelpr00coop
Very interesting accounts and now I am going to read Lieut. Cooper's book.
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