not see. But the valiant Captain was not inclined to allow the first prisoner he had captured any possible chance of escape, and consequently would not allow her to go alone. She was compelled to have him in her room while she changed her clothing, a servant-girl standing in front of her to protect her, as much as possible, from his sight.

She was taken to Camp Douglas and delivered into the hands of Captain Sherley, who was a subordinate of Colonel Sweet, the commandant. The Colonel ordered Captain Sherley to confine her in what was known as the White-Oak Dungeon. This was a dark, damp, filthy place, swarming with vermin. But the Captain, being a man in whose breast the instincts of manly honor were not quite dead, refused emphatically to obey the order. The Colonel informed him. that if his order was not obeyed, he would place him under arrest. To which the Captain retorted that he would let it be known that the cause of his arrest was for his refusal to obey a brutal order. This caused him to pause and con sider, and he finally concluded to allow the Captain to take her and her husband into his own charge, and confine them where he saw fit. He very generously took them to his own quarters, and had a room fitted up for them, which was inside of the camp enclosure, and made them as comfortable as he could under the circumstances. She remained here for about two weeks, not knowing why she was arrested and imprisoned, or what charges they had against her. She was then ordered to Cincinnati for trial, when she was informed that she had been arrested upon the charge of conspiring to effect the release of the prisoners in Camp Douglas, and for which she would very likely be hanged; and if she was not, she ought to be. She was taken to Cincinnati under a strong guard. Before she started, her numerous friends wished to see her, and begged the Colonel for permission tc do so, but he was deaf to all their entreaties.

She arrived in Cincinnati in the dead of winter, was conveyed to McLean Barracks in company with her husband, and put into a miserable, gloomy, and filthy room, the furu

ture of which consisted of a wooden bench and a bunk, made of rough, unplaned boards. The grate in the fire-place was small and broken, and the fuel furnished not sufficient to make a fire.

She begged for permission to send out and purchase at least a bed and bedding, if they would allow her nothing more. But no attention was given either to her request or condition. Imagine her horrible situation—in dead of winter, confined in a cold and cheerless room, where daylight could scarcely be seen through the cracks of its boarded-up windows-little or no fire by which to warm her benumbed limbs-nothing to be seen but the armed sentinel, as he walked to and fro upon the corridor in front of the open door-nothing to be heard, save the wind as it moaned without or whistled through the apertures of the broken windows. Night came on-she was almost worn out by the fatigue of her journey, harassed in mind and body, sick and suffering from the inhuman treatment she was subjected to and compelled to endure: how badly she needed rest and repose! But how was she to sleep upon those hard, rough boards, through that cold winter night, with no covering but the smoked and blackened ceiling of the filthy room! She sat upon the wooden bench over the smouldering embers in the broken grate until far into the night, when nature at last overcame her, and she stretched her wearied and almost exhausted form upon the hard and uninviting boards, praying God to protect and preserve her through the rest of the night, hoping that the morning would bring relief, and thinking that the authorities in whose hands she was did not know of her cruel treatment, and that when they ascertained the facts, they would certainly remove her to better and more comfortable quarters. But she was doomed to disappointment. The authorities knew full well where she was, and how she was being treated, had indeed ordered it, just as it was, and, instead of bettering her condition, they would have made it worse, if possible.

The morning of the second day of her imprisonment in

this wretched place found her suffering severely from cold and hunger, for she had eaten nothing for thirty-six hours. Those in charge of the prison had furnished nothing but a tin cup half filled with a vile concoction, which resembled very dirty dish-water, but which they termed soup. This was all that was furnished, and neither she nor any other human being could have eaten it. It looked as if death was to be meted out to her by the slow and painful process of

starvation.

The Government officials knew the charges they had made against her were groundless, without a particle of proof to sustain them, as the sequel proved. But they thought as the charges could not be sustained, they would by their brutal and inhuman treatment cause her death at all events. And they came very near accomplishing their hellish purpose. Her treatment during the succeeding three days was but a repetition of the cruelty of the first. On the fifth day, Mrs. Sarah Peter, a friend of Mrs. Morris, through the influence of her son, Mr. Peter, who was a warm supporter of the Administration, succeeded in obtaining permission to send to the prisoner a few eatables. And General Willich, who, although an infidel, set an example worthy to have been imitated by those who had immediate control of the prison. and who claimed to be Christian men, after seeing the wretched and horrible condition in which she was placed, swore, by that place that we all hope to avoid, that she should be al lowed, at least, to buy the necessaries of life. But this small relief was not afforded until after she had been there some five or six days. She had induced a soldier to sell her an old wornout straw bedtick, to cover the boards on which she had been sleeping until her limbs and body pained and ached. The Government about this time magnanimously furnished her with a coarse army-blanket. Thus did she live for more than two months - December, January, and part of Febru ary-in this wretched, cold, and filthy room, not being allowed for one minute to go out of it.

This horrible treatment and severe confinement began to

tell upon her health. Her constitution was breaking down beneath it. At last a physician had to be consulted. He at once went before a justice of the peace, and made an affidavit that, unless she was allowed to take some exercise, and her treatment otherwise materially improved, she could not possibly live six weeks longer. Upon this statement made under oath, her relentless and cruel persecutors permitted her to walk out on the corridor fronting her room one hour and a half daily. But this slight improvement of her condition was not made until it was almost too late to benefit her, for soon after disease seized her, and she was compelled to keep her bed. Her only nurse or attendant was her husLand, and when he was absent, in attendance upon his trial, which occupied some six hours a day, a Mr. Patton, who was a prisoner in the barracks, was placed in the room.

On this trial, all the evidence they had against Mrs. Morris was brought out. The one solitary witness against her was John T. Shanks, one of the meanest and most despicable villains that ever the gallows has been cheated of— a liar, a thief, and a forger, as was known to Government officials, and fully proven on the trial. When the war broke out this Shanks was undergoing a sentence of imprisonment, in the Texas penitentiary, for forgery. A mistaken clemency granted him a pardon, that he might join the Southern army. Captured with General Morgan's forces, in his famous raid north of the Ohio, Shanks was imprisoned with the privates of Morgan's command, at Camp Douglas. Here he secretly hired himself, as a spy and informer, to the military authorities. Not satisfied with acting the spy in the camp, he volunteered to play the role of an escaped prisoner, in order to entrap Mrs. Morris, by appealing to her sympathies. With inconceivable meanness and hypocrisy, he went to her house, and representing himself as an escaped prisoner in lestitute circumstances, induced her to furnish him some money, promising, on his honor, it should never be spoken of to her injury. Returning to the camp, he was put forth

by the military conspirators as her accuser, and on his infor mution she was arrested.

Such was the instrument and such the trickery employed by the Government officials, to manufacture a charge of treason against a lady whose only crime was that she had a generous and feeling heart, which could not resist the appeals of misfortune. It was infamous to set such a wretch to awaken her sympathy, by lying tales of destitution and distress, only to make her kindness of heart an excuse for casting her into prison, and subjecting her to unheard-of indignities and sufferings. The officials who descended to such base artifices disgraced the Government they represented. Their conduct only illustrated the unprincipled malignity which then animated its councils. This persecution of an innocent lady will remain a foul blot on the Administration which countenanced it.

After this vile informer and perjured wretch had given his testimony against Mrs. Morris before the military commission, on the trial of Judge Morris and others, and its falsity and incompetency were fully exposed, the Government had no longer any excuse for continuing her imprisonment. As the condition of her release, she made a confession that she had been guilty of the high crimes and misdemeanors of having given, on several occasions, food, clothing, and money, to escaped prisoners, to enable them to get to Canada. This confession was eagerly sought by Mrs. Morris's persecutors, as the flimsy excuse by which they hoped to justify to the public their own flagrant violations of the Constitution, in incarcerating a lady in one of their horrible Bastiles, without duc process of law, and inflicting upon her a severe and protracted punishment, without trial by any tribunal whatever. To obtain it, they promised to permit her to remain in Cincin nati with her husband, during his trial-a promise which they intended to violate when they made it.

A valorous Adjutant of the Home Guard sent this confession to headquarters, accompanied by a missive of his own, full of bitter and vindictive denunciation, and containing a