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of our leaving for ‘Hilton Head,’ the negroes on guard fired into some of us. I saw three fall either killed or wounded; they were hurriedly moved out. I never learned their fate.
On our arrival in ‘Port Royal Harbor,’ we cast anchor eight miles out from shore.
Three of our number got the cabin maid to steal them life preservers from the cabins and quietly slided overboard where sharks were as thick as minnows.
Two were exausted from thirst and lack of food and were captured on Pinkney Island, the third reached Charleston.
The six hundred officers were now divided—three hundred were confined in Fort Pulaski and three hundred at Hilton Head,
