MICHAEL STANSBURY, 48 years of age, a sea-faring man, a southerner by birth and raising, formerly captain of U.S. light ship Long Shoal, stationd at Long Shoal point, Pamlico soundthough a southerner, a firm Union manwas capturd Feb. 17, 1863, and has been nearly two years in the Confederate prisons; was at one time orderd releasd by Governor Vance, but a rebel officer re-arrested him; then sent on to Richmond for exchangebut instead of being exchanged was sent down (as a southern citizen, not a soldier,) to Salisbury, N.C., where he remaind until lately, when he escapd among the exchangd by assuming the name of a dead soldier, and coming up via Wilmington with the rest. Was about sixteen months in Salisbury. Subsequent to October, 64, there were about 11,000 Union prisoners, in the stockade; about 100 of them southern unionists, 200 U.S. deserters. During the past winter 1500 of the prisoners, to save their lives, joind the confederacy, on condition of being assignd merely to guard duty. Out of the 11,000 not more than 2500 come out; 500 of these were pitiable, helpless wretchesthe rest were in a condition to travel. There were often 60 dead bodies to be buried in the morning; the daily average would be about 40. The regular food was a meal of corn, the cob and husk ground together, and sometimes once a week a ration of sorghum molasses. A diminutive ration of meat might possibly come once a month, not oftener. In the stockade, containing the 11,000 men, there was a partial show of tents, not enough for 2000. A large proportion of the men lived in holes in the ground, in the utmost wretchedness. Some froze to death, others had their hands and feet frozen. The rebel guards would occasionally, and on the least pretence, fire into the prison from mere demonism and wantonness. All the horrors that can be named, starvation, lassitude, filth, vermin, despair, swift loss of self-respect, idiocy, insanity, and frequent murder, were there. Stansbury has a wife and child living in Newbernhas written to them from hereis in the U.S. light-house employ still(had been home to Newbern to see his family, and on his return to the ship was captured in his boat.) Has seen men brought there to Salisbury as hearty as you ever see in your lifein a few weeks completely dead gone, much of it from thinking on their conditionhope all gone. Has himself a hard, sad, strangely deadend kind of look, as of one chilld for years in the cold and dark, where his good manly nature had no room to exercise itself.