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Warned, that the condition of belligerents, once recognized, the rebel piratical crafts will be recognized as privateers by foreign powers, and as such will be admitted to all ports under the secesh flag, which will thus enjoy a partial recognition.
"I'd not turn even a black Secesh away hungry not even a man with your record in the Army." "No, I'll not eat with you." "Wait then! I'll send the girl pretty soon, if you are here by her invitation. I'll see she never invites you again." Wingate walked toward his wagon. Banion kept out of the light circle and found his horse.
But dat gran'son ob mine is smart as a steel trap. I specs he'll be a preacher." Salters looked admiringly at his grandson, who sat grinning in the corner, munching a pear he had brought from the table. "Yes," said Aunt Linda, "his fadder war killed by the Secesh, one night, comin' home from a politic meetin', an' his pore mudder died a few weeks arter, an' we mean to make a man ob him."
Letting his gaze wander over the camp, he added casually, "I see that they have got a few mortars and howitzers since yesterday. I suppose that is the stuff we heard so much about, which came on the 'Swon' marked 'marble. They say Jeff Davis sent the stuff to 'em from the Government arsenal the Secesh captured at Baton Rouge. They're pretty near ready to move on our arsenal now." Mr.
Ned closed the blinds once more, and she herself turned the key in the lock, and went slowly up the stairs. "Stephen," said the Judge, in his abrupt way, "there isn't a great deal doing. Let's go over to the Secesh property sales." Stephen looked up in surprise. The seizures and intended sale of secession property had stirred up immense bitterness and indignation in the city.
But it was very difficult at first to make them desist: the taste of gunpowder was too intoxicating. One of them was heard to mutter, indignantly, "Why de Cunnel order Cease firing, when de Secesh blazin' away at de rate ob ten dollar a day?" Every incidental occurrence seemed somehow to engrave itself upon my perceptions, without interrupting the main course of thought.
"Gracious me! Yer don't say so! Whar was it?" "Down below Centreville." "Which beat?" "The Confederates drove the Yankees off the field," answered Tom, suspending business long enough to glance at the woman, and see how the intelligence was received. "Yer don't! Then they won't want my old man." Tom was unable to determine whether his hostess was Union or "Secesh" from her words or her looks.
Which I know he's nootral by one thing: ""Willyum," he'd say that a-way when he'd notice me organizin' to go down to the village; "Willyum," he'd say. "if anybody asks you what you be, an' speshul if any of them Yankees asks you, you tell 'em that you're Union, but you remember you're secesh." "'The Sterett fam'ly, ondoubted, is the smartest fam'ly in the South.
I tried, however, to disregard such low considerations, and to strike the correct mean between the sublime patriot and the unsanctified incendiary, while I could find no refuge from weak contrition save in greater and greater depths of courtesy; and so melodramatic became our interview that some of the soldiers still maintain that "dem dar ole Secesh women been a-gwine for kiss de Cunnel," before we ended.
Her husband was sent, with many others, to what they called the "big plantation," in the interior. She said her master was a "big man" in the secesh army. I found they called all officers big men. After she finished her story I told her I saw the seven she said went to Memphis, a few days before they left, and how Aunt Peggy begged me so hard to tell the big man that they all wanted to come.
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