After we had eaten, he said that as the young people had gone to bed, we had better come into his cabin and rest awhile, which we did.
Hommat had a full suit of Rebel clothes, and I had stolen sacks enough at Andersonville, when they were issuing rations, to make me a shirt and pantaloons, which a sailor fabricated for me.

I wore these over what was left of my blue clothes.

The old negro lady treated us very coolly.

In a few minutes a young negro came in, whom the old gentleman introduced as his son, and whom I immediately recognized as our friend of the prayerful proclivities.

He said that he had been a body servant to his young master, who was an officer in the Rebel army.
"Golly!" says he, "if you 'uns had stood a little longer at Stone River, our men would have run." I turned to him sharply with the question of what he meant by calling us "You 'uns," and asked him if he believed we were Yankees.