I took hold of the foot and raised it up and made one trial at the boot to get it off.

I happened to look up, and the colonel had his eyes wide open, and seemed to be looking at me.

He was stone dead, but I dropped that foot quick.

It was my first and last attempt to rob a dead Yankee.
After the battle was over at Murfreesboro, that night, John Tucker and myself thought that we would investigate the contents of a fine brick mansion in our immediate front, but between our lines and the Yankees', and even in advance of our videts.

Before we arrived at the house we saw a body of Yankees approaching, and as we started to run back they fired upon us.