They stepped into our places as guests, and the house was thrown open to them.

Our arms were taken from us, our hands pinioned, and a scene of festivity ensued.

A cask of wine was brought up from the cellar, and the contents freely distributed among the rebels, or gray backs, as we call them here.
"Once, as Mrs.Roberts passed through the little room where we were confined, I said, 'Do you consider this honorable conduct, madam, to lure us here by false representations, and then betray us to our enemies ?' "'Yes, I do!' said she hotly.

'What business have you to come down here and lay waste our territory?
There is no true Southern woman but despises you heartily, and would do as much as I have, and more, too.
You've got my son a prisoner in one of your Yankee prisons.

When I heard that he was taken, I swore to be revenged, and I have kept my word.