We saw several women and one of them had a palm-leaf fan. On one side was the stars and stripes.
As we looked up she turned that side to us and some one said, “Boys, see the old flag.”
rode back and said, “Break the head of the next man who says ‘old flag,’ ” so we did not cheer, but the sight gladdened our hearts.
We crossed the river to Manchester
A large crowd were at the station.
They told us that our men were dying fast down south and that “you all will get your little piece of land down in Georgia
,” a prophecy which proved true in very many instances.
The train backed into the depot and we were ordered to “get aboard the coach.”
A passenger car was in front, and we marched in, thinking that we were to be transported in good shape; but when every seat was taken, they continued to come in, and our entire party, numbering more than a hundred, packed into this one car.
We rode all day without food or water, and found ourselves the next morning at Lynchburg
We were confined in the cars until noon, and it is impossible to express in words what we suffered.
We could not walk about, the car was so crowded; we would get down on the floor, stand up, look out of the window, but nothing could drive away the terrible hunger.
Outside the cars were hucksters selling bread, pies and fruit, and the sight made us wild.
Men opened the windows, took rings from their fingers, and sold them for loaves of bread.
I had no rings or anything valuable to sell.
I had my ten dollar greenback in my shoe, but the orders were very strict in regard to the people taking greenbacks, and I dare not try to pass it for fear the guard would see me and confiscate it.