after us. We ran into the woods, but turned and came out again into the road.
We had lost our guide before we had found our road, but continued on until we came to a broad avenue, and taking that walked as fast as possible for several hours, finally coming to a steep bank at the end. We afterwards learned that this was an abandoned railroad.
We struck across the country and near daylight came upon a plantation.
The negro quarters were some distance from the mansion, were about twenty in number and located in a square.
We flanked the mansion and made our way cautiously to the negro quarters.
Seeing a light in one of the cabins we crawled up, and looking through the cracks between the logs saw an old colored woman cooking.
We rapped on the door and called, “Auntie!”
She started, asking, “Who's thar?”
We answered that we were Yankees escaped from the prison.
She opened the door, looked at us, then to the right and left, and said, “Come in.”
Going back to the fire she gave a bundle of rags that was lying before it a kick and out rolled a negro boy. She ordered him to tell her brother that two Yankees were at the house, and that he must come and take care of them.
As soon as the boy had gone she invited us to eat. A hot corn dodger was on the hearth and she fried us a slice of bacon.
We were tired and hungry, and appreciated her kindness.
We must have walked thirty miles since leaving the prison, but found we were only five miles away and in the wrong direction.
Very soon the boy returned with the brother.
He was pleased to see us, shook hands and requested us to follow him. He took us to his house, which was outside the square and better than the rest, but we remained at a safe distance