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biscuit which I had prepared for the occasion. The Sergeant objected to his taking them. I therefore handed him three or four, which he put in his pocket. When they left the house the Sergeant remarked "Give yourselves no uneasiness the br. shall be well taken care of." I looked often them with a sorrowful heart, yet not a little comforted with the conciousness that we were in the path of duty, and I must acknowledge (though it be a weakness) that I was somewhat gratified as they passed through the gate, to see that the prisoner made a much more respectable appearance than his company. When he was gone, the family, as on the preceeding, similar occasion, assembled together and by prayer, committed him to the keeping of the Lord. I will now give you an extract from one of his letters which will show you what he passed through after he left home till he arrived at head quarters. "I was well treated until I crossed the Loosa river, three miles and a half from home, where Mr. Tippon, one of the guard was left in the care of the homes. At this time, the sun was about an hour high. I then had a large chain fastened about my neck by a padlock and the opposite end fastened to a rope tied round the neck of a horse. The distance between my neck and the horse's was probably not over four feet [strike through]] and a half feet. Mr. Tippon rode the horse and I was made to keep up with him in a fast walk. Mr. T. avoided mud holes and rainy places as much as possible; but as it had just rained I was soon wet to my knees. In this way, I walked until I could neither see stumps, stones, logs, nor any unevenness in the road. I frequently came near falling. I told Mr. T. my life was in imminent danger He said he knew it, but he was compelled to obey his orders. Sergeant Cantrell said I ought not to blame them, for they had their positive orders and must obey them. I was soon, however, permitted to ride behind Mr. T. having the chain lengthened a little, but still so short that I rode in a very uneasy position. After riding a mile or two the horse fell backwards into a small hollow. Mr. T. fell on me and the horse on him. The pressure on me, for a time was so great that I could not speak. Help would have come immediately to our assistance had it not been for the struggling of the horse, but soon, one of the company ventured up and turned the horse off from us. This was all done by feeling for the position of the horse, for it was very dark. It was a matter of surprise and gratitude that when the horse arose, he was not frightened as to run for I was still chained to his neck. I was so injured by the fall that for some time I could not stand. Mr. T. also appeared much hurt. After awhile we started again when I rode behind the Sergeant. He held the chain in his hand instead of its being fastened around the neck of the horse. We soon found ourselves lost in the woods I was taken with spasms in my left side, which were very painful. They all agreed that we must lie in the woods, for it was so dark and every thing so wet they said, they could not procure pine and strike fire for a torch. I told them I thought it not necessary to continue all night in that situation, therefore set myself to feeling for pine. I found a knot and after cutting it with my knife, ascertained it was pine. From this a torch was soom made, and we readily found the road. I was permitted to ride to Mr. Hemphill's, where we arrived at twelve oclock, very wet having travelled fourteen miles. I lodged in a bed; but was chained by my ankle to the bedstead. The next day I travelled thirty five miles. We had considerable rain and a bad road. I was often obliged to wade pond? holes six or eight inches deep. I was allowed to walk without being chained to the horse, though obliged still to carry the chain with two padlocks around my neck. About 9 oc. we arrived at the bank of the Hightower. A person whom I supposed by the voice to be Col. Nelson, called to know if they had any prize. To which the Sergeant replied Mr. Butler Soon after crossing the river we met Col. Nelson, who ordered the Sergeant to take me to the Corporal and deliver me over to the rest of my company. I was taken to a small building where were confined, in chairs, the Rev. S. A. Worcester, the Rev. Mr. McLeod, the Rev. Mr. Trott, & Isaac Proctor a Cherokee. I ate supper at Maj. Dawson's table with the chain still round my neck, and paid my own bill. I was then chained to Mr. Worcester and Mr. McLeod, and had a good nights rest. In the morning we all ate at Maj. D's table, paying for our own breakfast. I find I must abridge extracts, as it will take many sheets to bring me to the present date. The next day they walked thirty five miles all unchained except Proctor Sergeant Brooks had the command this day, and would often pour forth language to obscene and profane to be repeated. The next day was Sabbath but they were compelled to travel twenty two miles to reach Head Quarters. About half a mile before they reached the camp, they found a company of people waiting to see them marched in, which was done under martial music. As they entered the jail, Sargeant Brooks said "Go in, there is where all the enemies of Georgia have to land, there, and in hell." The jail was a log cabin, fourteen feet square. The floor was made of small logs split and laid down very unevenly. It was covered with mud and chips, and a most nauseous scent pervaded the apartment. On Monday they were allowed brushes to sweep their room, and each furnished with a blanket to sleep on. They had not any article of furniture in the room, and therefore were obliged to eat, sit, and sleep on this uneven floor. In all this, they had the presence of God, they felt that they had pursued the path of duty