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faithful steed at the foot of the steps from
which he had thrown himself in haste to see if
we were really safe & then to look at the walls
in wonder as if to re-assure himself they were
still standing, (for the house next to us had
been set fire to & we about to leave it with a
corpse in it to be burnt when in answer to our
untied prayers the flames turned & swept down
Broad St turned the corner burning to our lot on
that St & stopping to commence on another
square) it was the work of a few moments to give
him food & so near fainting was he I held the
wine to his lips as a medicine, prepared a
bath, placed fresh clothes, gown & slippers, then
his boots & uniform sword, pistols &c were hid,
he abed, horse fed, & no help called, least he be
known to be there, a few hours rest & he come
from his room so disguised I scarce knew him
myself, walked out to view the town, strove to
cheer & comfort us & feigning cheerfulness he
left us for his post of duty, no doubt feeling
all was over & his spirit could illy brook what
followed just as his freed spirit winged its
way to rest. We passed through a second raid
at the time of the surrender, half the men
were jet black negro's & roamed o'er the
town all night & yet our house was guarded by
angels (my Boy was then unknown to us in the
spirit land) we were spared much that others
suffered by Yankees & negros entering the house.
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