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them was heart-breakin‘ times. The first tii~ht we was in camp, my mammy got to thinking about Mother Hulsie arid how she was left all alone with all the work, and riot a soul to help her. The blue coats had go~ie through the house and upset everything, so i~i the mor~iing she asked the captaiti if she could ask just one thing of him, and that was that she and my uncle go back to Mother Hulsie just for the day, and help put everything away arid do the washing. The captain said they cour go, but they must be back by five otolock, and not one nigger child could go along, so they went back for the day and mammy did all the washing, every rag that she could find, and my uncle chopped arid stacked outside the house, all the wood that he could chop that day, and then they came back to cemp. My me4~îimy said she‘d never forget Mother Hulsie wrthgirag her hands atid crying, ‘Oh L*~wd, what will I do,‘ as they went dowri the land.“