Oklahoma Writers‘ Project	-‘9.~	~31



	Dat place was about h~f~~ile from de wagon depot at Honey Springs, and. a little east of it. We can hear de guns going all day, and. along in de evening here come de South side making for a g~t,~way. Dey come riding and running by whar we is, and it dontt make no difference how much de head men hollers at ~em dey cantt make dat bunch slow up and stop.

	After while here come de Yankees, right. after tem, and dey goes on into Honey Springs and pretty soon we see de blaze whar dey is burning de wagon depot and de houses. .

	De next morning we goes back to de house and find de so1~t1ers ain‘t hurt nothing much. De hogs is whar dey is in de pen and de chickens come cackling tround too. Dem soldiers going so fast dey didn‘t have no time to stop and take nothing, I reckon.

	Den long come lots of de Yankee soldiers going back to de North, and dey looks purty wore out, but dey is laughing and joshing and going on.

	Old Master pack up de wagon wid everything he can carry den, and we strike out down de big road to git out de way of any more war, is dey going be any,

	Dat old Texas road jest crowded wid. wagons! Everybody doing de same thihg we is, and de rains done made de road so mudd~y and de soldiers done tromp up de mud. so bad dat de wagons git stuck all de time.

	De people all moving along in bunches, and eve~7~.little while one bunch of wagons come up wid another bunch all stuck in de mud, and. dey put all de hosses and mules on together and pul.l em out, and den dey go on together awhile.

	At night dey camp, and de women and what few niggers dey is have to .git de supper in de big pots, and de men so tired dey eat everything up from
de women and. de niggers, purty nigh.