Her husband, Baz, had a nephew, Simon Peter Tidwell who served as Corporal, Co B, 1st Alabama Cavalry. Prudy knew that the men were following her and passed on by without stopping. There was an immediate stampede. I've got some left, she told him. But powerful little.
Shore is about all thar is left on the place.
She was pulling a pone of cornbread from her bosom, where she had concealed it from the Rebels. Them low-down lousy broots have don druv off the last cow you had and killed and carried off the last hog. Besides, they've stole every lastin' bit of your corn and fodder. Why, them cussed Rebs have poured the last gallon of meal on the place out and cut the last middlin' of meat from the smokehouse and put it in the mealsacks to take it off with them. Prudy was talking fast.