The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1884-07-17

We were obliged to make q wide CIR.
cult ID order to keep outside the picket
lines, for if we had once gotten inside OF
them we would not have been allowed to
come out again. There was no road, so
we had to find our way through woods
and hollows, after retracing our steps.
Whenever ne came, in sight of q picket
station we were halted, catechised and
oyerhauled. underwent six of these
detentions during the day. Once when
number of negro soldiers had been
nursing and romping with my baby,
found that his shoe was gone, and from
that time his chief occupation was in
kicking off his stocking.
Aitermany worries and detentlons we at
last emerged from the woods into our
homeward road, but the last beams OF
the setting sun as they shot down the
long, dusty tracks, reminded me that the
day was done, and we were just six miles
from Memphis. We pushed on for six
miles more, but our team was jaded, we
had eaten nothing all day, and the air
growing chill We determined to seek 9
shelter for the night. But where should
We stop? KNEW that the country was
infested by robbers and desperate char.
aeters of every kind, and l remembered
with horror our encounter with the
drunkard.
I would say to myself, 81 will certainly
stop at the next place." but as I ap.
proached it my courage would fail, and
/ would decide to drive on little further.
At last the old man grew 80 tired and
sleepy that he began to demonstrate, and
seeing a light about quarter of a mile
away in the woods I ordered him to make
for it. In response to our application
we were told that we could not be &C.
commodated, so We had to find the main
road and take up our weary journey
again. After going what seemed to US
for hours, we drew up in front OF little
white house, and in response to our "hal-
To-" woman's voice said, "Who's
there ?" I shall never hear sweeter
voice than that woman's! All my fears
were gone in a moment, and / walked
into the house perfectly confident that I
should receive care and protection, and
I certainly did need it.. I mad sat all
day long in one position, on hard box,
with heavy baby in my arms, who, at
every jolt Of the wagon, pounded me as
though I had been in mortar. could
not sit up for a moment longer, but went
Isupperless to bed, while two sweet girls
(shall I ever forget them y took charge
| of the child.
THREATENED WITH DEATH.
The dawn of day saw US on the road
again, but good nights rest and the
| consciousness that this was to be our last
day renewed our courage and We plodded
| on very cheerfully. The sun was setting
as we passsd through Mount Pleasant,
but ne determined if possible to reach
home that night. We were hardly out
of sight of the town when I saw two men
approaching on horseback. l thought
| they were romping, as every little while
| they would come together and hat
would be knocked off in the struggle.
But I was soon undeceived. One Of
them was our old friend, the drunkard,
and the other q young man wild with
drink and fourishing huge army pistol.
| They rode up to us and cried halt! The
latter demanded whiskey, and few into
a rage when my driver told him We had
none. His companion, however, who
was sober, gave me reassuring nod, and
succeeded in enticiDg him away. We
had gone but few steps when again the
CRY rang out shalt p I told the driver
| to 20 on, but in an instant the man was
at my side, and placing his pistol against
my temple threatened to blow my brains
out. I knew the pistol was loaded and
cooked, and felt the cold steel as it was
dragged across my forehead by his un.
steady hand, but l lifted up my heart in
prayer to God, and with perfect calmness
was enabled to soothe him. When Dis
paroxysm was over his friend took him
away, and we were soon out of his reach
+ We now had before us the most tire
some part of the journey. The road lay
over long steep, badly washed hills, and
our progress was very slow. thought
it must be midnight when we arrived al
the little settlement called Hudsonville
The night had grown so cold and We
were 80 exhausted that we determined Il
go no further, but applied for admission
at farm house some distance from the
road. We were told by the inmates tha
they could give us no provender for the
mules, and rather than have the poo
things suffer we determined to push or
for home.