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Page 177 - For all the Athenians, and strangers which were there, spent their time in nothing else, but either to tell or to hear some new thing.
Page 419 - bout it the mo' skeered I was. I put my hand up to see whether my hat was on my head, and I found my hair was standin' straight up and had carried my hat with it. Jus' then some steam came aroun' me so hot it scorched my face, and I throwed my fiddle down and ran. If I could have stood it to stay in the churchyard an hour or two longer I could have played anything. Yes, indeedy! But if I'd kep' on very likely I'd have died of fright. The closer I got to home the mo...
Page 122 - When the cellar became too stifling, she and a friend climbed to the attic. Although bullets were "raining on the roof," they opened the shutters and looked east. "On all the distant hills around were the blue uniforms and shining bayonets of our men," she said, "and I thought it was the prettiest sight I ever saw in my life. Yes, there were our men, advancing cautiously, driven back again and again, but persistently returning and pushing nearer. My! it was lovely, and I felt so glad to think that...
Page 418 - Dixie" and kep' at it till I could play that tolerable good, too, but I'd miss some notes. Then I heard a noise, and I begun to feel kind o' jubous. However, I paid no attention to it. I played away harder than ever — tweeny, tweeny, twang! — so as not to git skeered, and I says to myself, "I won't let no ghos'es bother me.
Page 179 - Some of the wounded lay in the pews, and some lay on the floor with knapsacks under their heads, and there were very few persons to do anything for the poor fellows. Everywhere was blood, and on all sides we heard groans and cries and prayers. I knelt by the first wounded man inside of the door and asked, "What can I do for you?
Page 189 - I did n't know what might happen to me. Up in the kitchen was a sick officer, and he wanted the women to come up out of the cellar to take care of him and do some cooking, and he promised they should be well treated. Mr. Hankey says to him, "Would you see a colored person protected if she was to help with the work here?
Page 121 - Some of those still huddled in the Kretzer cellar were on the edge of hysteria. "A number of babies were there," Theresa Kretzer remembered, "and several dogs, and every time the firing began extra hard the babies would cry and the dogs would bark.
Page 188 - em load their guns — clicky-click, and push 'em out the windows and fire. We didn't know what they was goin' to do with us." Later on, she, too, was called on to cook for a sick Confederate officer, after a white resident had secured a promise of protection. Her fear of Confederate abduction was then compounded by complete fatigue. "We stayed up all night doin...