Well, they came an’ tol’ our boss that Sherman’s soldiers were coming’ and we’d better hide all our food and valuable things, for they’d take everything they wanted. So we “hoped” our Massy hide the tings. They dug holes and buried the potatoes and covered them with cotton seed and all that. Then our ma say give dem food and thanked them for their kindness and he set out wid two of the girls to tote them to safety, but before he got back after the missus the Yanks were on us.
Our missus had od[TR:?] led us together and told us what to say. “Now you beg for me. If they ask you whether I’ve been good to you, you tell ’em ‘yes’. If they ask you if we give you meat, you say ‘yes’.” Now de res’ didn’t git any meat, but I did, ’cause I worked in the house. So I didn’t tell a lie, for I did git meat.
So we begged, an’ we say, “Our missus is good. Don’t you kill her. Don’t you take our meat away from us. Don’t you hurt her. Don’t you burn her house down.” So they burned the stable and some of the other buildings, but they did not burn the house nor hurt us any. We saw the rest of the Yanks comin’. They never stopped for nothin’. Their horses would jump the worn rail fences and they come ‘cross fields ‘n everything. They bound our missus upstairs so she couldn’t get away, then they came to the sheds and we begged and begged for her. Then they loosed her, but they took some of us for refugees and some of the slaves went off with them of their own will. They took all the things that were buried all the hams and everything they wanted. But they did not burn the house and our missus was saved.