Author: Sue F. Dromgoole Mooney

Publisher: Rarebooksclub.com

Published: 2013-09

Total Pages: 76

ISBN-13: 9781230077925

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1903 edition. Excerpt: ... this new reign of terror was this. In the absence of most of the Federal force on a foraging expedition, the Southern cavalry had dashed in and captured men, munitions, provisions, and all the belongings. Retaliation, the usual recourse, was had, and that of an unusually severe sort. It seems to me that the fullness of time has come when brave men, fighting, as they claim, in a good cause, should scorn a measure of this sort, where only the defenseless are the sufferers. I thought I should never sleep again. Thought, an anxious pilgrim, ever turned to Tennessee. Most painfully did I ponder the problem: "How shall I get back?" CHAPTER XXVI. Back To Tennessee. I Had State money, Tennessee and South Carolina, and besides this some silver and gold, probably fifty or sixty dollars. This I was afraid to spend, not knowing what darker days were ahead. I have been sorry that I did not spend it, for at the last it was stolen. I had only one thing I could convert into greenbacks--a piece of sole leather, for which I received a good price, but not enough to begin a hazardous journey upon. However, it would take me to Pulaski, and I would go there if not to Murfreesboro, if I could buy a ticket without taking the oath, and if I could get seats in the car, the road being held and run by the military. After an especially sleepless night, I arose unrefreshed the next morning, and was on my way to the dining room when I was startled by the sound of a familiar voice. Imagine my surprise, on entering the room, to be greeted by Rev. John A. Edmondson. The delight was not unmixed, for I found him in blue, rather than in gray. He saw my hesitation, and said in his old, frank way: "I know how you feel, but you have no better friend." After...

Download or read book My Moving Tent written by Sue F. Dromgoole Mooney and published by Rarebooksclub.com. This book was released on 2013-09 with total page 76 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1903 edition. Excerpt: ... this new reign of terror was this. In the absence of most of the Federal force on a foraging expedition, the Southern cavalry had dashed in and captured men, munitions, provisions, and all the belongings. Retaliation, the usual recourse, was had, and that of an unusually severe sort. It seems to me that the fullness of time has come when brave men, fighting, as they claim, in a good cause, should scorn a measure of this sort, where only the defenseless are the sufferers. I thought I should never sleep again. Thought, an anxious pilgrim, ever turned to Tennessee. Most painfully did I ponder the problem: "How shall I get back?" CHAPTER XXVI. Back To Tennessee. I Had State money, Tennessee and South Carolina, and besides this some silver and gold, probably fifty or sixty dollars. This I was afraid to spend, not knowing what darker days were ahead. I have been sorry that I did not spend it, for at the last it was stolen. I had only one thing I could convert into greenbacks--a piece of sole leather, for which I received a good price, but not enough to begin a hazardous journey upon. However, it would take me to Pulaski, and I would go there if not to Murfreesboro, if I could buy a ticket without taking the oath, and if I could get seats in the car, the road being held and run by the military. After an especially sleepless night, I arose unrefreshed the next morning, and was on my way to the dining room when I was startled by the sound of a familiar voice. Imagine my surprise, on entering the room, to be greeted by Rev. John A. Edmondson. The delight was not unmixed, for I found him in blue, rather than in gray. He saw my hesitation, and said in his old, frank way: "I know how you feel, but you have no better friend." After...