In keeping my eyes to the front watching the light, we came to an open
field on the right. On the left of the road was a dense forest. I noted
some one crossing the light and heard some one screaming and hollering
like negroes carousing. Presently the same person recrossed and I
thought there must be some Federals about there and we stopped to
consult. I concluded that I would take it afoot and reconnoiter while my
escort would enter the woods where we stood and wait for me until I
returned. I took the darker side of the road along the woods until I
arrived close to the premises, and I circumvented the place. I noted a
double pen log house with a large chimney at one end and a rousing
lightwood fire in it. A step over fence about five rails high surrounded
the yard in which stood a very large oak tree, the limbs of which hung
low, a little above a man's head. To those limbs were hitched three
splendid horses. In the house were three Federals, enjoying their
surroundings. The house had a front and back entrance and the fire in
the chimney cast its light some distance, front and rear, around the
premises. I hurried back to my comrades and made my report as above,
and I suggested a line of action as follows: We will leave our horses on
the road side, about two hundred yards this side the house. One of us
will enter the back side as I enter the front, and one of you follow me;
Are you willing. If you do as I say we will capture those fellows
without firing a shot. The youngest of the escort was a young man of
about 19 years; the other was 21 years old. The younger said, General
Beauford told us to obey your orders, and I am ready to do what you tell
me to do. I said, Bravo, my boy. The other one was silent, I remarked,
what do you say? He tried to answer but his teeth chattered and he was
trembling so he could hardly speak. I said, What is the matter with you,
are you scared? He said, No, I am excited. You must compose yourself. If
you follow my advice and do exactly what I say and we will capture those
fellows without firing a gun, but there must be no wobble, or they may
turn the joke on us. I told the youngest to hold his gun ready for use
and to make a detour around the house and face the back entrance, and I
would give him time to get in position, and as I enter the front door he
must enter the back door, and we must get the drop on them, otherwise
they might get it on us. I told the other fellow to follow me and do as
I do and not to fire unless I do. I carried a couple of colts pistols.
As we entered the negro women and the men were sitting on benches before
the fire, when I exclaimed, surrender! in the meantime covering them
with my pistols and the guns of my comrades. They jumped as if lightning
has struck them. "Unbuckle your weapons or you are dead men; be quick
about it." My orders were executed with alacrity and we marched them out
of the house. In the far end of the house I spied a plow line hanging
from a nail in the wall. I appropriated the same and we unhitched the
horses and walked to where ours were. Not a word was spoken by either of
us. The horses were brought forward and the prisoners mounted. The plow
line served to pinion their legs under the animals below. All this was
done as quickly as possible. When the prisoners realized that we were
but three, one of them commenced being obtrusive and talking loud and
abusive. I cautioned him and his comrades that unless they moved along
quietly and not talk above a whisper we would be compelled to leave them
by the roadside, for some one, unknown to us, to bury them. My
admonition had a good effect, and our cavalcade advanced in a lope, one
leading the horses, the prisoners were riding by the bridle reins, and
I and the other man closing up the rear. I was fearful of meeting some
of their scouting parties, of which General Beaufort advised me of on
our departure, but it seemed that they were in some other direction from
us, for we noted the firmament in every direction lit up by an aurora
borealis from the burning houses those miscreants set afire. When
arriving close to our pickets we halted. I sent one of my escort in
advance to announce our arrival so as not to be fired into, as it was
only day break and still too dark to be recognized. I rode at once to
General Beaufort's headquarters to report. He was still in bed; the
guard admitted me. He said, I thought you were on your way to Selma. I
said, General, I met with an accident and came back. An accident said
he! So I stated that accidentally I captured three Federals and got me a
horse at my first opportunity. He got up and dressed, had the prisoners
brought before him and commenced questioning them but they were very
reticent and evaded many of his questions. General Beaufort was very
anxious to find out the strength of his adversary in his immediate front
and their destination. I suggested that I change my clothing for the
uniform of one of the prisoners who was my size, and ride in their line.
He said, That is a very dangerous business; if you are trapped they
will hang you. I said, I am in for the war; life as it is is not worth
much, I'll take the chances. So that night after midnight I passed again
our videttes, in company with two escorts who accompanied me for company
sake for a few miles, when they returned to camp and I went it alone.
After passing the cottage of the old lady where we sought information,
the previous night, I put my horse at full speed and passed the negro
quarters. No one was astir and I continued my course for about three
miles when I saw some obstruction in the road on the brow of the hill.
Halt, was the command. I halted, at within about seventy-five yards. Who
comes. A friend. Seeing that I was alone I was asked to advance. As I
approached I noted that there was a rail fence across the road, behind
which were two sentinels, their muskets pointing at me. I remarked as I
crossed the fence, Didn't I have a race; those four rebels run me clean
to nearly where I am. My horse was steaming wet. I said, You see that
fire yonder; we set the gin house afire when the rebels came up and gave
me a hot chase. The sentinels were all excitement and kept their eyes to
the front. I had dismounted and placed myself in line with them. I could
have killed them both but that was not my object. Finally, seeing no
one coming, I said they must have gone back. I mounted my steed and
slowly rode up, in a walk, where I saw what I thought was the main camp,
but it was only what was known as the grand guard of about a half a
regiment of cavalry. Taking in the surroundings at a glance I noted the
horses hitched in the corners of the fence along the road and the men
some lying, some sitting on improvised seats around their camp fire. I
at once rode to an empty corner in the fence and hitched my horse and
walked to a fire where most of the men were lying down, seemingly
sleeping. There lay one empty blanket on the ground and I laid myself
down on it, facing the fire, which felt pretty good, for I was chilled,
the night being cold. As I pretended to take a nap some fellow gave me a
hunch with his foot, saying, Hello comrade, you are lying on my blanket.
I grunted a little and turned some further when he pulled the blanket
from under me. This seemingly roused me, and I was wide awake. I
stretched out my arms as if I were yawning, addressing myself to the men
next to me, "This is a terrible life to lead. Where are we going? To
Savannah. I heard some say Savannah. That is in Georgia, a long ways
from here; I am afraid some of us will never get there; I heard that
there is an army of fifteen thousand rebels ahead of us within fifteen
miles of here." He answered, That would not amount to much with what we
have. I thought I would stretch as far as I could reasonably do so, for
General Beauford's force was only 1,500 strong. You say that would not
amount to much with what we have to oppose them? He said Wilson's Corps
amounts to nearly 25,000. O, not that much. He commenced to enumerate
different regiments, the number of cannon, etc., etc. All at once I
heard the bugle blast "Call to Horse," and everything was active. What's
the matter I said, seeing everybody catching their horses? He answered,
Did you not get three days rations? I said, Yes. Well we are going to
advance. I run to my horse and mounted. I felt that I had to advise
General Beauford of this move, and not to pass the picket post that I
did coming in I took down the railroad track which run parallel the
wagon road some distance, but to my surprise there was a vidette post
there of two sentinels. They halted me, saying, You can't pass. I
remarked that they will be relieved in a few minutes, that our forces
are advancing. There being a nice spring of water in sight, just to the
left of the road I wanted to fill my canteen full of water. The road
being very dusty I suggested that I would fill theirs if they wished me
to in the meantime. I'll be back in a few seconds. So they handed me
their canteens and I put the spurs to my horse. Further on I turned to
the left into the wagon road and post haste and at full gallop rode into
our camp, which was twelve miles ahead of me. The cap which I had
borrowed from one of our prisoners was a little too big for my head and
in my haste to reach camp blew off. I did not stop to pick it up, but
reached camp in about three quarters of an hour. It still being a little
before day a bullet passed me in close proximity and I knew that I was
close to our lines. I stopped and held up both hands. The bad
marksmanship of the sentinel saved me from being shot. I at once rode up
to the General's quarters, was admitted by the sentinel and made my
report. He was still in bed, but he got up and ordered two companies of
Col. Armistead's Regiment to the front and deployed into a skirmish
line. In less than an hour we heard the firing. All the forces were
astir, and we withdrew towards West Point, Georgia, thus giving the
enemy the right of way. The General asked me if I held any commission. I
said, Yes, high private in the rear ranks. Well, I'll see that you will
be promoted when I make my report to the war department. I need a
hundred men just like you.