On the eighth day after the surrender, a lovely Sunday morning, we were marched out of the fort on pretence of sending us to Louisiana; according to the articles of surrender, and we were in high spirits at the prospect.
"But I noticed that we were surrounded by a double row of soldiers, and that made me suspicious.

In a few moments, Fannin was marched into the centre, and told to sit down on a low stool.

He felt that his hour had come.

He took his watch and his purse, and gave them to some poor woman who stood outside lamenting and praying for the poor Americans.

I shall never forget the calmness and brightness of his face.