She spoke when she was alongside the cart and says, 'Can you drive me on to the Barony ?' and it came to me it was the same woman I'd seen leave the stage.

When I got down to help her into the cart I saw she was toting a child in her arms." "What did the woman look like, Bob ?" said Crenshaw.
"She wa'n't exactly old and she wa'n't young by no manner of means; I remember saying to myself, that child ain't yo's, whose ever it is.
Well, sir, I was willing enough to talk, but she wa'n't, she hardly spoke until we came to the red gate, when she says, 'Stop, if you please, I'll walk the rest of the way.' Mind you, she'd known without a word from me we were at the Barony.

She give me a dollar, and the last I seen of her she was hurrying through the rain toting the child in her arms." Mr.Crenshaw took up the narrative.
"The niggers say the old general almost had a fit when he saw her.
Aunt Alsidia let her into the house; I reckon if Joe had been alive she wouldn't have got inside that door, spite of the night!" "Well ?" said Bladen.
"When morning come she was gone, but the child done stayed behind; we always reckoned the lady walked back to Fayetteville sometime befo' day and took the stage.

I've heard Aunt Alsidia tell as how the old general said that morning, pale and shaking like, 'You'll find a boy asleep in the red room; he's to be fed and cared fo', but keep him out of my sight.

His name is Hannibal Wayne Hazard.' That is all the general ever said on the matter.