A mile west of this junction I found my staff and escort halted and enjoying the shade of forest trees on the lawn of a house located several hundred feet back from the road, their horses hitched to the fence along the line of the road.

I, too, stopped and we remained there until the cool of the afternoon, and then rode into Memphis.
The gentleman with whom I had stopped twenty miles from Memphis was a Mr.De Loche, a man loyal to the Union.

He had not pressed me to tarry longer with him because in the early part of my visit a neighbor, a Dr.
Smith, had called and, on being presented to me, backed off the porch as if something had hit him.

Mr.De Loche knew that the rebel General Jackson was in that neighborhood with a detachment of cavalry.

His neighbor was as earnest in the southern cause as was Mr.De Loche in that of the Union.