To me he seemed a hero.
Barkley did about to liberate me from a very unpleasant position.
He soon returned with the canoe, and we crossed the river with the hog.
We worried and tugged with it, and got it to camp just before daylight.
I had a guilty conscience, I assure you.

The hog was cooked, but I did not eat a piece of it.

I felt that I had rather starve, and I believe that it would have choked me to death if I had attempted it.
A short time afterward an old citizen from Maury county visited me.
My father sent me, by him, a silver watch--which I am wearing today-- and eight hundred dollars in old issue Confederate money.

I took two hundred dollars of the money, and had it funded for new issue, 33 1/3 cents discount.

The other six hundred I sent to Vance Thompson, then on duty at Montgomery, with instructions to send it to my brother, Dave Watkins, Uncle Asa Freeman, and J.E.Dixon, all of whom were in Wheeler's cavalry, at some other point--I knew not where.