Green Rieves carried the poor boy off on his shoulder, and, after wrapping him up in a blanket, buried him.

His bones are at Jonesboro today.

The cannon ball did not go twenty yards after accomplishing its work of death.

Captain Flournoy laughed at me, and said, "Sam, that came very near getting you.

One-tenth of an inch more would have cooked your goose." I saw another man try to stop one of those balls that was just rolling along on the ground.