"Here, Joe Burnap!" "What d' yer want ?" replied the proprietor of the house, who was as completely "demoralized" by the scene as the rebel soldier himself.
"Put your hand into this man's pocket, and take out his pistol.

If he resists, I'll punch him with this," added Tom, demonstrating the movement by a few vigorous thrusts with the bayonet.
With some hesitation Joe took a revolver from the pocket of the soldier, and handed it to Tom.
"Examine all his pockets.

Take out everything he has in them," added Tom, cocking the revolver, and pointing it at the head of the prisoner.
Joe took from the pockets of the rebel a quantity of pistol cartridges, a knife, some letters, and a wallet.
"Who's this fur ?" asked Joe, as he proceeded to open the wallet, and take therefrom a roll of Confederate "shin-plasters." "Give it back to him." "But this is money." "Money!" sneered Tom.

"A northern beggar wouldn't thank you for all he could carry of it.

Give it back to him, and every thing else except the cartridges." Joe reluctantly restored the wallet, the letters, and the knife, to the pockets from which he had taken them.