And you need'nt be sceard when you see the sogers, they aint gwine to hurt you, though they do look so savage." Susan gave notice of her intention, and after a season of martyrdom set forward to find Captain Moore's quarters.

She had no difficulty, for Polly was looking out for her, with her pipe in her mouth.

"Come in, child," said she, "and warm yourself; how is your cough?
I stewed some molasses for you, 'gin you come.

We'll go up and see Miss Emmy, presently; she 'spects you." Susan was duly introduced to Mrs.Moore who was at the time sitting in the captain's lap with the baby in hers, and Neptune's forepaws in the baby's.
The captain's temperance principles did not forbid him smoking a good cigar, and at the moment of Susan's entrance, he was in the act of emitting stealthily a cloud of smoke into his wife's face.

After letting the baby fall out of her lap, and taking two or three short breaths with strong symptoms of choking, Mrs.Moore with a husky voice and very red eyes, welcomed Susan, and introduced her to the baby and Neptune, then told Aunt Polly to show her where to put her clothes, and to make her comfortable in every respect.
Aunt Polly did so by baking her a hoe-cake, and broiling a herring, and drawing a cup of strong tea.