I was talking to the old negro woman, when some one came and explained to me that, if I would come farther down the road, I could find a better place.

So I started on foot, and found on the main road a good double-hewed-log house, in one room of which Colonel Poe, Dr.Moore, and others, had started a fire.

I sent back orders to the "plum-bushes" to bring our horses and saddles up to this house, and an orderly to conduct our headquarter wagons to the same place.

In looking around the room, I saw a small box, like a candle-box, marked "Howell Cobb," and, on inquiring of a negro, found that we were at the plantation of General Howell Cobb, of Georgia, one of the leading rebels of the South, then a general in the Southern army, and who had been Secretary of the United States Treasury in Mr.Buchanan's time.

Of course, we confiscated his property, and found it rich in corn, beans, pea-nuts, and sorghum-molasses.