Much uv a fout ?" "Awful big'un.

Biggest 'un sence Buner Vister.

Ole Zollicoffer pitched his whole army onter Kunnel Gerrard's rijimint.

Some other rijiments cum up ter help Kunnel Garrard, an' both sides fit like devis fur three or fur hours, an' the dead jess lay in winrows, an'-- --" The demands of Fortner's unappeased appetite here rose superior to his desire to impart information.

He stopped to munch the last bit of corn-bread and drain his bowl to the bottom.
"Yes," said Aunt Debby, inhospitably disregarding the exhaustion of the provender, and speaking a little more quickly than her wont, "but which side whipt ?" "Our'n, in course," said Fortner, with nettled surprise at the question.
"Our'n, in course.