Deydone sont an tuck us, kase us wuz de fo bigges
an strongeshans at Tara. Burr, and the girls should come with her.
OHara is looking after Twelve Oaks as well as Tara.
The lawn was covered with prostrate men, too tired to walk farther,too weak from
wounds to move. No air moved and the flaring pineknots the negroes held made the air
hotter.
Though Godknows the river was close enough, only
seven miles away!
Wilkes drew rein with asmile of pleasure and,
dismounting, came toward her. The lawn was covered with prostrate men, too tired to
walk farther,too weak from wounds to move.
Will you kindly turn the horse around, Captain
Butler? Butsearch though she might, she saw no sign of John Wilkes.
Theresult is that you are unendurably
uppity.
And every retreat wasbringing the Yankees closer to
the town. Thats the only reason weredigging more entrenchments.
Cose, Mis Gerald might nigh had a fit wen dey tuck
me, an hesay he kain run de place widout me. So weve been impressingthe strongest
bucks in the countryside for the work.
Us is ter dig de ditchesfer de wite gempmums ter
hide in wen de Yankees comes.
Then in superstitious terror she crossed herself
and tried to say aprayer.
Its no trip for a woman in adelicate
condition.
The crowd cheered the troops as they would have
cheered them invictory.
These men hoped toequip themselves from killed and
captured Yankees.
No running up and down stairs to cellars. Yes, she
had promised Ashley she wouldlook out for Melanie. The Yankees will never take this
place, Mam.
Ive sent India and Honey to Macon to stay with the
Burrs and Mr.
Your mother and father andthe girls are well and
they sent you their love.
And now your promise reaches out and clutchesme!
Moreover, no one knowsjust where the Yankees are now, but they are all over
everywhere.
And now that hes probably dead you are cherishing
itto your heart.
Many oftheir number had traded easy living for hard
death. Three years of apologizing, of explaining whythey were not at the front was
behind them now.
Heturned the horses head and they started back
toward Five Points. I live right down Peachtree Street, down there in almost thelast
house at the end of town. Generally they aretelling the truth, God help them. Then
in superstitious terror she crossed herself and tried to say aprayer.
The lawn was covered with prostrate men, too tired
to walk farther,too weak from wounds to move.