. Sparks from the camp fire : thrilling stories of heroism, adventure, daring and sufferng . of his deer-skin bullet pouch. Hellow, thar, said he on nearing us, who are you ? Federal troops, sir, answered the captain. Well, I reckond so the moment I sot my eyes onthem thar blue coats of yourn. Whar you goin ? Down to the ferry, sir. Come along, then; old Richmonds the very man youare huntin for, eh ? Yes; are you Richmond ? *il reckn I am. They tell me you are a true Union man, Mr. Rich-mond ? Well, I reckn thar aint ary better one in these moun-tains than old Sam Richmond, unless it be my boy
. Sparks from the camp fire : thrilling stories of heroism, adventure, daring and sufferng . of his deer-skin bullet pouch. Hellow, thar, said he on nearing us, who are you ? Federal troops, sir, answered the captain. Well, I reckond so the moment I sot my eyes onthem thar blue coats of yourn. Whar you goin ? Down to the ferry, sir. Come along, then; old Richmonds the very man youare huntin for, eh ? Yes; are you Richmond ? *il reckn I am. They tell me you are a true Union man, Mr. Rich-mond ? Well, I reckn thar aint ary better one in these moun-tains than old Sam Richmond, unless it be my boy Bill,Devil Bill; youve hearn of him up thar at Raleigh , I reckn? Oh yes, said the captain. Lead on, Mr. Richmond.** The old man took the trail down the mountain, fol-lowed by the captain and his men. They shortly cameto the cleared field through which the path led down tothe Richmond House. As they approached the oldmans dwelling, a young lady, of apparently two scoreseasons, came out to meet them; the old man, in his offhand, rude way, said, Well, Sallie, heres Capt. Warner S^ M«. PUBLTPTi •f^^V A9^ SALLTE RICHMOND AND DEVIL BILL, 167 and some troops, come down to the ferry on business;the captain is tired and hungry; get ns some supper, formore than likely tharll be something for us to do, soon,eh, captain? Yes, if our scouts drive down that party of scoundrelsupon Blue Stone, they will come here to cross, and wemust be on the lookout for them, and assist them incrossing a much darker stream than New River. Thats it, said the old man; come in, captain. Sallie speedily spread the cloth and set the table,then turning to Captain Warner, she said, Set up, cap-tain, supper is ready; we boarded Gen. Floyd four weekslast fall, and he sat in that same chair and at that sametable, day after day; we are glad to change waited on the table, and then, attracted by somenoise, went to the door, Some one over thar, she said, pointing towards theriver; hollered twice,
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