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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 37. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 1.28 (search)
inted so much better than, and the paper was so superior to, the genuine Confederate money it could be detected on sight. It was just as good to play poker with as gold, and our boys brought away with them what Granny Tom Bass called dead oodles of it. We moved out a mile or so and camped on Christmas Eve, and the next morning were sent to press axes from the citizens and cut down a long high trestle across Obion bottom. The men worked like heroes, but with slow effect. About noon Colonel Woodward rode up and asked me how we were getting along. I told him they were losing time, as the trestles were as hard as horn and the axes as dull as froes and had poor handles. I furthermore told him if I could get permission I would divide my squad, put half the men to splitting dry kindling and the other half to building fires on top of the trestle and build a fire at every point where the sills crossed the bents. He thought it a good idea, so we began building the fires. The colonel st