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1892-12-28 Page 2

After a very early breakfast and by sunrise the livery man drove up to the door. As I walked out of the house Cousin Tom Place placed in my hand a six shooter. I declined to take it, but he said, "Cousin, you are going on a dangerous mission, and you had better take it." So I slipped it into my outside pocket. *** When we reached 25 miles off Mr. Couch suggested that we should stop at a Justice of the Peace's residence, and get a writ of replevin and a constable to serve it if necessary. The Justice said, "There is no constable near here." "Well, I said, appoint your youngest son to act pro tem., and he did so. The boy got out his horse and buggy and led the way to Moore's Mill, as he knew the place.
On reaching a creek bottom Mr. Couch said, "General, I had better not go with you as those people know me and my presence will arouse their suspicions. So I got into the boy's uncovered buggy and we drove off to Moore's Mill, some two miles off. On entering the house the boy said, "This is Mr. Moore, pointing out a big rough looking man. I said, "Mr. Moore, on passing through your country I have heard that you have the album of Jeff Davis, the secession leader of the South who tried to destroy the liberties of our country; and would like to buy it as I understand you have offered to sell it. 
"Oh, he replied, it is my son there, pointing to another man who sat on the other side of the table with a woman and two little children by her side. They had not finished eating their meal. "Well, Mr. Moore, I continued, I would like to get the old traitor's album, if you wish to part with it. He got up, walked into an adjoining

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After a very early breakfast and by sunrise the livery man drove up to the door. As I walked out of the house Cousin Tom Place placed in my hand a six shooter. I declined to take it, but he said, "Cousin, you are going on a dangerous mission, and you had better take it." So I slipped it into my outside pocket. *** When we reached 25 miles off Mr. Couch suggested that we should stop at a Justice of the Peace's residence, and get a writ of replevin and a constable to serve it if necessary. The Justice said, "There is no constable near here." "Well, I said, appoint your youngest son to act pro tem., and he did so. The boy got out his horse and buggy and led the way to Moore's Mill, as he knew the place. On reaching a creek bottom Mr. Couch said, "General, I had better not go with you as those people know me and my presence will arouse their suspicions. So I got into the boy's uncovered buggy and we drove off to Moore's Mill, some two miles off. On entering the house the boy said, "This is Mr. Moore, pointing out a big rough looking man. I said, "Mr. Moore, on passing through your country I have heard that you have the album of Jeff Davis, the secession leader of the South who tried to destroy the liberties of our country; and would like to buy it as I understand you have offered to sell it. "Oh, he replied, it is my son there, pointing to another man who sat on the other side of the table with a woman and two little children by her side. They had not finished eating their meal. "Well, Mr. Moore, I continued, I would like to get the old traitor's album, if you wish to part with it. He got up, walked into an adjoining