At Cottonwood Point she remembers standing on the bank of the river to "see transpots goin’ south. Done busted through up north here. Fom de steam ob de boats we was uz wet us if we’z a-standin’ in a shower ob rain. Sa many soldiers dat dey wuz all standin aroun de pilot houses. Dey wuz goin’ to Fort Pillar on a hill in Tennessee. Sech a shootin’ as day was when dey turn dem cannons loose. Ize tol dat fur three mile down de river you couldn’t tell if it’s blood or water.
"An ol’ soldier tol’ me how dey capture Vicksburg. Dey put a man on a ol’ skint-up mule an send him to de fort to spy. When he got thar he say he’s a-runnin’ way fom de Yankees. He’s so pitiful lookin’ an’ so naked he couldn’t hide his nakedness: so dey took him in. He stay aroun’ de fort fur three days lookin’ at everthing. He seen how it wuz all fixed. Den one mornin’ he come up missin’ and dey try to git on de track ob him. But it warn’t no use ’cause one mornin’ de man who’d been on de ol’ skint-up mule come back wid sum Yanks an’ took de fort."
"You cud allas hyar de Yankees at Kennett or Hornersville wen day’s aroun’. One day I’ze over to see Melindy and I say: ’Melindy, does you all hyar sompin? Soun’ like de Yankees, look out de winder and see if you sees anything.’
"She say, ’I don’ see nothin’. Dey ain’t no Yankees aroun’ hyar.’
"Well, I jest sit thar ’till I caint stan’ it no more. I gets up and looks out de winder myself. Thar dey come down de road and I knows theys Yanks ’cause I see de blue ob de coats. Pretty soon dey ride up to de house. Dey yell out: ’You all got any Gurrillers aroun’ hyar?’
"Me an’ Melindy stan’ in de doah. I say, ’Melindy you go out dar an tell 'em.’
"Melindy start across de yard when de leader yell, ’I don’ want you! De truf ain’t in your yaller body.’ (Melindy was a mulatto girl) ’Hey! you, you other girl, come hyar!’
"’Yes suh,’ I say an’ walk out de doah in de yard.
"’Got any Gurrillers aroun’ hyar?’, he yell.
"’No suh!’ sez I, ’Taint non aroun’ hyar.’
"’Know Mr. Douglass?’, he say pointin’ his finger to a house ’cross de prairie.
"’Yes suh,’ siz I, ’I knows him wen I sees him.’
"’Wal, thars a collad girl thar ain’t they?’
"’Yes suh, but I don’ go round her no mo. We ain’t speakin’. Reckon I ain’t been on Mr. Douglasses place foah six month. I don’t know nothin’ 'bout it. You all better go see fur youshsevs.’