firing, to reload and be secure from flying shot and shell. I picked
up a couple of cannon-balls about the size of a small tea-cup, of
which a peck is used for a load. An officer told me that he saw
twenty-five rebels killed with one discharge of these balls. O, what
slaughter of human life!

Government provided a physician and dispensary for the freed people.
Their hospital was a tent, like the majority of the regimental
hospitals in the army. The first tent I visited was occupied by an
aged pair, with two grown children, who appeared quite intelligent.
Hard treatment and cruel separations had filled the greater portion of
their lives. As I was making remarks on the wickedness of slavery,
said the old man, with tearful eyes, "Please stop till I bring in my
daughter and family from the next tent." They soon entered. "Please
go on," said the father. While tears were coursing down the old man's
furrowed cheeks, in undertone he ejaculated, "O Lord, I did not expect
to live to see this day."

At the close of my remarks he arose to his feet, and in the most
pathetic manner addressed his family as follows:

"My wife and children, have you thought we should ever see this? I
fear we are not thankful enough to God. Do we prize this precious
privilege as we ought? That dear wife was sold from me nearly twenty
years ago; soon after my children were sold, and I thought my heart
was broke. They punished me because I grieved so much, and then sold
me to be taken another way. O, how I prayed for death to hide me from
my troubles, for I thought none could see as much as I did. Many
gloomy nights and days of sorrow I spent. I could hear no word from my
wife, and nothing from my children. My master told me I should never