"If he is a Yankee spy he shall be shot."
"I have seen him before. I know that he is a Yankee spy."
IF HE IS A YANKEE SPY I'LL HAVE HIM SHOT.
"A Yankee spy!" "A Yankee spy!" "Shoot him!" "Hang the d—d son of a b—h!" cried out the soldiers, rushing up to get a sight of me.
"Where do you belong?" inquired the Colonel.
"My home is in Osceola, Mississippi County, Arkansas; but I am from Memphis now."
"What are you doing here?"