{Footnote 1: “I have endeavored to give an exact description of this singular woman.” Colonel Surry said to me when he read this passage to me: “She will probably be remembered by numbers of persons in both the Federal and Confederate armies. These will tell you that I describe her accurately, using her real name, and will recall the strange prediction which she made, and which I repeat. Was she an epileptic? I do not know. I have certainly never encountered a more curious character!”—EDITOR.}
Such was the personage who greeted us, in a voice of great calmness and sweetness, as we entered. She did not rise from the bed upon which she was lying; but her cordial smile clearly indicated that this did not arise from discourtesy.
“Take seats, gentlemen,” she said, “and please excuse me from getting up. I am a little poorly to-day.”
“Stay where you are, Amanda,” said Mohun, “and do not disturb yourself.”
She looked at him with her dark eyes, and said, in her gentle, friendly voice:—
“You know me, I see, General Mohun.”
“And you me, I see, Amanda.”
“I never saw you before, sir, but—am I mistaken?”
“Not in the least. How did you know me?”
The singular Amanda smiled.