"Where are your sons?" asked Grimm.
"In Jeff Davis' army, to shoot just such thieves as you are."
"How long have they been in Jeff Davis' army?"
"Ever since the war commenced."
"How old is this hen I am picking?"
"I hope she is old enough and tough enough to choke ye to death," said the women, giving the coffee mill a furious rap.
"Your husband must be a very happy man," said Corporal Grimm.
"If he was here, you wouldn't be very happy," she replied, testily.
"No, I am happier with his amiable spouse."