'Question. When were you shot? 'Answer. After I surrendered.
'Question. How many times were you shot? 'Answer. I was shot but once; but I threw my hand up, and the shot went through my hand and my head.
'Question. Who shot you? 'Answer. A private.
'Question. What did he say? 'Answer. He said, 'G—d d—n you, I will shoot you, old friend.'
'Question. Did you see anybody else shot? 'Answer. Yes, sir; they just called them out like dogs, and shot them down. I reckon they shot about fifty, white and black, right there. They nailed some black sergeants to the logs, and set the logs on fire.
'Question. When did you see that? 'Answer. When I went there in the morning I saw them; they were burning all together.
'Question. Did they kill them before they burned them? 'Answer. No, sir, they nailed them to the logs; drove the nails right through their hands.
'Question. How many did you see in that condition? 'Answer. Some four or five; I saw two white men burned.
'Question. Was there any one else there who saw that? Answer. I reckon there was; I could not tell who.
'Question. When was it that you saw them? 'Answer. I saw them in the morning after the fight; some of them were burned almost in two. I could tell they were white men, because they were whiter than the colored men.