I didn't want anyone to recognize the smell. The soldiers always seems to be happy. Bostwick and I then had to a major and my nae convinced him that I wasn't an enemy. I regret giving him my real name. What if someone recognizes my name? Bostwick and I were then swarmed in. As the rebels and I were marching, I had met a slave named Leemon Jones. We talked for a little, and he left to go work on his owners plantation. The rebels and I were then informed that we were going to battle. A sergeant had came up to me and told me I was too young to fight. I then had to be horse holder. I was happy with this since it meant I didn't have to fire at my fellow soldiers. After the rebels lost, we went back to camp. I had helped Fields because he got shot in the shoulder. As I was sitting down at the the camp, a sergeant came up to me. He informed me that Bostwick was dead, and that Fields had drank out of Bostwicks canteen thinking it contained whiskey inside. Instead, the rebel tasted Union coffee, and accused me of being a Yankee. Me heart stopped pounding, and I didn't know how to respond. Heifer had then came to the rescue and defended
I didn't want anyone to recognize the smell. The soldiers always seems to be happy. Bostwick and I then had to a major and my nae convinced him that I wasn't an enemy. I regret giving him my real name. What if someone recognizes my name? Bostwick and I were then swarmed in. As the rebels and I were marching, I had met a slave named Leemon Jones. We talked for a little, and he left to go work on his owners plantation. The rebels and I were then informed that we were going to battle. A sergeant had came up to me and told me I was too young to fight. I then had to be horse holder. I was happy with this since it meant I didn't have to fire at my fellow soldiers. After the rebels lost, we went back to camp. I had helped Fields because he got shot in the shoulder. As I was sitting down at the the camp, a sergeant came up to me. He informed me that Bostwick was dead, and that Fields had drank out of Bostwicks canteen thinking it contained whiskey inside. Instead, the rebel tasted Union coffee, and accused me of being a Yankee. Me heart stopped pounding, and I didn't know how to respond. Heifer had then came to the rescue and defended