long with us; and once in the woods in the night, it would have been next
to impossible to find us again.

As it was we made no attempt to escape, but went back and slept until
daylight. After breakfast that morning we again saddled up and started for
Franklin, which place we reached about ten o'clock, and were then turned
over to another guard, who were made up of some of the best citizens of
that beautiful village. I have none but pleasant recollections of
Franklin, and would like to visit the place again under the changed
condition of things.

CHAPTER XIX.

A HOSPITABLE HOST--FRANKLIN JAIL--CHARITABLE WOMEN--A THOUGHTFUL, MOTHERLY
GIFT--A GENEROUS GUARD--ASHVILLE JAIL--ATTEMPT TO BREAK OUT.

Upon our arrival at Franklin we were taken to the jail, but before we were
locked up, Doctor Moore, of the village, invited us to his house to
dinner, and upon his agreeing to be responsible for our safe return, we
were allowed to go with him unattended by any guard. Although no promise
had been exacted from us not to escape, we would not have attempted to
leave, had an outlet presented itself. We would have considered it a base
betrayal of his confidence, as much so as the violation of a parole, to
have taken advantage of so kind and generous a host. We were received at
his house with all the cordiality of distinguished guests, and nothing was
said or done, by any member of the family, that could be construed into a
hint that we were other than welcome visitors.

Dr. Moore was an ardent supporter of the Confederacy, but was too much of
a gentleman to allude to any thing during our visit, that would be
offensive to our ears. Books and papers were on the parlor table,
photographs of the family and friends were shown us; a stereoscope was
also on the table, supplied with views of scenes both in the North and
South. I was looking at some of the views, when I, without knowing what it
was, put one into the stereoscope and looking at it, almost imagined that
I was in New York. It was a view of Broadway from the Battery up. Oh! how
this picture reminded me of home. It seemed as though I could call a stage
by raising my hand. I looked at it long and earnestly, so long that I
almost forgot my surroundings, forgot everything, and was again among
friends at home.

Altogether, we passed a very pleasant afternoon with the genial doctor and
his interesting family.

As we were leaving, Mrs. Moore and a neighbor, Mrs. Siler, havin