“The last I seen was her hand still raisd still waving after wagon & all was out of sight Oh it was the last I seen of her that little hand afterwards I would say to myself I could have gone with them as far as the foot of the hill & seen her that much longer I could have gone as far as the river mouth & footed it back by dark But however far I finaly would have come to wher I would have to stand and see them go on that hand a waving God bless her I never knowd what become of her I will never see her in this world again”

—Andy Catlett