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Woodville News

Miss Mattie Hector

Mr. and Mrs. Winston Slbert and Bucky of Takoma Park, Md., Mr. and Mrs. George Sibert of Camden, N. J. were weekend guests of Mr. and Mrs. Amos Butler. Sunday evening guests of Miss Nellie Johnson were Mr. and Mrs. Jim Press Quaintance, Mrs. C. C. Carder and Mrs. Harry Quaintance of Culpeper.

The Rev. and Mrs. William Harrison and son of Sperryville and the Rev. Gale Titchenell were supper guests Tuesday night of Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Johnson. Mrs. Roscoe Burke, Mrs. Low Fortune, and Mr. and Mrs Carl Grover, all of Front Royal, were Sunday guests of Mr. and Mrs. Weldon Burke. Mr. and Mrs. Emory Conners and Larry and Mrs. W, Cline were Sunday dinner guests of Major and Mrs. Charles Grizzle in Fredericks burg.

came riding slowly towards us. I asked Mr. Eubank if he knew the Yankees were at Mangohick. He said he did not know it until these gentlemen told him, waving his hand toI wards them. I asked him whd they were. He said he supposed they belonged to the same company. They were now about ten steps distant. I looked up at them and they had their revolvers leveled at me. I thought it best to surrender, which I did by handing my holster with the pistol in it. They ordered me to dismount and asked me if I had any money. I told them I had some confederate money but it would not do them any good. One of them said it would not do me any good either where I was going. I was then asked if I had a watch. After getting my money and watch, they gave me the worst horse they had. One of them went in advance; I followed; the other was in the rear; both with their revolvers in their hands, and so we went to the church. I was kept with three other prisoners near the church until sundown, when we were marched out to the prisoners’campand turned over to the officer of the day, who took our names and gave us cornmeal and sugar and coffee, but told us we were too late to get any

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