Around her neck she wore a very odd necklace, which seemed made of
carved bone; and her slender fingers were decorated with a number of
rings.[1]
[Footnote 1: "I have endeavored to give an exact description of this
singular woman." Colonel Surry said to me when he read this passage to
me: "She will probably be remembered by numbers of persons in both the
Federal and Confederate armies. These will tell you that I describe her
accurately, using her real name, and will recall the strange prediction
which she made, and which I repeat. Was she an epileptic? I do not
know. I have certainly never encountered a more curious
character!"--EDITOR.]
Such was the personage who greeted us, in a voice of great calmness and
sweetness, as we entered. She did not rise from the bed upon which she
was lying; but her cordial smile clearly indicated that this did not
arise from discourtesy.
"Take seats, gentlemen," she said, "and please excuse me from getting
up. I am a little poorly to-day."
"Stay where you are, Amanda," said Mohun, "and do not disturb
yourself."
She looked at him with her dark eyes, and said, in her gentle, friendly
voice:--
"You know me, I see, General Mohun."
"And you me, I see, Amanda."
"I never saw you before, sir, but--am I mistaken?"
"Not in the least.
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