ties, some fragments of home ; and chief of these was a slip of paper worn and stained, on which was a dim red print of the hand and foot of a child and these words : " The hand and foot of my Lucy sent from home in South Carolina, to show me how much my child had grown."
Captain Kress took the slip from my hand ; he read the words; he scrutinized the print like the plan of a fortress; he looked at the creases and lines of the small fat foot, the plump, round, baby palm, and the little taper fingers. That harsh face relaxed : perhaps there were memories of a home by the Schelde, and of some precious baby feet and hands, beating against his heart.
Captain Kress handed the slip of paper with the print, to me,
and the pistol to the assistant Resident. He said a word to the
guard, they moved forward, and led me to the prison cells of the fort.guard, they moved forward, and led me to the prison cells of the fort.