We are now in the Cherokee Nation. Captain Clardy stopped us next to a house and ordered them to make up food. The youngest girl in the family was stubborn, yet she was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. While I was inside eating, I had learned that her name was Lucy Washbourne. Her father, Levi, was a captain in Watie's Confederate Cherokee cavalry. Lucy wouldn't talk to me so I stopped. I didn't want the girl to wipe her feet on me. We didn't stay long in the Cherokee Nation. We had to go to Fort Scott because the enemy was invading the Union Army. As we approached Prairie Grove, we were in an open field. The Union soldiers had walked for 50 miles and we were tired and sore. Suddenly the Union was dodging cannonballs. We were going to have another battle.…show more content… My chest felt heavy. It was hard to breathe. I didn't want to known as a coward, so I stayed. I wanted to run back. I didn't think war was like this. War was a terrible problem. I had just learned how a soldier had such little control of their destiny. I expected to die, but I felt better that Noah was with me. As soon as we charged, men were dying all around me. I began shooting, and soon enough all the soldiers were fighting with their bare hands. I fought with a man much larger than me. The man was going to stab me, but Noah pulled him off. He saved my life. Later in the battle, Noah and I were helping loading the
