CHAPTER XIX. C. C. CLAY, JR., SURRENDERS TO GENERAL WILSON.

We Go to Lagrange—A Nest of “Rebels”—We Hear of President Johnson’s Proclamation Concerning Mr. Clay—My Husband Resolves to Surrender—He Telegraphs to General Wilson—We Proceed to Atlanta—Courtesy of Colonel Eggleston—He Gives Us a Guard—On to Macon—“Madam, Your Chief Is Taken”—Arrival at Macon—General Wilson Relieves Us of Our Guard—The Generosity of Women Friends—We Drive to Station—And See a Pathetic Cortege—“Say, Johnny Reb, We’ve Got Your President!” 246