We were taken down to New Orleans and housed there ten days in a cotton press, arriving on Sunday afternoon in our prison garb.
Across the street, and in the direction of the cotton press they proceeded.
On every plantation you will see a cotton press and gin house, with the stable under the latter.
After an hour or two of this we returned by a roundabout way to the cotton press, our home.
I stood upon the fence until the dogs had reached the cotton press.
For the general reader it will scarcely be necessary or wise to describe a "cotton press" in detail.
De menfolks said dey hitched up mules to run it, and dat dey had a cotton press inside de ginhouse.
I have never thought to tell the name given our camp here at the cotton press.
The cotton press is the first thing you get your eyes on when you approach a plantation, and then the gin house next.
When I went back to the cotton press the boys did not know me.