. Camp-fire and cotton-field: southern adventure in time of war. Life with the Union armies, and residence on a Louisiana plantation . 1. DEATH OF OUR CAPTAIN. 473 Our wheels seemed to turn very slowly. ISTo one canexpress in words the anxiety with which we listened,after each shot, for the puffing of the engines. So long-as the machinery was uninjured, there was no dangerof our falling into Rebel hands. But with our enginesdisabled, our chances for capture would be very good. As the last shot fell astern of the boat and sent upa column of spray, we looked about the cabin and sawthat no one ha
. Camp-fire and cotton-field: southern adventure in time of war. Life with the Union armies, and residence on a Louisiana plantation . 1. DEATH OF OUR CAPTAIN. 473 Our wheels seemed to turn very slowly. ISTo one canexpress in words the anxiety with which we listened,after each shot, for the puffing of the engines. So long-as the machinery was uninjured, there was no dangerof our falling into Rebel hands. But with our enginesdisabled, our chances for capture would be very good. As the last shot fell astern of the boat and sent upa column of spray, we looked about the cabin and sawthat no one had been injured. A moment later came theannouncement from the pilot-house: Captain Gorman is killed! I ascended to the hurricane deck, and thence to thepilot-house. The pilot, with his hat thrown aside andhis hair streaming in the wind, stood at his post, care-fully guiding the boat on her course. The body of thecaptain was lying at his feet. Another man lay dying,close by the opening in which the wheel revolved. Thefloor was covered with blood, splinters, glass, and thefragments of a shattered stove. One side of the littleroom was
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