. The great locomotive chase; a history of the Andrews railroad raid into Georgia in 1862 . nd could pilot us around Charleston. We resolved to wait. He treatedus royally,—shared his scanty allowance of food with us, for he had only a slaves rations,doctored my ankle, kept us in his best bed—a feather one—over night, though, for pru-dential reasons, we hid in the woods during the day, and, on starting, gave us a bottle ofmolasses and a piece of pork. We floated down near camp in a dug-out canoe, thenleft the river and surrounded the enemy. Our pilot was obliged to leave us before wegot back to
. The great locomotive chase; a history of the Andrews railroad raid into Georgia in 1862 . nd could pilot us around Charleston. We resolved to wait. He treatedus royally,—shared his scanty allowance of food with us, for he had only a slaves rations,doctored my ankle, kept us in his best bed—a feather one—over night, though, for pru-dential reasons, we hid in the woods during the day, and, on starting, gave us a bottle ofmolasses and a piece of pork. We floated down near camp in a dug-out canoe, thenleft the river and surrounded the enemy. Our pilot was obliged to leave us before wegot back to the river below the town, but he put us on the banks of a small stream, whichwe had only to follow down to its mouth. This we reached by two , and amused our-selves by cracking walnuts and hickory-nuts in a solitary place until dark, when we huntedup an old dilapidated canoe. It was a miserable boat, and gave us enough to do in bail-ing as well as paddling it. We soon saw a better craft, with good paddles, tied up, and,as the owner was not there, we traded without Martin J. Hawkins. From a war-time photograph. I The Loyal Mountaineers. 337 • The stars were shining brightly when we again pushed off, and the water was asclear as crystal, though not deep. We dried our wet clothes, and felt very much morecomfortable. Save an occasional whisper between us and the soft ripple of the oars,silence was unbroken. This was the most peaceful and satisfactory nights travel we hadyet made. At daybreak we hid the boat and nestled away in some dry leaves, and after thesun got high enough to warm us, slept by turns till afternoon. Then we noticed an islandhalf a mile farther down the river, and, as we had seen nobody the whole day, and theplace appeared perfectly solitary, we resolved to explore it. Nothing was found, but wesaw a house on the east bank, which we watched until sundown, and seeing only womenabout it, resolved to try for supper. We got a good square meal,
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