. The great locomotive chase; a history of the Andrews railroad raid into Georgia in 1862 . rrectly, each man had his boots or shoes off, so that we could avoid making a noise. Wecould see the dim, gray form of the sentry, and hear his tread as he paced back and was an anxious moment of suspense, when at last, in a whisper, word was passed from oneto the other in the dark prison, that all was ready. Andrews crept out and swung down, but in some manner a loose brick or piece ofmortar fell to the ground and attracted the notice of the sentry, and almost instantly weheard the report of a
. The great locomotive chase; a history of the Andrews railroad raid into Georgia in 1862 . rrectly, each man had his boots or shoes off, so that we could avoid making a noise. Wecould see the dim, gray form of the sentry, and hear his tread as he paced back and was an anxious moment of suspense, when at last, in a whisper, word was passed from oneto the other in the dark prison, that all was ready. Andrews crept out and swung down, but in some manner a loose brick or piece ofmortar fell to the ground and attracted the notice of the sentry, and almost instantly weheard the report of a gun. John Wollam, who was next behind Andrews, paid no heed to 1 Adventures of Alf. Wilson, page 122. Toledo, 1880. 252 Daring and Suffering. the shot, but lunged out head over heels. Bang . Dang ! went the muskets, and there wailoud shouting— Corporal of the guard! Post number—Captain—Captain of the guard! Halt Halt! Dorsey, who was following Wollam through the hole, halted between two opinions,whether he had better jump down while the rebel sentry stood beneath holding a cocked. gun with fixed bayonet on him, or crawlback into the old prison cock-loft andbear the ills he was certain of. H(crawled back and told us it was all upwith us. We were crowded in the loftwaiting for our turn to go out, andlistening to the racket on the a very few moments, almost notime at all, the yard was filled withtroops, and by their loud, excited talkwe learned, to our unspeakable joy, of Jf! \the escape of Andrews and Wollam. The rebels, of course, did not at that moment know wno or how many of the:rprisoners were out, but we in the loft already knew that the excited sentries had firedwildly. At all events, neither Andrews nor Wollam were to be seen anywhere, either dead -%. A Struggle Against Destiny 253 or alive. While we felt the keenest disappointment at our failure to get out, yet we felt athousand times repaid for our effort that even Andrews had escaped. A heavy load
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