He has no real idea of returning to the Confederate service.

He is teaching school over here at Beech Grove and engaged to be married to one of the--girls.

If you carry him off a prisoner he will be exchanged back into the fighting line, and we make nothing by it.

There is a hot luncheon waiting for us at the -- --'s.

Leave him to me and I will be answerable." Then I left him.
Directly he came out and said: "I may be doing wrong, and don't feel entirely sure of my ground, but I am going to let you gentlemen go." We thanked him and made off amid the cheery good-bys of the assembled blue-coats.
No lunch for us.