Leaving Miles to notify these fellows, and prepare them for service, I crossed to the colonel's tent in search of the ex-slave.

He was easily found.
"Le Gaire," I began, choking a bit at the name, "do you remember a big white house, on the right of the pike, the first beyond a log church, south from the Three Corners ?" He looked up from his work with sparkling eyes.
"I suah does; I reckon I could find dat place in de dark." "Well, that is exactly what I want you to do, my man.

I have some work to do there to-night." "How yo' goin' to git dar ?" I explained about the ravine, the positions of the Confederate lines, and where I understood the special guards were stationed.

The boy listened in silence, his fingers, clinching and unclinching, alone evidencing excitement.
"Will that plan work ?" I asked, "or can you suggest any better way ?" "I reckon it'll work," he admitted, "if yo' don't git cotched afore yo' git dar.

I knows a heap 'bout dat ravine; I'se hunted rabbits dar many a time, an' it ain't goin' to be no easy job gittin' through dar in de dark." "Will you show us the way ?" "Well, I don't just know," scratching his head thoughtfully.