A few moments' walk brought them to a barn, where they again halted, and, while George stood feasting his eyes on each familiar object, the captain bound the rebel lieutenant hand and foot, and laid him away under a fence-corner; and left him, with the information that his life depended upon his observing the strictest silence.

This course was the wisest that could have been adopted, under the circumstances; for it would have been very imprudent to have taken the prisoner with them, as he could easily have found means to make himself known.
George again took the lead, and, when they had almost reached the house, they heard the sound of a piano, and a female voice singing the never-failing "Bonnie Blue Flag." "There you have it," said George, bitterly; "but don't stop--let's go right in.

Major, you had better go up to the door, and ask them to give us something to eat.

I dare not trust myself to do it.

Be a bitter rebel now, and they will certainly invite us all in, and we will get whatever we ask for.