Trees were burned, and the din of rifles, constantly discharged, added to the excitement.

One party after another came in.

They had scoured the country--and not a trace of Bailey.
The young wife sat in her tent, soothing her little child; everybody except her, gave up hope; the time dragged on; our hearts grew heavy; the sky was alight with blazing trees.
I went into Mrs.Bailey's tent.

She was calm and altogether lovely, and said: "Charley can't get lost, and unless something has happened to him, he will come in." Ella Bailey was a brave young army woman; she was an inspiration to the entire camp.
Finally, after hours of the keenest anxiety, a noise of gladsome shouts rang through the trees, and in came a party of men with the young officer on their shoulders.

His friend Craig had been untiring in the search, and at last had heard a faint "halloo" in the distance, and one shot (the only cartridge poor Bailey had left).
After going over almost impassable places, they finally found him, lying at the bottom of a ravine.