Of its necessity we had a convincing proof at a small station between Hartford and New Haven.

One of our number, who, I accidentally learned, is a Canadian, and had only been tempted to enlist by the bounty, selected a seat by the door of the car.

I had noticed for some time that he looked nervous and restless, as if he had something on his mind.
"At one of our stopping-places--a small, obscure station--he crept out of the door, and, as he thought, unobserved, dodged behind a shed, thinking, no doubt, that the train would go off without him.

But an officer had his eye upon him, and a minute afterward he was ignominiously brought back and put under guard.

I am glad to say that his case inspired no sympathy.