Yet these others wore the green and white, and must, therefore, have been in Grant's command.

How did the four manage to escape from our attack, evidently animated by one purpose?
Why was Grant so anxious to learn if I had seen the lieutenant, and whether we had a party out seeking him?
Not one of these questions could I answer; not one could I even guess at with any degree of satisfaction.
We were coming out of the low, swamp lands into a more thickly settled, and cultivated region.

Rail and stone fences could be seen on either side the road, and we passed swiftly by a number of farmhouses, some simple log structures, although one or two were more pretentious.

In only one of these did a light shine, or any semblance of occupancy appear.

Through the undraped window of a cottage I caught the glimpse of a woman bending over a cradle.