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Colonel Hertford was near the head of the Union column, while the three youths rode a little farther back with Colonel Winchester, the regiment of Colonel Bedford bringing up the rear. Just behind Dick was Sergeant Whitley, mounted upon a powerful bay horse.
Captain Whitley immediately collected twenty-one men from the adjoining stations, overtook, and killed two of these savages, retook the desolate mother, her babe, and a negro servant, and the scalps of the six persons whom they had killed. Ten days afterwards, another party of immigrants, led by Mr. Moore, were attacked, and nine of their number killed.
An' if a gang of rebel sharpshooters has wandered up here they may see us an' chase us 'way off into the mountains, where we'd break our necks fallin' off the ridges or freeze to death or starve to death." Whitley stared at him. "Blaze," he exclaimed, "what kind of a man are you anyway?" "Me? I'm the happiest man in the valley. When people are low down they come an' talk to me to get cheered up.
There is a splendid beach miles of sand not a rock or cliff absolutely level. The domain of Hardelot belongs to a company of which Mr. John Whitley was the president. He had concessions for a tramway from Boulogne to Hardelot which will certainly bring people to the plage and club.
The cries of the babe guided the pursuit of the Indians. They cruelly tomahawked the three oldest children, and took the mother and the babe as captives. Fortunately the tidings of this outrage speedily reached one of the settlements. Captain Whitley immediately started in pursuit of the gang. He overtook them, killed two, wounded two, and rescued the captives.
The division to which Dick, Warner, and Whitley belonged marched over the Long Bridge and camped near the capital where they would remain until sent on further service. Dick now saw that the capital was in no danger. Troops were pouring into it by every train from the north and west. All they needed was leadership and discipline.
"Well, I suppose you are ready to pay those notes, with the interest." Frank moved uneasily. "You know I can't," he muttered. "I thought from your letter, that we might make other arrangements. Amy, you know, might come. "Oh, cut that out," interrupted Whitley, with an oath; "your esteemed sister is out of this deal for good."
The seven hundred shouted with exultation and, leaping to their feet, prepared to fire a second volley. But the swift command of their officers quickly put them down again. "Don't forget the other Confederate column to the south of us," whispered Whitley. "They did not fire at first for fear their bullets would pass over our heads and strike their own comrades.
"I never wore a beard," said the other, as he dropped back on his chair. "You are mistaken." "Then how did you know the meaning of my note, and why did you answer it in person. You should have sent the right man." Whitley saw that he had betrayed himself but made one more effort. "I came out of curiosity," he muttered. Dick laughed a laugh that was not good to hear.
Then they again took tickets for different stations, over another road, but stopped at Detroit. It was here that Amy's suspicions were aroused. She was sitting at dinner, when Whitley entered the dining room with two traveling men who seemed to be well acquainted with him. The trio, laughing and talking boisterously, seated themselves at a table behind her.
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