Abner cast a quick glance around, seeking some place of safety for the terrified Olivia. The stone fence that bounded the grounds seemed to offer the most inviting retreat at present. Scarcely had he placed the frightened girl on the opposite side of the wall than a shell exploded in the fountain, tearing the water nymphs to pieces and scattering fragments far and wide; then a solid shot struck the mansion. At this moment a rocket shot up skyward, leaving a long red tail, from the palmetto and orange groves at the north of the village, and wild cheers went up from a land force on that side. The bombardment from the gunboats ceased. "What is it, what is it?" cried the terrified girl. "Don't be frightened," answered Abner. "You will be quite safe here." "But what is that awful noise? Is the lake blowing up? Is an earthquake coming?" "No, it is gunboats bombarding the town." "Then, let us hasten to the house. We shall be killed here," she cried. "No, no, Olivia, that would not do," he answered, "for they will make the house an especial mark, it being the largest building in the village. Here is the safest place we can find for the present." The wild yells of land troops, as they advanced on the village, again rose on the air. The poor girl looked questionably at her companion, speechless with terror. "They are soldiers, who have come around by land, and are advancing on the village." "Oh, let me go! I must go home, I must go to my father!" She struggled wildly in Abner's grasp, for he held her fast. "Just listen to me one moment, Olivia," he entreated. "Can you not trust me? I tell you truly that the most dangerous place in town is at your father's house. Already a cannon ball has struck it, and if the present sortie is repulsed the cannonade will be instantly resumed, and it will be battered down." "But my father is there!" "No, he is in the village, forming his men to meet the attack. This is the only place of safety for you. They will scarcely throw any shells over here, and the fight will be on the other hill." Bay's End was in a state of confusion. Colonel Mortimer was aroused by the first cannon shot, and was making ready for the attack. The long roll of the drum and the trumpets sounded, and the half-dressed Confederates fell hastily into line. Colonel Mortimer had the three field pieces in his camp turned on the gunboats, and they belched forth fire and smoke at the monsters, making the very earth shake. But their most deadly foe now was the land force, which was coming down in a solid column. From behind the stone wall Abner could see the old Confederate colonel leading his men to meet them. The Union forces advanced up the hill with fixed bayonets. "Fire!" cried Colonel Mortimer. A roar of fire-arms shook the air, and for a moment caused the advancing line to waver. The fire had but little effect, however. One or two of the soldiers fell, but most of the leaden hail swept over their heads.