Capturing a Locomotive: A History of Secret Service in the Late War.Pittenger, William
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Capturing a Locomotive: A History of Secret Service in the Late War.
Pittenger, William
Chattanooga Railroad Expedition, 1862; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Campaigns
As was safest, they came up to the hut in the night. The man admitted
Wilson, while the woman stood with a rifle cocked, to kill him if he
proved to be an enemy. Wood had been left at some little distance
outside, so as to excite less alarm. Having been sworn themselves that
day they were in the mood for continuing that business, and therefore
swore the man to be true to them. He kept his oath far better than they
did theirs. He told them they must not be seen about his house, and led
them to an abandoned hut, which stood in a secluded spot on a remote
part of his farm. He then furnished them with a bundle of quilts, and
told them to stay in the cellar and be perfectly quiet, assuring them
that they would be safe until he could get a chance to pilot them out of
the neighborhood. He and his wife supplied them with provisions while
they remained here, which was for several days. Two or three reasons led
to this delay. Rest was sorely needed after the fatigue endured in
mountain travel, Snow's cavalry were still in the neighborhood, and they
waited also for a dark night and a trusty guide to take them to the
river.
The latter was found in the brother of the loyal woman whose guests they
were. This man took them without difficulty, by a circuitous route, in
the night-time, to a tributary of the Tennessee, by following which they
could not fail to reach the main stream.
The reason Wilson gives for his strong desire to travel by water is
quite cogent. In the uneven mountainous country it was next to
impossible to keep a direct course in night travel, even if they knew
the general direction, while the stream would always keep them in the
right way. Had they asked for guidance by their Union friends in the
direction of Kentucky, however, they would have received it.
They soon saw a boat on the other side of the river, but, as the creek
was swollen and encumbered with drift-wood, they could not swim across.
Wilson, who always took the lead, left his companion to conceal
himself, and, going boldly to the bank, halloed until a man answered,
who, at his request, ferried him across. As the ferryman could not
change a five-dollar note, Wilson promised to return that way in the
evening--it was then morning--and make it right. He hid during the day,
and came back after dark, and, in the absence of the owner, "borrowed"
the boat, took Wood aboard, and was soon far away towards the Tennessee.
The theft of the boat stands on the same grounds as to justification
with the numerous falsehoods told by all the adventurers,--a military
necessity.
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