Raiding with MorganDunn, Byron A. (Byron Archibald)
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Raiding with Morgan
Dunn, Byron A. (Byron Archibald)
Morgan, John Hunt, 1825-1864 -- Fiction; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
A thorough search was made, but there was found no trace of Calhoun. The
officers and soldiers retired greatly puzzled. A strong guard was
maintained around the block for three days; then all hopes of catching
Calhoun were given up, and the guard was withdrawn.
The Federal authorities had become aware who the fugitive was through
Captain Haines. “I cannot be mistaken,” he said; “I have met him too many
times. He is one of the most daring of all of Morgan’s cutthroats”; and
then he gave an account of his first meeting with Calhoun.
But where was Calhoun all this time? When he rushed upstairs at the
command of Inez, he was met at the top by Mrs. Lovell, who started in
affright at the sight of him.
“Your daughter said, ‘The secret place!’ ” he exclaimed, as he gave her
the sign of danger. “My pursuers are already at the door.”
The lady quickly recovered herself. “Come!” she said, and led Calhoun into
a room. Here she began working in a corner. Her hands trembled as she did
so, for the soldiers were thundering at the door downstairs, and she could
hear it giving way. To Calhoun’s intense surprise, a section of the
apparently solid wall gave way, leaving an opening large enough for a
person to enter by crawling on his hands and knees.
“Quick, go in!” said the lady.
Calhoun needed no second bidding, but crawled in, and the wall slowly came
back to place. Calhoun found himself in a narrow place, between the wall
of the room and the side of the house. The house had been built with a
mansard roof on the sides, thus leaving a space. This space was about
three feet wide at the bottom, coming to a point at the top. Close under
the eaves, where it would not be noticed, an aperture had been left for
the admission of air, and through it a ray of light came.
Narrow and contracted as his quarters were, to Calhoun they were more
welcome than a palace. It was plain that the place had been occupied
before, for on the floor there were soft blankets, and in feeling around
Calhoun discovered a jug of water and some provisions. It was evident that
no one who was put in there hurriedly was to be allowed to suffer from
thirst or hunger.
Calhoun could hear every word which was said when the soldiers searched
the room. His heart stood still when he heard them sounding the walls, but
they gave forth no uncertain sound, and the soldiers departed, much to his
relief.
It was not until the next day that Calhoun was allowed to leave his
hiding-place, and then he was told he must not leave the room. He had to
be ready to seek his refuge at a moment’s notice, if found necessary. For
three days he was virtually a prisoner, then the guards around the block
were withdrawn.
Word was taken to his aunt and Kate where he was. They had been in an
agony of fear over his non-return. But they durst not visit him.
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