alarm and had slipped out through the back way into the garden in his night-clothes.
His wife met my men like a lioness at the door.
I was greatly disappointed in not getting Wyndham.
The capture of his staff-officers and fine horses was not an equivalent for the loss of the chief.
The other details did their work rapidly, and soon collected at our rendezvous in the court-yard a large number of prisoners and fine steeds.
The prisoners seemed to be utterly dumfounded.
About this time Joe Nelson rode up to me with a prisoner who said he belonged to the guard at General Stoughton's headquarters, and with a party of five or six I immediately went there.
We dismounted, and with a loud rap on the front door awoke the inmates.
An upper window was raised and some one called out, Who is there?
The answer was, We have a dispatch for General Stoughton.
An officer (Lieutenant Prentiss) came to the front door to get it. I caught hold of his shirt and whispered my name in his ear, and tol