explanation that the Grey we mean was a private.
The fugitives, however, seeing that Mrs. Macon was by no means a person of easy credulity, lost no time in relieving her Southern hospitality of their presence.
Near Leesburgh, still passing for Alabamians, they met a man who was satisfied with their story that they were picking blackberries, and had got separated from their regiment.
He kindly informed them that they would find their comrades at Ball's Mill waiting for artillery.
Near Milford they met a little boy and girl, who directed them, for information, to the house of a Mr. Edwards, where they arrived at 5 P. M. on Saturday.
Here also they perceived they were suspected, for a horseman rode up, and after conferring with Edwards, departed hastily — when they slipped away.
As they were pressing with all speed towards the Potomac, a party of about ten horsemen came suddenly upon them and ordered them to halt; but as they had a high fence on their right, enclosing a cover