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was almost ready for an appetite keenly whetted by his long and hard day's ride.
His object now, was to stop long enough to rest himself and horse, and then push on by night and endeavor to reach the Federal lines by daybreak.
Mr. Harcourt informed him that they had not been molested by McCowan since his former visit, and that it was reported that he had formed a band of Guerrillas, and at their head was pillaging and robbing the people in an adjoining county.
“He is an unscrupulous villain,” observed the old gentleman, “and I confess I stand in no little dread that he may pay us a visit at any time, in which case, if we escape with our lives, we may consider ourselves fortunate.
I have,” he added, “fully made up my mind to take my family, leave my home here, and, if possible, go North, where a man of my way of thinking can live in security and peace.
If I were younger, I would enlist, myself, but my fighting days are past.”
“ I trust you may soon be able to get away from here,” said Curtis; “and as the Union army is now advancing up the Peninsula, you can, I think, with little danger, make your way into its lines.”
He then informed him of the evacuation of Yorktown, and of the retreat of the Confederates, and advised him to hasten his arrangements to go North, while this opportunity afforded him a way to do so with safety.
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