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proud. There was not a cow^path lie did not know for two

or three miles around, for he anti Jake had him ted all over
the country, He could tell them everything, and he did so
with ei swelling; heart. They laid sheets of p^per down on
the dining-table, and he drew them plans of the roads and
hills and big woods ; allowed where the river coirkl be waded,
and where the ravines were. He asked his mother to let him

go along with them, but she thought it best for him not
to go.
They set out at bed-time on foot, a half-dozen gay young
fellows, laughing and boasting of what they would do, and

jack watched them enviously as their forms Faded away iu the
night, They did not succeed iu capturing the officer; but
they captured a number of horses and a picket at the bridge*
and came off triumphant, with only one or two of their num­
ber slightly wounded. Shortly afterwards they came over,
and had a great time telling their experiences. They had

used the map Jack made for them, and had got safely beyond
the pickets and reached the camp. There, finding the sen­
tries on guard, they turned back, and taking the road,
marched down on the picket, as if they had come to relieve
them. Coming from the camp in this way, they had got

upon the picket, when, suddenly drawing their pistols and
poking them up against the Yankees, they forced them to
surrender, and disarmed them. Then taking two of them
off separately, they compelled them to give the countersign.
Having got this, they left the prisoners under guard of two