"Dat mean _Guv'ment_." Volumes could not have said more, and the victim collapsed.

The thing soon settled itself, and nobody remembered to notice whether the face beside the musket of a sentinel were white or black.

It meant Government, all the same.
The men were also indulged with several raids on the mainland, under the direction of Captain J.E.Bryant, of the Eighth Maine, the most experienced scout in that region, who was endeavoring to raise by enlistment a regiment of colored troops.

On one occasion Captains Whitney and Heasley, with their companies, penetrated nearly to Pocataligo, capturing some pickets and bringing away all the slaves of a plantation,--the latter operation being entirely under the charge of Sergeant Harry Williams (Co.

K), without the presence of any white man.
The whole command was attacked on the return by a rebel force, which turned out to be what was called in those regions a "dog-company," consisting of mounted riflemen with half a dozen trained bloodhounds.
The men met these dogs with their bayonets, killed four or five of their old tormentors with great relish, and brought away the carcass of one.
I had the creature skinned, and sent the skin to New York to be stuffed and mounted, meaning to exhibit it at the Sanitary Commission Fair hi Boston; but it spoiled on the passage.