"It gives you more courage, and if I get killed I want to make a decent body.

Here's your breakfast, sir.

There's enough left for the two of us, and I've divided it equally." Cold ham, bacon and crackers were laid out on clean shucks, and they ate until nothing was left.

It was now full daylight, and the rain was dying away to a sprinkle.

The farmer might come out at any time to his crib, and they felt that they must be up and away.
They bade farewell to their pleasant shelter of a night, and, after pulling through the deep mud of the field, entered again the forest, which was now soaking wet.
"If Colonel Hertford is near where we reckon he is we ought to meet him by nightfall," said Sergeant Whitley.
"We're sure to reach him before then," said Dick joyously.
"Colonel Hertford is a mighty good man, and if he says he's going to be at a certain place at a certain time I reckon he'll be there, Mr.
Mason." "And then we'll bring him back and join General Grant.