My hat, coat, gun, cartridge-box, and knapsack were all in the room.

I was afraid to stay there, and I was afraid to give the alarm.

I soon saw almost every one of the Yankees dismount, and then I determined to give the alarm and run.

I hallooed out as loud as I could, "Look out, boys," and broke and run.

I had to jump over a garden picket fence, and as I lit on the other side, bang! bang! bang! was fired right after me.