Aunt Debby was riding along a road cut out of the rocks about mid-way up the mountain.

To her right the descent was almost perpendicular for a hundred feet or more to where a creek ran at the bottom of a cliff.

To her left the hill rose up steeply to a great height.

Fortner and the others saw Aunt Debby galloping back, waving the red handkerchief which was her signal of the approach of a wagon.

After her galloped a Rebel Sergeant, with revolver drawn shouting to her to stop or he would fire.