A trumpet sounded the recall and the cavalrymen, sore and angry, drew
back into the road. They had lost a dozen good men, but Colonel Hertford
felt that they could not delay for vengeance. Grant's orders were to
come at once; and he intended to obey them.
"I'd wager a year's pay against a Confederate five-dollar note," said
Sergeant Whitley to Dick, "that the man who laid that ambush was Slade.
He'll keep watch on us all the way to Grant, and he'll tell the Southern
leaders everything the general is doing. Oh, he's a good scout and spy."
"He's proved it," said Dick, "and I'd like to get a fair shot at him."
They rode nearly all night and most of the next day, and, in the
afternoon, they met other men in blue who told them that a heavy Union
force was advancing. They had no doubt now that Grant's great plan was
already working and in a short time they reached McPherson, advancing
with Logan's division. Hertford reported at once to McPherson, who was
glad enough to have his cavalry, and who warmly praised Dick and the
sergeant for the dangerous service they had done so well.
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