Quickly the cords which bound Calhoun and Nevels were cut, and the terrible nooses removed from their necks. “Thank God, we were in time!” cried Captain Huffman, wringing Calhoun’s hand.
But Calhoun stood as one in a trance. So sudden had been his deliverance, he could not realize it. He had nerved himself to die, and now that he was safe, he felt sick and faint, and would have fallen if he had not been supported. Both he and Nevels soon rallied, and poured out their thanks to the brave men who had come to their rescue.
“We would never have found you,” said Huffman, “if we had not run on one of the gang who under the threat of death piloted us here.”
“Where is he?” asked Calhoun.
“With the boys up with the horses.”
“Let him go,” pleaded Calhoun; “but for him I would now have been food for the buzzards.”
“To which we will leave these carrion,” answered Huffman, pointing to the dead Home [pg 107]Guards. “But we must be going; Morgan is impatient to be on the road.”
Great was the rejoicing in Morgan’s command when Captain Huffman returned bringing Calhoun and Nevels safe; and much satisfaction was expressed over the fate of their captors. In half an hour after the return of Captain Huffman’s command, Morgan’s men were en route for Paris.