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RED FERRY
When Private Allen of Kay’s Cavalry deserted with headquarters’ dispatch pouch, and headed straight for Dixie, there was a great deal of consternation and excitement on the north bank of the river, and a considerable amount of headlong riding. But on the tenth day he slipped through the cordon, got into the woods, and was making for the river when a patrol shot at him near Gopher Creek, but lost him in the impenetrable cypress swamp beyond.
However, the pursuit was pushed forward to the very edge of the enemy’s country; Kay’s troopers patrolled the north bank of the river and watched every road and ford; east and west Ripley’s and Haynes’s brigades formed impassable curtains.
Somewhere in this vast corral lay hidden a desperate, starving man; and it was only a question of time before the hunted creature broke cover for the water.
That a trooper had deserted with arms and equipment was generally known; but that, in his nocturnal flight, he had also taken vitally important papers was known at first only to Kay and later to the Special Messenger, who was sent to him post-haste from corps headquarters when the fugitive headed for the river.
Now, the south bank of the stream being in the enemy’s territory, Kay had not ventured to station patrols above the clay banks opposite, lest rumor of invasion bring Stuart’s riders to complicate a man chase and the man escape in the confusion.