"They were too far off for us to count them; but we guessed there were about sixty of them, for they must have lost at least forty in killed and wounded, to say nothing of the latter who were not disabled.
Lieutenant b.u.t.ters wants to know what to do about the flag of truce."
"How far off are they now?" asked Deck.
"They were some distance beyond the stream when I left, about half an hour ago."
"Return to Lieutenant b.u.t.ters; tell him I will be with him very soon, and ask him to send half his men, good strong fellows, to a.s.sist in getting the wagons out of the mire," replied Deck; and the rifleman left in obedience to the order.
The men and the animals were all busy with their dinner, and the presence of the lieutenant was no longer necessary for a time. He spoke to his orderly sergeant, who was eating his dinner with the mules, and started for the point, eating the contents of his haversack on the way.
On his arrival he found b.u.t.ters engaged in selecting the men to send over to the a.s.sistance of the cavalrymen.
"Gittin" wagons out of the mud ain"t exactly the work for sharpshooters," growled b.u.t.ters as Deck approached him. "But I have called for volunteers."
"It is the work of soldiers to do whatever is to be done," replied the cavalry officer, who was not pleased with the growl, or the tone in which it had been made.
"It is not exactly the work of sharpshooters to work in the mud,"
returned b.u.t.ters, apparently unwilling to have his men ordered away from his immediate command.
"You are volunteers; and if you object to obeying my orders, you may march your men back to Millersville," replied Lieutenant Lyon with dignity enough for a major-general.
"Do you mean to send us back?" demanded b.u.t.ters angrily.
Deck saw that, from the first, the lieutenant in command of the riflemen was afflicted with an attack of the "big head," and considered himself as the practical superior of the young officer who was his military superior by the order of the major commanding. The cavalry officer was not "puffed up" by his position, but he felt the necessity of maintaining his dignity as the chief of the entire force on the ground.
"I do not send you back, but I give you permission to retire from the field," added Deck.
"I should like to ask who has done all the work that has been done in this place?" demanded b.u.t.ters.
"I admit that your men have done the most of it," answered the lieutenant, when the entire thirty riflemen had gathered near to hear the dispute; "but if you are not willing to obey my orders, I can get along better without you than with you. If you desire to retire from the field, I have nothing more to say."
"No! no! no!" shouted half the men.
"You can do as you please, Lieutenant b.u.t.ters," added Deck, when he realized that a majority of the riflemen were with him.
They had seen Deck in the thickest of the fight at the hill, and heard all about his conduct in other actions from the members of the company with whom they had fraternized at the jail, and it is not stating it too strongly to say, in figurative terms, that he was the idol of the Riverlawn Cavalry.
"I was calling for volunteers, and meant to obey your order, Lieutenant Lyon," said b.u.t.ters.
"But you objected to it, and there is no emergency in the present situation."
"Volunteers to work in the medder, walk over to my right!" ordered the lieutenant of the riflemen, though with very ill grace.
Deck"s ideas of discipline were of the severe order, and it was against his principles to call for volunteers for any ordinary service, though proper enough for that of a desperate nature; for it was his opinion that soldiers should obey orders without any question, and he was on the point of countermanding the call, when every one of the riflemen rushed over to the side indicated.
"Lieutenant b.u.t.ters, you will detail fifteen men for duty in connection with the cavalry, and send them over to the end of the by-road," said Deck in his usual quiet tones; and turning on his heel without another word, returned to his men, finishing his dinner on the way.
He heard some rather strong talk before he pa.s.sed out of earshot, and it was plain the riflemen were giving their officer some points in military discipline. Not a word was said about the enemy; for Deck saw that they were still at a considerable distance beyond the creek, and he intended to return as soon as he had started his force for the other wagons. The fifteen volunteers promptly appeared. The removal of the wagons from the meadow was given in charge of Sergeant Knox, and Deck went again to the point where b.u.t.ters was waiting for him.
"I reckon I was wrong in the little muss we had a while ago; but I"m ready to apologize for it," said the commander of the riflemen. "I hain"t got used to strict military discipline; but I shall be all right after this."
"It isn"t necessary to say anything more about that matter," replied Deck. "The Confederates that you defeated so handsomely have reached the stream; they are still showing the white flag."
"I reckon they are in a bad way; but I don"t see what they come back for," added b.u.t.ters, pleased to find that the lieutenant had nothing more to say about his insubordination.
"Let your men take their rifles and follow me," added Deck, as he began to descend the slope to the meadow.
"Hallo! Hallo!" shouted a voice in the direction of the by-road.
"That"s a man in uniform," said b.u.t.ters, as he discovered the person.
The cavalry lieutenant reascended the bank, and saw the individual in uniform. Without saying anything he hastened towards him.
"I am exceedingly glad to see you, Captain Woodbine," he said, as the aide-de-camp extended his hand to him. "I am greatly in need of advice from a person of your experience."
"But you seem to have done exceedingly well without any advice so far; for the sentinel in the road informed me that you had saved the wagon-train, had defeated a company of Confederate cavalry, and brought one of the vehicles to the hard ground by an expedient of your own,"
continued Captain Woodbine, still shaking the hand of the lieutenant.
"I see that boys sometimes become men of experience all at once, when an emergency is presented to them."
"I have done what I could here," replied Deck, studying the soil under his feet.
"With twenty years" experience no one could have done better," said the captain heartily; "and not many could have done so well. But I suppose you would like to learn something about the battle which is still in progress, though the enemy have been driven a considerable distance to the southward."
"We have been hearing the heavy guns here since we reached the meadow, and I should be very glad to know the result, for I hope our squadron will have some hand in the fight," replied Deck, looking with interest into the face of the visitor.
"You have already had some hand in it, for you have rendered one company of Confederate cavalry _hors de combat_, and saved that supply-train; and the general has had some anxiety about it, for it would be a G.o.dsend to the enemy, half starved as they are. Thus you have rendered a double service to our army. But what are you doing over here?"
"I will show you in a few minutes," answered Deck; and he gave a brief account of the action with the enemy in the meadow and in the creek, and their final flight to the north. "I don"t understand why they are coming back under a flag of truce."
"I understand it very well. If they had gone as far as the woods you see about a mile beyond the creek, they would have come on the flank of our army; and very likely they were fired upon, and compelled to retire, for the battle is still raging in and beyond that wood."
"I conclude that they want to surrender; and sixty prisoners of war, with their wounded, would be an enc.u.mbrance to me," added Deck, as they reached the border of the meadow.
"What were you about to do when I came, Lieutenant?" inquired the captain.
"I was going out to the spot by the stream where the bearers of the flag have halted."
"Can"t the man in command of the riflemen do that?"
"I would not trust him with such business," replied Deck. "He is a good enough sort of man, but he is troubled to some extent with the malady called the "big head," and he is an ignorant fellow, and his greatest virtue is his skill with his rifle."
The aide-de-camp went to as open a place as he could find, waved his cap over his head, and then beckoned vigorously for the enemy"s cavalrymen to come to the wood. He repeated the sign several times, and then they crossed the stream and moved towards the point.
"That"s all right," continued Captain Woodbine, as he took the lieutenant by the arm, and conducted him out of the hearing of the riflemen. "This matter is delaying me; but I think we can manage it. I have received a messenger from the general, who was the bearer of a letter, hastily written with a pencil on the field, to the effect that the enemy has been beaten, and are falling back. He believes that it will be a rout before night; and the First Kentucky Cavalry has been sent over here to hara.s.s the defeated army of Zollicoffer, who was killed on the field."
"That is all good news," said Deck.
"But the end has not come yet. I was sent over here on account of my knowledge of the country, to convey the general"s orders to such commanders as I might meet; and while I am delaying here I am afraid the Kentucky regiment will pa.s.s the head of the by-road, and I shall fail to see the commander."