390 TRAVEL, ADVENTUKE, AND SPORT. 



John in New Orlean," tittered the colonel's black 

 servant, who stood a little on one side with the 

 horses. 



" Pompey not know massa. Pompey free Mexi- 

 can. Coding to massa," screamed the runaway 

 slave. . 



" You'll soon learn to know me," said the colonel. 

 " Orderly, take this man to jail, and clap irons on his 

 neck and ankles." 



" You will remain here," said the general in a tone 

 of command to the spokesman of the party, who had 

 looked on with an appearance of perfect indifference 

 during the detection and arrest of his black con- 

 federate. 



" It will be at your peril if you detain us," was 

 the reply. " We are ordered to repair to head- 

 quarters as speedily as possible." 



"The surgeon will examine you, and if .you are 

 really wounded, you will be at liberty to fix your 

 temporary abode in the town. If not, the prison 

 will be your lodging." 



" Sir ! " said the man, with an assumption of 

 haughtiness. 



" Say no more about it," replied the general coldly ; 

 " the commander-in-chief shall be informed of your 

 arrival, and you will wait his orders here." 



The stranger stepped forward, as if he would have 

 expostulated, but the general turned his back upon 

 him, and walked away. A party of militia now took 



