ith his mail:

NASHVILLE, TENN., April 25, 1863.
To Capt. Chas. Haines,

My Dear Captain: When you receive this I shall be well out of Nashville.
We have already met three times, and I trust we may meet once more. If we
do, it will be our last, for one or the other of us will die. I know of
your damnable treatment of the Osbornes. Be assured it will be avenged.

Sincerely yours,
CALHOUN PENNINGTON,
Lieutenant, Morgan's Command.

Captain Haines was no coward, but his hand trembled like a leaf when he
laid the letter down.

CHAPTER XIII.

UNDER ARREST.

Calhoun did not wake until the light of the morning sun was sifting
through the branches of the trees. He arose stiff and somewhat chill, but
the day promised to be a warm one, and a little exercise put a delightful
heat through his body. All he lacked was a good breakfast, and he must not
look for that until he had crossed the river; he was yet too close to
Nashville to try to cross it. Then he must secure a horse, and where would
he be so likely to secure one as at the home of Mr. Edmunds, the gentleman
of whom he had obtained the skiff, and who had given him all possible aid?
He had no hopes of finding his men, for at the end of three days they
would return to Morgan, taking his horse with them.

He slowly made his way up the river, dodging two or three scouting
parties, until he thought he must be nearly opposite to where Mr. Edmunds
lived. The place seemed favorable, as there were woods on both sides of
the river, so he determined to cross. But if he had known it, he had
selected a very dangerous place. A road which led down to the river was
but a few yards in front of him, and it was one of the places to which the
Federal cavalry came as they patrolled the bank of the river.

Just as he was about to remove some of his clothing, which he would carry
over on his head as he swam the stream, he was startled by the sound of
horses' hoofs, and he hastily concealed himself in a thicket. Soon a
Federal sergeant, accompanied by two soldiers, came down the road, and
riding near the edge of the river, dismounted.

"Here is the place," said the sergeant.

"What are we to do here?" asked one of the me