each other as
strangers.

"When we reach Detroit," said the Doctor, "go to the Russell House, and
register as from Chicago. Write Chicago 'Chic.' "

"I think I will go through to Chicago this evening," said Calhoun; "I
should like to make some investigations there; you can meet me there
Monday."

So it was arranged, the Doctor giving him the names of half a dozen men in
that city whom it might be well for him to see. "But mind," said
Warrenton, "do not tell any one of Morgan's contemplated raid. That must
be a secret."

Calhoun spent two days in Chicago, and what he saw and learned there
surprised him more than ever. Opposition to the Lincoln government was
everywhere. The leading newspaper boldly demanded that the war be stopped,
boastingly proclaimed that there would soon be "a fire in the rear" that
would bring Lincoln to his senses. Resistance to the draft was openly
talked on the streets. It was even hinted that there was a secret move on
foot to liberate the prisoners at Camp Douglas and burn the city.

"This is proving interesting," thought Calhoun; "the whole North seems to
be a seething volcano, ready to burst forth into flames, yet something
seems to smother the flames."

Calhoun had an inkling of what smothered the flames when, representing
himself as a young Englishman, he asked a Federal officer why the
government permitted such open talk of treason.

The officer smiled as he answered: "It is better for them to talk than
act. The government has its eye on them. As long as they only talk it lets
them alone. The first overt act will be crushed with a heavy hand."

Then Calhoun remembered what both Worley and Warrenton had told him; that
government spies were in the order, and that they knew not whom to trust.
Would the spies of the government find out who he was, and his mission? It
was not a very comforting thought.

CHAPTER XV.

OHO NE! OHO NE! OHO NE!

Monday Calhoun left for Detroit. Dr. Warrenton was on the train, but they
met as strangers. When he reached the city and went to register at the
Russell House, a gentleman was carelessly leaning against the desk talking
with the clerk. He did not appear to notice Calhoun, but he had caught the
word "Chic." after his name.

After a few moments the gentleman approached Calhoun and said: "Pardon me,
but is not this Mr. Harrison of Kentucky?"

"My name is Harrison," answered Cal