ed. First stormy night."

Calhoun now examined the time-tables and found that a train left Columbus
for Cincinnati at 1:15 A. M.; arriving in Cincinnati before the prisoners
were aroused in the morning. So he wrote on a slip of paper: "Escape as
soon after midnight as possible." He believed that train could be taken
with safety. The afternoon of November 27, the weather became dark and
stormy. At supper-time Calhoun heard the glad word, "To-night."

As soon as his duties were done he hurried to the home of Mr. Pettis,
exchanged his uniform for citizen's clothes, telling Mr. Pettis his work
at the penitentiary was done, and he had decided to leave. "Ask no
questions; it is better that you know nothing," said Calhoun.

Mr. Pettis took his advice, but he was not surprised in the morning when
he heard that Morgan had escaped. For General Morgan to escape, it was
necessary for him to occupy a lower cell. His brother, Captain Dick
Morgan, occupied the cell next to Captain Hines. The Captain, giving up
his chance of escaping, effected an exchange of cells with his brother.
This was easily accomplished, as they were about of a size, and it was
quite dark in the cells when they were locked in.

The General had been allowed to keep his watch. When a few minutes after
twelve came, he arose, fixed a dummy in his bed to resemble a man
sleeping, and breaking through the thin crust over the opening with his
foot, slipped into the air chamber. He gave the signal, and was quickly
joined by his companions. Captain Morgan had made a ladder out of strips
of bed-clothing, and by the aid of this ladder they hoped to scale two
walls, one twenty feet high, which would stand between them and liberty,
after they had emerged from the tunnel.

A little before midnight Calhoun made his way as close as he durst to the
place where he knew the wall must be scaled. Not three hundred feet away
several guards were gathered around a fire. The night was cold, and the
guards kept close to the fire. Slowly the minutes passed. The city clocks
struck half-past twelve. Would they never come? Had their flight been
detected?

Suddenly a dark spot appeared on top of the wall. Then another, and
another, until Calhoun counted seven. They were all there. Silently they
slid down the rope ladder, the talk and laughter of the guards ringing in
their ears. But noiselessly they glided away, and the darkness hid them.

"This way," whispered Calhoun. When out of heari