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               plans and movements had been kept secret and our minds were made up for the
               worst.


               Arriving within a few miles of Dungeness, we suddenly observed ahead a light
               in the middle of the road. We halted to consider. Things were happening strictly
               according to our painful expectation. Although too far distant to observe details,
               there was no doubt in our minds as to what it was. It was a plain case of
               ambush; a rope stretched across the road lighted with a lantern, and a bunch of

               strong-arm men of the opposition concealed in the brush waiting to beat us up
               should we attempt to pass.

               The prospect was not at all alluring. We debated whether to proceed or return and

               finally decided to go forward cautiously being prepared to retire in good order
               should circumstances demand or even faintly suggest such a course.

               As we proceeded, with our hearts in the vicinity of our adams-apple, the road
               abruptly turned to the right and the light proved to be a lamp in a farm house
               window far off the road. The ambush dissolved into thin air. The scouts breathed
               easier, inspired themselves with fresh courage and went forward.


               The main body had been lumbering slowly along and the dense darkness
               arrived at the canyon of McDonald Creek, where it was thought wise to go into
               battle formation and to move thereafter with due caution and discipline. A

               commander-in-chief was chosen. That redoubtable leader at once displayed
               military genius. He thus addressed his forces:

                       “Men, from now on there must be no lighting of pipes or loud talk.
                       Remember, we are in the land of the enemy.”

               Mr. Fisher and myself, meanwhile had arrived in the outskirts of Dungeness

               and, parking our steeds, proceeded on foot, rather nervously, not knowing at
               what moment we might stumble upon some watchful sentinel who would shoot
               first and investigate post mortem. By dint of much climbing of fences and
               hiding behind barns we finally succeeded in arriving undetected in the rear of

               the court house where we could have all of the movements of the opposition under
               observation.



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