LieutenantBaker’snewhousewasignited。Onebyoneeveryhutwasfired。Therear-guard，havingdonetheirduty，closedupinthelineofmarch。
Ididnotgivetheword”Forward！”untiltheflameshadshotuphighintheair，andthestationwasinthepossessionofthefire。Atthismomentaloudreportannouncedthatalltherocketshadexploded。Theadvance-guardmovedforward，andthemarchcommenced。
Wesoonenteredthehighgrass，whichwasreekingwiththelightrain，andwewerewetthroughinaninstant。
Mywifewaswalkingclosebehindmewithaquantityofspareammunitionforthe”Dutchman”inherbreast。ShehadaColt’srevolverinherbelt。
LieutenantBakerwasheavilyloaded，ashecarriedaPurdyrifleslungacrosshisback，togetherwithalargebagofammunition，whileheheldadoublebreechloadersmooth-boreinhishand，withabagofheavybuckshotcartridgesuponhisshoulder。