passed up the Iron Works road, followed, as I afterward learned, at long distance by a part of Home Guards, mounted upon such horses as they had been able to pick up on the streets of Georgetown-some riding with bridles and some with halters; but when they came in sight of the rear of our little column they concluded discretion was the better part of valor and turned off on another road.

We passed through the farm of Victor Flournoy, stopping to refresh ourselves at the spring of the Rev. R. H. Breckinridge, where the ladies came out, and one, whose bright eyes bespoke a southern heart, was very curious to know what party we belonged to. This accidental call was construed into an attempt to arrest the doctor, and his son, Captain Will. Breckinridge, whom we had not seen, was accused of being accessory. It is not surprising they should judge thus, meting by their own measure. The enemy may feel the effect of Captain Will's steel upon the field of battle, but they will never find a man of his noble Southern soul trying to secure his father's arrest. Taking tea at my father's, I proceeded on to Kiser's Station, on the Paris and Covington road, and fired the bridge. The burning bridge fired an old shed beneath, which i afterward learned was Mr. Kisser's distillery. I regretted the loss of private property, but, as it did happen, better be a distillery than anything else. I here lost 7 pickets through their mistaking the road, and we hunted them until day, and consequently did not destroy the Townsend Bridge, as I had contemplated. We then proceeded toward Georgetown, and while encamped in a wood-land near that place R. P. Tannehill, of Company A, Texas Squadron, was by the accidental discharge of a gun launched into eternity. Robert was a brave soldier boy, always ready, devoted to the Southern cause, and the main prop of his widowed mother; but we laid our bold soldier boy to rest more than 1,000 miles from his fond mother, who little dreams, of the removal of her boy.

On this the evening of the 18th we rejoined you in Georgetown, and by order arrested Mr. Samuel Thompson, the provost-marshal of that place.

On the 17th instant, near Cynthiana, in accordance with your order, I proceeded with my command across to the Millersburg pike, arresting the guard at the bridge, driving in the picket,and commencing the fight on that side of town. We drove the enemy back front that portion of the town. They soon returned in pretty large force, waving their hands. I ordered to cease firing, thinking they wished to surrender, but they had mistaken us for Home Guards, and commenced cursing us for firing on our own men. I ordered them to lay down their arms, when they fired and ran. We opened a brisk fire and they dropped their guns for two squares down the street. We killed some 10 or 12, wounding many, and capturing as many more in town, and when they retreated from the town-we pursued on horseback, capturing many. The loss from my battalion was 1 killed (in Captain Hamilton's company) and 3 badly wounded, viz, Lieutenant R. Speer, of Company A, of the Texas Squadron; Clark Aldridge, of Captain Huffman's company, and I from Captain McMillan's company; there were two other slightly wounded. Captain Huffman is of a brave stock and is an honor to the name. On all other occasions the forces were together and your report will embrace the whole.

My command conducted themselves with the bravery that has always characterized them, securing lasting honors to themselves, while rendering such efficient service to their country; and to their honor be it said they never failed to show kindness to the captured and wounded of the enemy and respect to the rights. I think the kindness