The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-12-03
Gbe Ginres, Nem BLOOMFIELD, 11a.

on their way to Washington from half
dozer Northern States, and ''heaped up''
the story, until all of them were in a tremor
Of excitement. / was little impatient to
wind up my task, and was determined to
urge on matters SO that could spring the
trap. was pretty positive that the milk
man would have information to carry to
his friends next, and must effect his cap
ture. had learned that he lived out on
Fairfax Road, beyond our picket line, and
was permitted to continue his business be-
cause he had voluntarily taken the oath
Of allegiance to the government, and was
I known to the army as Union man whose
property must not suffer from raiders.
Going to the chiefs Office, l made re-
port of my actions and stated my intention
to capture Stevens. I was offered every
assistance, but asked for nothing except
horse, being quite sure that could trap
the mail-carrier alone. Taking the horse
to livery stable near to Long Bridge,
left orders to have him saddled at eight
o'clock the next morning, and that was all
the preparation necessary. At tea-time
had very little to relate, stating that should
be able to give them great news on the
third day after. l made a hasty meal, and
took care not to return in the evening until
all in the house were asleep. Fearing that
l might overseleep myself, remained
awake all night, and was at the head of the
stairs when the milkman came. The lady
was waiting for him this time, and after
she had called him inside and shut the
door, l saw her hand him packet of let
ters. He unbuttoned his shirt, dropped
the parcel into his bosom, and then made his
departure.
Everything had worked as anticipated,
and now to catch him. Without stopping
to eat breakfast, and leaving the house
without attracting the attention of any one,
I hurried to the stable, mounted my horse,
and then rode to the picket-line and be-
yond, having pass which would take me
through the lines of the army at any point.
1t was perhaps ten o'clock before / saw
Stevens coming back. His horse was jog
ging along, his wagon rattlng, and the man
himself was the last one to be suspected.
"Hold on minute, Mr.. Stevens ~ l
commanded, as his vehicle came opposite
my position.
He hauled up suddenly, looked at me in
great surprise, and then asked what I
wanted
81 want you, sir !" I replied, going close
up to the cart. 81 arrest you for a spy, or
the next thing to it--for being Confeder-
ate mail-carrier %
Preached out my hand and laid it on his
his leg as I spoke the words, being right
behind the wheels of the wagon. He SEEM
ed to comprehend the situation in an in
stant. Looking all around, and seeing us
only he made movement with his hand,
heard the click of pistol, and the next
instant blaze of fire shot into my face,
the horse jumped and / was knocked down
and run over.
1t was minute or two before | found
out whether was dead or alive. The ball
from his pistol had missed my head, and
the wheel had only bruised me- felt nc
pain, owing to the excitement, and sprane
to see him lashing his horse into free gal
lop. In moment more | was mounted
and in pursuit.
CONCLUDED NEXT WEEK.