Identifier: boyspysubstantia00kerb (find matches)
Title: The boy spy; a substantially true record of events during the war of the rebellion. The only practical history of war telegraphers in the field ... thrilling scenes of battles, captures and escapes
Year: 1889 (1880s)
Authors: Kerbey, Joseph Orton, d. 1913
Subjects: United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Personal narratives United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Secret service
Publisher: Chicago, New York (etc.) Belford, Clarke & co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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bliged to be satisfied with the facilities, andpretended that it was fun. I was smart enough not to allow thosepeople to discover, by any words or actions of mine, that I objectedto going back in this way; though I would have given worlds tohave had a chance to delay them, in hojies of relief coming upfrom the Union Army that would compel them to give me uji inorder to save themselves. I had two chances for my life: I could not l)e expected to fightthe whole Rebel Army single-handed and escape unhurt; the onlything to do, was, so to conduct myself that I might throw themoff their guard and quietly get away, and thus have an ojiportu-nity to try again to reach our lines. The other alternative was,that if this chance of escape did not appear, that I might so con-duct myself toward my captors as to win their confidence, andhave the forged pass disposed of and not be carried to Beauregard.If conducted to headquarters, I might, by cunning stories, try to -ix/.— Ml lis >M^7777^,:r^ mmm
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THE BOY SPY. 159 impress on the miuds of those who would have my examination incharge the trutli of tlie story that I had become lost in thenight, while searching for the house in which my sick friend wasreported to have been left. This was plausible enough, and I hoped from the general demor-alization prevailing after the battle, that they might be careless, orat least indifferent, enough to let me off easy on this statement. The forged endorsement on the pass, which had gone out of myhands, was the serious evidence against me, coupled Avith the factof having been captured while trying to go to the enemy. There was, also, of course, always before me the great danger of adiscovery of my identity as the Fort Pickens 8py. I had ample opportunity to consider all tliese things as we trot-ted along back over that portion of the road that I had tramped outin so lighthearted a manner the night previously. The soldier wlio escorted me Avas a jolly, good fellow, and felt disposed to make myrid

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