As Harry and his friend passed the gate, the former perceived several
forms flit across the darkness, and a suspicion of treachery instantly
flashed through his mind.

"We are betrayed," he whispered to Alfred.

"No matter, let us push boldly forward," was the reply.

They had not moved ten paces before the command "Halt" given.

"Push on!" exclaimed Alfred, darting forward.

The two friends moved on at a rapid run, when a volley of musketry was
fired at them. Harry escaped unhurt and continued running at the top
of his speed, and not until he had gone a considerable distance, did
he discover that his friend was not with him. It was, however, too
late for him to turn back, and entering Chicago, he made his way
through the city, and continued his journey.

At the fire of the Federals, Alfred received four wounds; and sunk
without a word to the ground. The enemy shortly after coming up found
him insensible, and conveyed his inanimate body to the hospital. He
was dangerously wounded, and the physicians declared there was but
little hope of his recovery.

Two weeks after this unfortunate occurrence, a cartel for the exchange
of prisoners was agreed upon between the Federal and Confederate
authorities, and the prisoners at Camp Douglas were transported to
Vicksburg. The doctors declared that Alfred was not in a state to be
removed, and was left at the hospital. His condition at that time was