It is probably the advance guard of Buell's army."
They still had a trumpet, and at the colonel's order it was blown long
and loud. An answering call came from the men on the parallel road,
and they halted. Then Colonel Winchester's little troop galloped
forward and they were soon shaking hands with the men of a mounted
regiment from Ohio. They had been sent ahead by Buell to watch
Johnston's army, but hearing of the abandonment of Nashville, they were
now riding straight for the city. Colonel Winchester and his troop
joined them gladly and the colonel rode by the side of the Ohio colonel,
Mitchel.
Dick and his young comrades felt great relief. He realized the terrible
activity of Forrest, but that cavalry leader, even if he had not now
gone south, would hesitate about attacking the powerful regiment with
which Dick now rode. Warner and Pennington shared his feelings.
"The chances are ninety per cent in our favor," said the Vermonter,
"that we'll ride into Nashville without a fight. I've never been in
Tennessee before, and I'm a long way from home, but I'm curious to see
this city. I'd like to sleep in a house once more."
They rode into Nashville the next morning amid frowning looks, but the
half deserted city offered no resistance.
CHAPTER XIII
IN THE FOREST
Dick spent a week or more in Nashville and he saw the arrival of one of
General Grant's divisions on the fleet under Commodore Foote.
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