Getting on the ferry boat at Covington on the Kentucky side, on my
trip to Canada, just as it was landing coming over from the Cincinnati
side, I saw ten or fifteen steps ahead of me my uncle, Higgins Lane,
and my aunt, his wife, from Indiana. He was my mother’s brother, whom
I dearly loved, but knew to be an intense Union man. And uncle as he
was, I was afraid that he would expose me and have me arrested. I
immediately dodged around the boat and did not see him any more. I
learned afterward that I had misjudged him, and done him an injustice.
He announced that he would not have thought of such a thing as having
me arrested. At my home at Owingsville, in Bath County, after the war,
my wife and I had the pleasure of entertaining him and my aunt as
hospitably as was in our power.