At Upperville, the next day, I inquired of a woman who was scrutinizing us from her door:
"Have you seen any Rebel pickets this morning?"
She replied, indignantly:
"No! Why do you call them Rebels?"
"As you please, madam; what do you call them?"
"I call them Southern heroes, sir!"
The Negroes "Watching and Waiting."
The negroes poured into our lines whenever permitted.
"Well, Uncle," I asked of a white-haired patriarch, who was tottering along the road, "are you a Rebel, like everybody else?"
"No, sir! What should I be a Rebel for? I have been wanting to come to you all a heap of times; but I just watched and waited."