If your eye meets this page, old comrade, it may give you another laugh—and laughter is something in this dull epoch, is it not?
But whether you laugh or sigh, and wherever you may be, health and happiness attend you!
In the afternoon, I was at Warrenton.
VII. — STUART CAUGHT IN THE TRAP.
I found the general moving toward Auburn, on a reconnoissance.
Meade had been delayed much by uncertainty as to his adversary’s designs—had scarcely advanced beyond the Rappahannock—and the object of Stuart was to discover his position and intentions.
That was the work always assigned to the “Eyes and Ears” of the army Stuart’s cavalry; and the stout cavalier, now at the head of his column, was on for the railroad, along which the enemy must retreat.
Another comedy was to follow—which came near being a tragedy.