next day came & went & no Yankees came --
the next came & found us in our camp, resemble-
ing in many respects "patience on a Monument"
after being sold, for during the night the
bird had flown, the whole Yankee army
had disappeared & we were left in inglorious
possession of Sewell. Oh. Lee! Lee! Don't
expect the
the Spider's web, or Yankees always to come
Leeward & Lee never go forward. Cavalry
was immediately dispatched by the flanking
road to intercept & harass their baggage
train, but the Cavalry with its usual circum-
spection, managed to keep a very respectful
distance from the Yankees. Gen. Floyd, Genl.
Lee, Major Glass & myself at once rode over
to ^'the' recent camp of the Yankees & we were almost
the first persons that reached the spot --
the whole ground for hundreds of yards
was strewn with coffee, beans, soap, boxes
& all manner of camp & cooking utensils,
which were of immense value. The General
by good fortune captured a splendid
saddle, Maj. Glass & myself who now
messed together laid up for ourselves
a splendid camp chest filled with every
conceivable convenience.
"Patience on a monument" a quote from Shakespeare's "Twelfth Night"
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