...the affirmative he was struck by the voice of the boy, and asked him Whose son are you? To which he answered, I am Robbie, whereupon his father said, God bless you, my son, you must go in. When General Lee was in camp near Richmond his friends frequently sent him something to improve his mess-table. A lady, noted for the very good bread she made, had frequently favored him with some. One day, as we...