bullet in the leg. We bivouacked on the battle-field, which is now a desert where the bones of men and animals are bleaching on every hand.
Many fights afterwards took place on the same ground, and the place is historic.
Future generations of Virginians, as they pick up rusted bits of shell, and bullets, and fragments of broken weapons, with which the whole field has been so often strewn, will recall with pride the noble deeds done by their fathers in the battles at Brandy Station.
During the night and early in the morning a large party of our army had arrived in the vicinity of Brandy Station, and soon after day-light the boom of artillery from Jackson's corps, which was in advance, announced to us that Old Stonewall was already at work.
General Robert E. Lee had established his headquarters in a grove quite near us, and as we could get nothing for breakfast, we gladly accepted his invitation to share his own frugal meal, which consisted of rye coffee, bread,