the ill-success of our expedition, and our little misadventure was set down as a most fortunate accident.
Our purchase, indeed, met with a higher degree of appreciation than we had wished for, since, the news of it having been widely circulated, we had numerous visitors at camp; and several officers, whose names need not be given, plied the demijohns so industriously that we thought they would never be able to find their way back to their respective encampments.
On the morning of the 2d December I received by a courier information from Stuart that he had been unexpectedly detained in Port Royal, together with orders that I should join him there at once; so that I started a second time with my portly friend the doctor on our journey.
It was a disagreeable ride enough.
The cold was intense, the road rough, and the distance long.
We had ridden already more than twenty miles, the icicles hanging from our beards and our horses' nostrils, when we met General Stuart returning to Fre