he tents, in which everything had left, were speedily burned and the march resumed — whither?
Here was the turning-point of the expedition.
Two routes were before me, the one to return by Hanover Court-House, the other to pass around through New-Kent, taking the chances of having to swim the Chickahominy, and make a bold effort to cut the enemy's lines of communication.
The Chickahominy was believed by my guides to be fordable near Forge Bridge.
I was fourteen miles from Hanover Court-Houske care, men, take care.
Heaven bless you; but take care — the enemy are everywhere.
Such is their gentle warning, given to the weary, dusty, chivalric column dashing through the country in the enemy's rear.
The advance-guard having reached New-Kent, and found an extensive sutler's establishment, some dismount and enter.
Every description of goods that taste or fancy might require are found in profusion here.
Clothes of all descriptions and qualities, cutlery, sabres, pistols, shoes, pres