and gave his orders for skilful manoeuvres or for the decisive charge.
With smoking he sometimes combined the Yankee
habit of “whittling” when deep in thought or anxiously awaiting results; and in the Wilderness
is a tree which he industriously hacked with his penknife while the great battle raged, as if smoking alone were not enough to keep the outward man quiet while his mind was occupied with the great events around him, and the great purposes within.
So, in front of Vicksburg
he smoked and whittled while watching the mounting of some guns in an important position, utterly regardless of the bullets of the enemy's sharp-shooters which whistled about him.
As for his love for driving good horses, it is what might be expected of one whose earliest trait was a love for, and command over, a horse.. That trait was developed so early in his boyhood, that it must have been born in him, and is not the result of education or association.
He knows a good horse, and knows how to drive one; and he has too much humanity to abuse the animal he loves.
He is said to be one of the best riders in the army, as might be expected from his early habit of riding, though his physique does not render him the most showy.
In these times of peace, he prefers to ride in his carriage and drive.
If once or twice he has driven a little faster than the snail-pace gait which municipal laws allow, he was simply up with the times; and when some vigilant policeman, prompted by fun or malice, complained of him for violating an ordinance against fast-driving, with his usual deference for law, he modestly acknowledged his error, and promptly paid his fine.