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same, to the neglect of the rein; whereupon the steed, missing his usual dragoon, started at a wild gallop!
Off flew the flat cap and away went the horse and rider, with a Staff officer in full chase!
Example is contagious, and, in two minutes, the country was dotted with Russians, on the wings of the wind, and vainly pursuing officers and orderlies.
Some tumbled off, some were caught and brought back; and one chief engineer was discovered, after dark, in the woods, and in the unpleasant vicinity of the enemy's picket line.
However, the most of them were at last got up and viewed the troops from their uncertain positions.
After which they were filled up with large quantities of meat and drink and so sent in a happy frame of mind to Washington, The Captain was a very intelligent man; but most of the rest had no character or manliness in their faces, and two or three of them seemed to me almost full-blooded Jews. . . .
To-morrow1 I lose my tent-mate, the phlegmatic countryman of Gustav Adolf and Charles XII.
He could not get permission to remain on General Hunt's Staff and so will have the satisfaction of joining his cavalry regiment, which is hutted somewhere in the mud, near Culpeper!
In his place I shall probably have Rosencrantz, another Swede, and for some time at Headquarters as A. D.C. He is a courteous man, an old campaigner, and very amusing with his broken English.
1 This final paragraph is from a letter dated December 15.
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