Another teamster's Blunder.
The wagon train was crossing a stream, and a teamster was belaboring his mules with all his might to keep them from drinking.
's horse was drinking near by, and General Hill
told the teamster to stop beating the mules so unmercifully.
The muledriver invited him to attend to his own business, as he himself proposed to do as he pleased with his team.
His surprise was as great as McClellan
's or Pope
's at Jackson
's rear movements, when he felt the sharp raps of General Hill
's rapier on his back applied with the vigor of an experienced hand.
He, too, begged the General
I would not be understood as intimating that these things occurred by design of the General
, or that he purposely moved around incognito
. By no means.
It was his consideration of comfort that led him to leave off his coat.