...t the touch, with a clear ringing click; and you could see your face in his sabre blade. Thus accoutred, and mounted on a good, active horse, he set off from Hazel river, and making a detour around Jeffersonton , came to an elevation in rear of Mr. —‘s house, where he stopped to reconnoitre. The Federal picket — of nineteen men, as he afterwards discovered — was at the bridge; an...