.... Forage? said Sheridan; I'll get all the forage I want. I'll haul it out if I have to set every man in the command to corduroying roads, and corduroy every mile of them from the railroad to Dinwiddie . I tell you I'm ready to strike out tomorrow and go to smashing things. And, pacing up and down, he chafed like a hound in the leash. We told him this was the kind of talk we liked to listen t...