...ching through the woods, and across the road, and up the slope behind them, seethed and shimmered in the sultry, dusty air. No serious work would be done that day, if all the signs were true. General Grant remounted, rode to headquarters in the pine grove up the road, threw himself down against a tree, and began to drowse. A drowsy and a curious scene: The Lieutenant-General here, at the foot of a ...