...laughter pens at Marye's Hill that annoyed his nostrils and weakened his stomach, the Rebels could only reckon—leaving the Yankees to guess. About midnight I went to Barksdale's bivuoac, on Lee's Hill , to learn the result of his consultation with General Early. I found him wrapped in his war-blanket, lying at the foot of a tree. Are you asleep, General? No, sir; who could sleep with a millio...