...spoils." Four mouths had elapsed, and yet not a tent had been given us. Night after night have we been exposed to the peltings of a "pitiless storm, that would have brought tears from the eyes of old Lear himself," with the earth for a bed, and the blue heavens for a covering. Whose fail, it was I leave you to guess. We had been treated as "mere cattle," and "slashed about" without tents, and comm...