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ing the enemy with part of his division — footmen after cavalry — with fine prospects of overtaking them somewhere in China, perhaps about the great wall. The Yankees were retreating toward the Devil hole. Early bound for the same place! They did very little damage in the valley. Here is the moral: The marshals under Napoleon's eye were invincible — with separate commands, blunderers. A general of division, with General Robert E. Lee to plan and put him in the right place, does well. Mosby would plan and execute a fight or strategic movement better than Longstreet at Suffolk or Knoxville, Tubal Early at Staunton. Jackson's blunt response to some parlor or bar-room strategist in Richmond, More men, but fewer orders, was wisdom in an axiom — true then, just as true now as when the hero of the valley uttered it. It is difficult to direct, especially by couriers, the movement of troops a hundred miles distant, among mountains the ranking general never saw, except on an inaccurat
of Amisville, a charge was made upon a few guerrillas, capturing one prisoner, and scattering the remainder in all directions. At Gaines's Cross-Roads, a nest of Mosby's men was surprised and driven to the mountains. Thence, the expedition marched to Sperryville, where the enemy were discovered holding Thornton's Gap, and, upon from the Upper Potomac, a strong argument in favor of increased vigilance in that department. At Little Washington, our advance-guard surprised a small party of Mosby's guerrillas, killing one and capturing another. Here the expedition halted and encamped for the night to rest their horses, which were, if possible, more jaded tcavaliers were allowed to help themselves to several dressed hogs, which were in readiness for the satisfaction of more refined appetites, such as the disciples of Mosby, White, and other prominent F. F. V. s. As our troops were out of rations, Colonel Smith had no scruples in allowing his troops to indulge in the secesh provender.
his morning, baptized in blood. Precisely at half-past 4 o'clock this morning, Mosby's rebel battalion, himself in person at their head, avoiding our pickets on thes best they could, and a rough and tumble fight of fifteen minutes ensued, when Mosby sung out: Retreat, boys; they are too many for us! And the discomfited Major a while our cavalrymen were sound asleep in their quarters, about two hundred of Mosby's cut-throats, under command of one Captain Smith, formerly a resident in Loudo fighting the most desperate men in the rebel army. But our cavalrymen had met Mosby before, and knew him well, and a knowledge of the fact that to surrender to thewo lieutenants who were killed. I am told that Major Cole's reply was, that if Mosby wanted the bodies of his killed, he'd better try to surprise his camp once morer Cole commanding, during an attack made on the camp on Loudon Heights, Va., by Mosby's and White's forces, at three o'clock A. M. on the tenth of January, 1864: