But the army remained in full feather, and didn't go. Let the enemy begin the attack — and they began it at Baif's Bluff.
Then was exhibited a fearful amount of incompetency, of slaughter, of treachery.--but the Major- General Commanding, after Banks had crossed the Potomac, ordered his return, and refused to accept the battle tendered by the foe. A long, geting Indian summer, with roads more hard and skies more beautiful than Virginia had seen for many a year, followed, carrying October, with its dry soil and hammy sun, onward, till December melted into January.
This seemingly special invitation of Providence for an onward movement, instead of being accepted, was whiled away in ostentations parades and gala-day sham fights, where the common soldiery mounted their white gloves, and the Major General Commanding bestrode his favorite charger, the unthinking crowd gaping with wonder, while belies from the Northern cities showered their an esteem smiles all over the scene.