. Young folk's history of the war for the union . ith uproari-ous merriment. Manypeople thought this wasundignified, but Stuartnever played until busi-ness was done, and noone could complain thatbe ever shirked a dutyfor pleasure. John Es-ten Cooke, a Virginianwriter, tells of liim thathe never drank intoxi-cating liquors, never ut-tered an oath, nor per-mitted any profanity athis quarters, and carried his mothers Bible on his personwherever he went. Such was the man whom General Lee chose for this danger-ous duty, afterward known as the ride around started on the night of Jun
. Young folk's history of the war for the union . ith uproari-ous merriment. Manypeople thought this wasundignified, but Stuartnever played until busi-ness was done, and noone could complain thatbe ever shirked a dutyfor pleasure. John Es-ten Cooke, a Virginianwriter, tells of liim thathe never drank intoxi-cating liquors, never ut-tered an oath, nor per-mitted any profanity athis quarters, and carried his mothers Bible on his personwherever he went. Such was the man whom General Lee chose for this danger-ous duty, afterward known as the ride around started on the night of June 12, with twelve hundredcavalry and two pieces of horse artillery. He rode nortli fromRichmond, and swept round in McClellans rear until he reachedHanover Old Church, where he dispersed some Union cavalryand burned their camp, losing one of his captains in the was as far as General Lee had ordered him to go, but thealarm had been given and he was confident that a large forcewould be sent to cut him off. Stuart saw only one way of es-. J. E. B. Stuart. 262 SHENANDOAH VALLEY.—CHIGKAHOMINT. [1863. cape—to ride entirely round McClellans army, running therisk of nieeting large bodies of the enemy. A friend afterwardsaid to him: If the enemy had come down on you, you wouldhave had to surrender. 0 no, he replied, there was one other course left. What was that? To die game. His mind once made up, Stuart rode on, burning wagonsand army stores and capturing prisoners and horses, until atlast the Chickahominy was reached below McClellans the river was flooded and the ford where he hoped to crosswas impassable. The enemy were expected behind everyminute, and no time was to be lost. The men were half deadfor want of sleep, for they had ridden all night long, butStuart, never despairing, turned the column down stream, wherethere Avas an old bridge. Alas! the bridge was gone, and onlythe stone abutments were left to show where it had been. Anold store-house stood nea
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