. History of the Fifteenth Pennsylvania volunteer cavalry which was recruited and known as the Anderson cavalry in the rebellion of 1861-1865; . nything to village was utterly deserted save by two women and somechildren, who peered from the windows in great alarm, but findingthat no attempt was made to molest them or to appropriate theirlittle store of cornmeal, they soon became friendly and communi-cative. The signal officer with his corps of three men was sta-tioned on a projecting rock, now familiarly known as Table Rock,a little distance above the hotel, and the position afforded a
. History of the Fifteenth Pennsylvania volunteer cavalry which was recruited and known as the Anderson cavalry in the rebellion of 1861-1865; . nything to village was utterly deserted save by two women and somechildren, who peered from the windows in great alarm, but findingthat no attempt was made to molest them or to appropriate theirlittle store of cornmeal, they soon became friendly and communi-cative. The signal officer with his corps of three men was sta-tioned on a projecting rock, now familiarly known as Table Rock,a little distance above the hotel, and the position afforded a visualsweep that seemed to take in the whole South. It had now grown dark, but there was no rest for the wearycavalrymen, for the roads were to be picketed and forage mustbe found. Leaving a small guard at the station, off we starteddown the ridge. How longingly we looked back at the comfort-able hotel, with its cheery fire and beds enough for the w^iole party,while we groped our way in the pitchy darkness until we came tothe forks of the road, about seven miles from the station! I quote my old friend Jack Williams experience that night:. ;KUUP of CO. ■L ON LOOKOUT MOUNTAIN Lieut. A. N. Morton A. M. Prict John P. Strebig-C. P. Bechtel J. B. Kreider Company L on Lookout Mountain. 289 Por the rest of the night we picketed the roads leading up fromeast to south. It was my fate to be placed at the farthest outpost,on the southern road, over a mile from the reserve. By this roadit was almost certain the enemy would make his approach—whether that night or another was the only question. Oh, the inter-minable length of those wee sma hours, when Rudolph Birn-baum and I stood to horse just inside the thickets—cold, weary,half-starved and half-asleep—awaiting the tardy dawn! We ex-pected every moment to hear the sound of hostile hoofs. Itseemed as if daylight would never come; nor was it the least partof our misery to see our poor brute companions gnawing thebushes around them in
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