. Bull run to Bull run; or, Four years in the army of northern Virginia. Containing a detailed account of the career and adventures of the Baylor Light Horse, Company B., Twelfth Virginia Cavalry, C. S. A., with leaves from my scrap-book . nd Charlestown road. \\hen the gate oppo-site the Isler House (now Carrelis) was reached, I met TomRockenbaugh, a neighbor, on his way home. I spoke tohim and was about to request him to tell my mother that Iwas a prisoner, but not hurt, when, putting whip to his horse,he started in a full run. ]\Iy guard shouted lialt. and fireda couple of shots, but he nev
. Bull run to Bull run; or, Four years in the army of northern Virginia. Containing a detailed account of the career and adventures of the Baylor Light Horse, Company B., Twelfth Virginia Cavalry, C. S. A., with leaves from my scrap-book . nd Charlestown road. \\hen the gate oppo-site the Isler House (now Carrelis) was reached, I met TomRockenbaugh, a neighbor, on his way home. I spoke tohim and was about to request him to tell my mother that Iwas a prisoner, but not hurt, when, putting whip to his horse,he started in a full run. ]\Iy guard shouted lialt. and fireda couple of shots, but he never slackened pace. When Isaw him next after this, I inquired why he had acted sostrangely. Why, said he, If I had recognized you, theywould have killed me, sure. We reached Charlestown about 4 P. M. I had entered theplace so often as victor, and felt my humiliation so deeply,that I covered my head so that my friends would not recog-nize me. My escort kindly permitted me to stop at the eastend of the town, at my cousins the Rutherfords, where Iborrow-ed $20 in gold for use during prison life, which Ianticipated w^ould be long, as at that time there was no ex-change of officers. On resuming our journey, Lieutenant Hill kindly offered. Jno. Coleman. S8 Hull /\m> In Hull Run. me his horse. (|uile a nice animal, hiil hke most ^a^keehorses, not l)ri. whicli I rea(hl\ assented to ^ive after atrial; so J started t)lT (h)\ llnnler> Mill in a li>|)e. and ifthe i;uards had not followed so close, with their carbinesdrawn on me. callino- halt. I would have ^iven his horse afair trial through Tates woods, down the Kabletown roadand awa\ to freedom. Those fellows were e\idently mind-readers, and by vigilance frustrated my ])lans. Lieutenant Hill now mounted lii^ own horse, and I wasplaced on a very dilapidated steed, much like Don OuixotesRosinante. which bore me in humble style to Harpers Ferry,while his rider took my place on the blanket behind hiscomrade. When captured I was weari
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