. The story of the Twenty-first Regiment, Connecticut Volunteer Infantry, during the Civil War, 1861-1865 [electronic resource] . sports, exposed to the cold wind and rains of theprevious days, while Moseby s foragers were in splendid con-dition and spirits, and full of audacious pranks. They wouldambush our troopers in the woods, and suddenly dart offafter giving a volley from behind a brush heap or wood one cross roads they actually gobbled up an unwarycavalry-man and carried him off prisoner, horse and all,right under the very noses of the main body of his there wer
. The story of the Twenty-first Regiment, Connecticut Volunteer Infantry, during the Civil War, 1861-1865 [electronic resource] . sports, exposed to the cold wind and rains of theprevious days, while Moseby s foragers were in splendid con-dition and spirits, and full of audacious pranks. They wouldambush our troopers in the woods, and suddenly dart offafter giving a volley from behind a brush heap or wood one cross roads they actually gobbled up an unwarycavalry-man and carried him off prisoner, horse and all,right under the very noses of the main body of his there were not fifty of the rebs, all told, but theywere as spry as crickets, and were liable to appear anywhereat any moment. They seemed to enjoy the skirmish muchbetter than did Colonel Sumners men, and they would notwait for the infantry to come up and engage them in a squarefight. We marched about eight or nine miles towards Kinsale andHague, burned a storehouse of bacon, a blacksmiths andcoopers shop, where rebel wagons were being manufactured, riap ofVIRGINIACAMPAIGNS Eugmved Bspenallj fijj Bintorj lint &egt. Carlisle. 338 Twenty-first Regiment Connecticut Volunteers. destroyed several granaries and cavalry sheds, and collecteda large herd of cattle and sheep, besides geese, turkeys, andsmall poultry innumerable. * * * * We reached campat dark, and for once there was no grumbling over shortrations. Food was never before so gloriously abundant andvaried, and fat men and lean men smiled alike with unctuouscontent. By the light of the blazing pitch pines, the processof reloading began at eleven oclock, and it was not until half-past three in the morning that all were aboard, and the gun-boats began the fun of shelling the woods to cover our de-parture. This cannonade was distinctly heard at Fort Monroe,and was thought to portend a great disaster. * * * * Butwe were quietly sleeping off our spree, as we steamed awayto Point Lookout, where we proposed to take in a supply oiwater f
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