Our esteemed friends of the Sixty-fourth Virginia, who were in camp at the little town of Jonesville, about 40 miles from the Gap, had learned of our starting up the Valley to drive them out, and they showed that warm reciprocity characteristic of the Southern soldier, by mounting and starting down the Valley to drive us out.

Nothing could be more harmonious, it will be perceived.

Barring the trifling divergence of yews as to who was to drive and who be driven, there was perfect accord in our ideas.
Our numbers were about equal.

If I were to say that they considerably outnumbered us, I would be following the universal precedent.
No soldier-high or low-ever admitted engaging an equal or inferior force of the enemy.
About 9 o'clock in the morning--Sunday--they rode through the streets of Jonesville on their way to give us battle.

It was here that most of the members of the Regiment lived.