Everything about the house and grounds was in the neatest order.
Beside the hunting lodge stood a great tent, in which his staff messed.
"Were you here the day General Jackson came to these quarters, Harry ?" asked Dalton.
"No, I was in service at the bank of the river, carrying some message or other.

I've forgotten what it was." "Well, I was.

We didn't know where we were going to stay, and a lady came from the big house here down to the edge of the woods, where we were still sitting on our horses.

'Is this General Jackson ?' asked she.
'It is, madame,' he replied, lifting his hat politely.

'My husband owns this house,' she said, pointing toward it, 'and we will feel honored and glad if you will occupy it as your headquarters while you are here.' He thanked her and said he'd ride forward with a cavalry orderly and inspect the place.