He's goin' to tell the Yankees to stop or he'll hurt 'em." "That ain't the way to ride a hoss, bub.

Don't set up so straight in the saddle." Harry paid no attention to this disregard of his dignity as an officer.
He had long since become used to it, and, if they enjoyed it, he was glad to furnish the excuse.

He reached the rear guard of scouts and skirmishers, and, turning his horse, kept with them for a while, but they saw nothing.

Sherburne, with a detachment of the cavalry was there, and Ashby, who commanded all the horse, often appeared.
"Fremont's army is not many miles behind," said Sherburne.

"If we were to ride a mile or two toward it we could see its dust.