Sherman is getting cautious, his army hacked.

Thus we continue to fall back for four months, day by day, for one hundred and ten days, fighting every day and night.
ON THE BANKS OF THE CHATTAHOOCHEE Our army had crossed the Chattahoochee.

The Federal army was on the other side; our pickets on the south side, the Yankees on the north side.
By a tacit agreement, as had ever been the custom, there was no firing across the stream.

That was considered the boundary.

It mattered not how large or small the stream, pickets rarely fired at each other.
We would stand on each bank, and laugh and talk and brag across the stream.
One day, while standing on the banks of the Chattahoochee, a Yankee called out: "Johnny, O, Johnny, O, Johnny Reb." Johnny answered, "What do you want ?" "You are whipped, aren't you ?" "No.