The army of newly-fledged soldiers was burning with eagerness to be led against the rebels.

"On to Richmond!" shouted citizens and soldiers, statesmen and politicians.

Some cursed and some deprecated the cautious slowness of the old general who had never been defeated.
"On to Richmond!" cried the boys in Tom's regiment, and none more earnestly than he.
"Don't hurry old Scott.

He knows what he is about.

I know something about this business, for I've seen old Scott where the bullets flew thicker'n snow flakes at Christmas," was the oft-repeated reply of Hapgood, the veteran of Company K.
The movement which had been so long desired and expected was made at last, and the regiment struck its tents, and proceeded over Long Bridge into Virginia.