Here we are face to face for forty miles, at some points seeking to kill one another in a highly impersonal way, and at other points conducting sale and barter according to the established customs of peace.

People at home wouldn't believe it, and later on a lot more won't believe it, when the writers come to write about it.

But it's true just the same.

What else do you see from the apple tower, Brother Richard ?" "A long line of wagons approaching a camp some distance behind the Confederate trenches.

They must be loaded pretty heavily, because the drivers are cracking their whips over the horses and mules." "That's bad.