She was rejoiced to meet her teamster returning.

He had viewed the occurence from a prudent distance, and being kindly-natured had decided to return to her help, as soon as it could be done without risk.
He told her that there was a wagon up the pike a little ways with a woman in it, to which he would conduct her, and they would go back to the army in front of Murfreesboro.
"It seems a case of 'twixt the devil and the deep sea," he said, despairingly.

"At any rate we can't stay out here, and my experience is that it is always safest where there is the biggest crowd." They found the wagon with the woman in it.

Its driver had bolted irrevocably, so Rachel's friend assumed the reins.

It was slow work making their way back through the confused mass, but Rachel was lucky enough to sleep through most of it.