James Ford Rhodes (18481927). History of the Civil War, 18611865 1917.
they marched through the heat of the day suffering from thirst and hunger.1 Three times the column halted for a rest of twenty minutes. During one of the halts, Fitzhugh Lee, commanding a cavalry brigade, took Jackson to the top of a hill, whence could be seen a line of entrenchments of the Eleventh Corps, and behind them the soldiers, some of whom, having stacked their arms, were chatting, smoking and playing cards, whilst others were butchering cattle for the supper near at hand. Jacksons eyes flashed and his cheeks colored, as he perceived the unreadiness of his foe for the imminent fray, but his lips moving in silent prayer showed that he was supplicating the God of Battles.2 From this hilltop he reckoned that, by a farther march of two miles or more, he would be able to take Howards corps in the rear. Forward then was the word and when he had completed his fifteen miles of march, he wrote the last note that he ever sent to General Lee: I hope, so soon as practicable, to attack. I trust that an ever kind Providence will bless us with success. He was now west of the Union Army, on the side of it directly opposite to the position occupied by General Lee.
Meanwhile Hooker was up at daybreak making an examination of his right wing and when he returned to headquarters he found couriers waiting to tell him of Jacksons movement; he could himself see a portion of Jacksons column on the march turning southward which was suggestive of a retreat toward Richmond. Nevertheless, he thought for the moment that the aim of the Confederates might be to attack his right, a natural conclusion, as Lee was playing with him as he had played with Pope during the previous year. At 9:30 A.M., Hooker sent a word of