Come the second run the Gin'ral made, peered like Henry set out to 'lect him all by hisself.

He wore every horse on the place out, ridin' to rallies.
Sometimes he was gone three days at a stretch.

He'd git one place an' hear of a rally on ten miles or so furder, an' blest if he didn't ride plum acrost the state 'fore he got through with one trip.

He set out in July, and he rid right straight through to November, nigh onto every day of his life.

He got white, an' thin, an' narvous, from loss of sleep an' lack of food, an' his pa got restless, said Henry was takin' the 'lection more serious 'an he ever took the war.