I answered, rather shortly, 'How the devil do you know there is a masked battery?
If you can't get over, how can the rebels get at you ?' He insisted on the battery, and danger.

I finally told him the bayou was utterly impassable there, but, if he insisted the enemy could cross, I would insist on an advance on our side at that point.

Hurrying on to make up lost time, I soon reached Morgan.

He was making encouraging speeches in a general way, but stopped to ask me questions as to Steele's rank, date of commission, etc.

I was very much disturbed at this, fearing want of harmony, and rode on to Steele, whom I found cursing Morgan so fiercely that I could not exactly make out the source of the trouble, or reason why; but saw want of concert clearly enough.