You rode on that mission to Grierson and he may want to ask you questions." Dick was glad to go with them.

He was eager to see once more the man who had taken Henry and Donelson and who had hung on at Shiloh until Buell came.

The general's tent was in a grove on a bit of high ground, and he was sitting before it on a little camp stool, smoking a short cigar, and gazing reflectively in the direction of Grand Gulf.
He greeted the three officers quietly but with warmth and then he listened to Colonel Winchester's detailed account of what he had seen and learned in his raid toward Jackson.

It was a long narrative, showing how the Southern forces were scattered, and, as he listened, Grant's face began to show satisfaction.
But he seldom interrupted.
"And you think they have no large force at Jackson ?" he said.
"I'm quite sure of it," replied Colonel Winchester.
Grant chewed his cigar a little while and then said: "Grierson is doing well.

It was an achievement for you and him to beat off Forrest.