The Battle of the Wilderness ended Friday night, from an infantry standpoint, but Sheridan's cavalry had fighting enough Saturday to prevent them from getting-rusty. We were given to understand early in the morning that the army was to go on. While the infantry were cutting the pegs out of their shoes, and burying the dead Saturday, the troopers were feeling the enemy over on the left toward Spottsylvania. There was a good deal of trouble in locating Lee's line of battle. The rebels had not felt safe outside their breastworks after Gordon had failed to double up our right. When they were found by our pickets Saturday morning, they seemed to have lost their thirst for Yankee blood so far as coming outside to rebuke our curiosity was concerned. A reconnaissance by Gen. Warren of the Fifth Corps occasioned a suspicion that the infantry were at it again, as the firing was lively in Warren's front for a few minutes. Lee did not accept the challenge, and no general engagement was brought on. There was a sharp set-to between Stuart's cavalry and the first brigade of the first division of Sheridan's corps, commanded by Gen. G. A. Custer, early Saturday morning. The rebels found Custer an ugly customer. They skedaddled to Todd's Tavern, after vainly trying to check the advance of the boys in blue. Gen. Custer was an ideal cavalry officer. He was something like six feet in height, and sat his horse perfectly. He was one of the youngest generals in the army, having won the star of a brigadier before he was twenty-four years old. His pleasant blue eye seemed to fire up with the first intimation of battle. His appearance was all the more striking because of his long wavy hair and his dashing make-up, which included a large red necktie. His brigade adopted the red tie as a part of their uniform, and Custer's troops could be distinguished at long range. It was a common saying in the cavalry corps that the rebels preferred to have nothing to do with Custer's brigade except at “long range,” and therein the Confederates exhibited excellent judgment. Custer was a favorite in the regular army after the war, and his death--in the Custer massacre in 1876--was mourned by soldiers and civilians throughout the United States. CHAPTER IX. _Sheridans Raid--Turning Out Lively--Crossing the North Anna--Massa Linkum's Sojers--The Tables Turned--The Name of Mother--A Yankee's Benediction--Pushing On Front Beaver Dam--“The Kingdom Comin'”--The Grave of Massa Tom--Foraging on the Enemy--The Old Planter and the Vandal Horde--Yankees Without Horns._ [Illustration: 9139] URN out, men!” “Turn out, lively!” “Saddle up--mount at will!” We turned out lively enough. The rebels were shelling our bivouac on the banks of the North Anna River. It was just at daylight. Our dreams of home were interrupted by the “pinging” of bullets, and the more distressing sounds of missiles of larger caliber. “Look out there!” “What's that?”