“I reckon we’re going to have lots o’ fightin’ afore we see the streets o’ Richmond,” ventured Bart Callings, who stood by. “We’ve got Yorktown to pass, an’ it’s full of rebels, an’ Williamsburg, an’ the Chickahominy River, where they’ll make a stand as sure as eggs is eggs, and then comes a lot of swamp woods, an’ I don’t know what all--an’ they’ll have every hole an’ corner o’ it fortified, mark my words!” “Oh, we’ll get fighting enough,” answered another. “The rebs are just as brave as we are, every bit, and we might as well understand it so, first as last.” “I go in for a dash,” was the comment of a little wiry man named Fleck. “Start the army on a run for Richmond and let it stop at nothing, and the day will be ours in less than a week.” How long the discussion might have lasted, there is no telling, but just then came the cry: “Company B fall in for supper!” and every man sprang for his cup and dinner plate, for Company B in that regiment meant the Goreville Volunteers. The cooking was done under a large tent at the end of the division grounds. Here, over a long fire built up of fence rails, tree branches or any other fuel which came handy, hung a row of smoky kettles, one containing coffee, another soup, another fresh or salt meat, and so on, the diet varying but little from meal to meal and day-to-day. The men marched up in a row, from kettle to kettle, each getting his cup and plate filled and also his supply of pilot crackers, or “hard tack.” This ended, the soldiers would return to their quarters, each crowd of five occupying a tent usually forming a mess of their own. For over a week the Goreville Volunteers lay in the camp on the road not far from Big Bethel. During that time the weather remained fairly fine and, consequently, all were in the best of spirits, and even Jerry Rowe brightened up, although still grumbling because the fare was so plain and the war was not pushed so “it could be got done with and they could go home.” At last, early in April, came the order to move, “in heavy marching order,” and once more the boys in that division found themselves on the way to Yorktown. In the meanwhile, another corps of the Army of the Potomac was pushing forward from Newport News Point, intending to clear the road up past a settlement called Lee’s Mills, for it must be remembered that in advancing upon Richmond it was the intention of General McClellan to make a general advance from the York to the James up the peninsula. A glance at a map of this territory will aid my readers greatly in following the movements which ensued.