Crow had led his men into a large wooded area near a stream, telling them that they would stay there for a few days of rest. In their encounters of the last couple of months, no one had been severely wounded. Morale was high, and before burning a Rebel warehouse, they had confiscated enough supplies to replenish their own. Pickets were out, and a two-man team of scouts was always coming or going keeping an eye on their security.
On the first day in camp, several men went out to hunt and brought back enough deer to give the men a good meal with meat. Crow had a treat for the men, he and Stump had brought along coffee and enough spirits for each man to have one drink.
The smell of wood smoke from the campfires drifted through the trees. The overhead canopy was breaking up the smoke of the
