I have a horse!  I was drinking at a spring 
by the road when I heard someone coming.  The
Union messenger who stopped to drink never 
knew I was there until it was too late.  He 
gave up without a fight.  I figured I'd have 
to kill him, and started to.  I've had enough 
of killing however.  I just took his horse and 
weapon and left.  I also got a good winter coat 
out of the deal.  Its Union Blue, but I don't 
care.  A lot of our men are wearing parts of 
Union uniforms now.  I guess I'll still wear 
my blanket over it to keep from being shot by 
mistake.

The horse is a big old roan that stands better 
than 15 hands.  He's got a mean streak in him, 
and I have to watch out that he doesn't kick or 
bite me, but I guess we'll make out.  It isn't 
the most comfortable thing to ride a horse, but
it sure beats walking.  Makes it a lot easier to 
get away if I see Union Troops too.