Muleskinner BluesChapter 2
JC and I were frequent visitors to Richmond during 1862. The war was going well for the Confederacy in northern Virginia as the Union Army was in disarray while its commander was changed almost monthly. Every time they made an incursion into Virginia we sent them running back to Washington with their tails between their legs. Our soldiers were still being supplied and equipment was constantly being marshaled out of the railroad hub in Richmond. Commodore Spooner was still locked out to sea...