A week later, I left home with the mules and the wagon. The ride took place in a rough countryside, which consisted of mostly woods. Here and there you would see a farm or a barn in the middle of a field. What I liked best about the ride was that the beauty of nature was all around us; hawks soaring in the sky, streams flowing, etc. Close to nightfall was when we finally arrived at Stanardsville. I stopped by the store, where men loaded my wagon with beef. The men who gave me the beef told me to go into the woods where the other teamsters camped. I went into the woods, where I spotted the other teamsters. Since we would probably be waiting a while for the wagon train to form, I unhitched the mules and curried them with a brush. When I finished