STORY OF STONEWALL JACKSON
Stonewall Jackson's victories in the Valley had won him
great renown. Everybody was anxious to see him, but he
was so retiring in his habits that he shunned the public gaze.
His dress was generally so shabby that many did not know
him, even when they saw him on his old sorrel horse.
Once, about the time he joined Lee's army, he was riding
with some of his officers through a field of oats. The owner
ran after them in a rage, demanding Jackson's name, that
he might report him at headquarters.
"Jackson is my name, sir," replied the general.
"What Jackson?" inquired the farmer.
"What! Stonewall Jackson!" exclaimed the man in astonishment.
 "That is what they call me," replied Jackson.
"General," said the man, taking off his hat, "ride over
my whole field. Do whatever you like with it, sir."