Publisher's Synopsis
In the fall of the year 1860, when I was in my nineteenth year, I boarded the steamboat Virginia, -the only one then running on the Rappahannock river, -and went to Fredericksburg on my way to the University of Virginia. It was my expectation to spend two sessions in the classes of the professors of law, John B. Minor and James P. Holcombe, and then, having been graduated, to follow that profession in Lancaster, my native count
