Here's one of my favorite mule stories from the war. It took place in Arkansas at the August 24, 1864 Battle of Ashley's Station. General Jo Shelby's cavalry attack the Union "hay makers" forces along Memphis & Little Rock Railroad (now Modern day Carlisle, Arkansas). Shelby's cavalry attacked the army in the hay fields and drove them back to the forts and the railroad. As they moved in on the railroad from the north the speed of attack hastened. One of Shelby's cavalrymen riding a mule was in the middle of the charge. When they reached the tracks the charge stopped all except the mule and the soldier on his back. They went running and bucking over the tracks into the heart of the union lines. Both armies kind of froze at the site of this one man charge. He disappeared through the union lines and finally came out a distance down the line unscathed, the union men watched this poor trooper on the wild running mule and never fired one round at him in his moment of dilemma. Years later the trooper stated, he sure thought he was a dead man and never wanted to make that charge, but the mule had other ideas.