A Bold MoveSharp looked at Meade and then at Grant who nodded his head. Sharp took a deep breath and looked back to Meade.”I missed the instructions to all departments on preparation for the Wilderness battle plan. Could you read it for me, General?”Meade spun in his chair and stared angrily at Sharp. Then he turned to Grant. “General Grant,” he said belligerently, “If this…”Grant cut him off quickly. “Oh, come now, General Meade. It will not hurt you. I would kind of like to hear it myself.”Meade thought briefly about defiance and then decided against it. It wasn’t that he despised Sharp so much; it was this intrusion into his territory and this constantly being pushed around by someone outside his command and far lower in rank. “Very well, General Grant, for you I will…” Meade let his voice trial off purposefully and assembled his papers. “Instructions to all departments of preparation for a battle near the South bank of the Rapidan. You are to issue 16 day’s marching rations, (4 of salt meat and 12 of beef on the hoof), 14,000,000 rounds of small arms ammunition, 10 days’ allowance of grain for 56,000 animals (34,071 horses and 22,528 mules)…When…