Harry knew that sentinels were posted further down the ridge, but he could not see them from where he lay.

Although it was a long time, the forest and human figures wavered at last, and he dozed for a while.

But he soon awoke and saw a faint tint of gray low down in the east, the first timid herald of dawn.
The young soldiers were awakened.

They started to rise with a cheerful exchange of chatter, but were sternly commanded to silence.
Nevertheless, they talked in whispers and told one another how they would wipe the Yankees off the face of the earth.

Workers from the shops in the big cities of the North could not stand before them, the open air sons of the South.