All his haste was suddenly gone from him.

The strong affection that he felt for Jackson was tinged at times with awe, and this awe was always strongest when the general was praying.

He knew that the prayer was no affectation, that it came from the bottom of his soul, like that of a crusader, asking forgiveness for his sins.
The monotone ceased, the soldier took down his rifle which was held like a bar across the way, and Harry, entering, saluted his general, who was sitting in the half light at a table, reading a little book, which the lad guessed was a pocket Bible.
Harry saluted and Jackson looked at him gravely.
"You've come back alone, it seems," he said, "but you've obeyed my instructions not to come without definite news ?" "I have, sir." "What have you seen ?" "We saw the main army of General McClellan crossing the Potomac at Berlin.

He must have had there a hundred thousand men and three or four hundred guns, and others were certainly crossing elsewhere." "You saw all this with your own eyes ?" "I did, sir.

We watched them for a long time.