It was like a dagger thrust.
"You don't mean--it can't be--" he exclaimed, in broken words.
Harry could control his feelings no longer.
"Yes, Colonel," he burst forth.

"It was he, Stonewall Jackson, shot down in the darkness and by mistake by our own men!" "Was he hurt badly ?" "One arm was shattered completely, and he was shot through the hand of the other." The moonlight shone on Harry's face just then, and the colonel, as he looked at him, drew in his breath with a deep gasp.
"So bad as that!" he muttered.

"I did not think our champion could fall." Lieutenant-Colonel Hector St.Hilaire, Langdon and St.Clair, who had heard him, also turned pale, but were silent.
"We must not tell it," said Harry.

"General Jackson did not wish it to be known to the soldiers, and there is fighting yet to be done.

Here comes General Hill!" Harry and Dalton flung themselves into the ranks of the Invincibles.
Hill took command in Jackson's place, but was soon badly wounded by a fragment of shell, and was taken away.