The Southern troops seemed animated by that extraordinary battle fever and absolute contempt of death which distinguished them so often during this war.

Buell's army was driven in on both flanks, and only the center held fast.

It began to seem possible that the South, despite her reduced ranks might yet defeat both Northern armies.

Another battery dashed up to the relief of the men in blue.

It was charged at once by the men in gray so fiercely that the gunners were glad to escape with their guns, and once more the wild rebel yell of triumph swelled through the southern forest.
Dick, standing with his comrades on one of the ridges that they had defended so well, listened to the roar of conflict on the wing, ever increasing in volume, and watched the vast clouds of smoke gathering over the forest.