A formidable body of men issuing from the Northern side of the wood charged with the bayonet, pushing the charge home with a courage and a recklessness of death that the war had not yet seen surpassed.

The Southern rifles and cannon raked them, but they never stopped, bursting like a tornado upon their foe.
One of Jackson's Virginia regiments gave way and then another.

The men in blue from the wood and Colonel Winchester's regiment joined, their shouts rising above the smoke while they steadily pushed the enemy before them.
Dick as he shouted with the rest felt a wild exultation.

They were showing Jackson what they could do! They were proving to him that he could not win always.

His joy was warranted.