It was both deeper and longer than that of the South, and he knew that the men were full of resolve and courage.
"How many have we got here ?" Dick heard himself asking Warner.
"Forty or fifty thousand, I suppose," he heard Warner replying, "and before night there will be eighty thousand.

Our line is two miles long now.

We ought to wrap around Jackson and crush him to death.

Listen to the bugles! What a mellow note! And how they draw men on to death! And listen to the throbbing of the big cannon, too!" Warner's face was flushed.

He had become excited, as the two armies stood there, and looked at each other a moment or two like prize fighters in the ring before closing in battle.