It was now long past noon, and in that prodigious canopy of dust and fire and smoke it seemed for a while that the Union army in truth had shattered the trap.

The men in gray were borne back by the courage and weight of their opponents.

Hooker, Kearney, Reynolds and all the gallant generals of the North continually urged on their troops.

Confidence in victory at last passed through all the army, and incited it to greater efforts.
But Jackson was undaunted.

Never was he cooler.