But we have waited a long time.

It must be full noon now." "It is past noon, sir, but I hear the trumpets, calling up our men." "They are calling to us, too." The regiment shifted a little to the right, where a great column was forming for a direct attack upon the Confederate lines.

Twenty thousand men stood in a vast line and forty thousand were behind them to march in support.
Dick had thought that he would be insensible to emotions, but his heart began to throb again.

The spectacle thrilled and awed him--the great army marching to the attack and the resolute army awaiting it.

Soon he heard behind him the firing of the artillery which sent shot and shell over their heads at the enemy.