Yet Grant with the tenacity, rather than lightning intuition, that made him a great general, held on.

His lieutenants clung to their ground and prepared anew for attack.
Dick hurried back to his own regiment, which was still lying in the thickets, bearing an order for its advance in full strength.

Colonel Winchester, who was standing erect, walking among his men and encouraging them, received it with joy.

Word was speedily passed to all that the time to win or lose had come.

Above the cannon and rifles the music of the calling trumpets sounded.