Huge shells and shot were rained upon the city.
Pemberton had two hundred guns facing the river and the army, but to spare his ammunition they made little reply.
Dick looked back now and then.

He saw flakes of fire on the northern horizon, puffs of smoke and the curving shells.

He felt that Vicksburg was no pleasant place to be in just now, and yet it must be full of civilians, many of them women and children.

He was sorry for them.

It was Dick's nature to see both sides of a quarrel.