Two of them, a little in advance of the others, were standing with their guns in their hands, as cold and as hard frozen as a monument of marble--standing sentinel with loaded guns in their frozen hands! The tale is told.

Were they true men?
Does He who noteth the sparrow's fall, and numbers the hairs of our heads, have any interest in one like ourselves?
Yes; He doeth all things well.

Not a sparrow falls to the ground without His consent.
VIRGINIA, FAREWELL After having served through all the valley campaign, and marched through all the wonders of Northwest Virginia, and being associated with the army of Virginia, it was with sorrow and regret that we bade farewell to "Old Virginia's shore," to go to other fields of blood and carnage and death.
We had learned to love Virginia; we love her now.

The people were kind and good to us.

They divided their last crust of bread and rasher of bacon with us.