"I can't wish you luck--but our hearts are with you as a man." "Thanks, old fellow," said the enemy, as he sprang over the wall "It helps--God knows." He caught at his horse's mane and threw himself into the saddle without touching the stirrup, while his voice roared out his command.
"Ready, men! Forward!" "Good-by," shrilled Virgie in her childish treble.

"Good-by, Colonel! Don't get hurt." "Daddy!" she cried, as they crouched down in their hiding place behind the wall.

"Is there going to be a--a _battle_ ?" "Only a little one.

But you won't be afraid." A rattle of approaching wheels came from down the road, the shock of steel tires striking viciously against the stones, the cries and oaths of the drivers urging the horses forward.
"Look!" cried Cary, springing to his feet in spite of the danger in which his gray uniform placed him.

"Here come the field pieces.