"
"That's true," said Dalton, "but it takes good men like Sherburne to use
the favoring chances. Now our boys are charging!"
The tremendous rebel yell swelled through the forest, and the Southern
infantry rushed to the attack. Harry saw that the charge was successful,
and his ears told him so too. The firing moved further and further away,
and soon declined in volume.
"They've been beaten off," said Harry.
"At least for the time," said Dalton, "but I've an idea they'll hang on
our front and may attack again in a day or so."
"How then are you and I to get through and tell General Lee that this is
the place to bridge the Potomac, if it's to be bridged at all?"
Dalton shook his head.
"I don't know," he replied, "and I won't think about it until Colonel
Sherburne gives his orders."
The sounds of battle died in the distant woods. The last shot, whether
from cannon or rifle, was fired, and the Southern troops returned to
their positions, which they began to fortify strongly. Sherburne
appeared presently, his uniform cut by bullets in two or three places,
but his body untouched. He drew Harry and Dalton aside, where their
words could not be heard by anybody else.
"You two," he said, "were to report to General Lee when I thought fit.
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