"
"That's my father!" said Harry eagerly. "How was he?"
"I thought he must be your father. The resemblance, you know. I should
say that if all men were as healthy as he looked there would be no
doctors in the world. He has a fine regiment and he'll be in the battle
that's breeding down there. Grant has taken Vicksburg, as we all know,
but a powerful army of ours is left in that region. It has to be dealt
with before we lose the West."
"And it will fight like the Army of Northern Virginia," said Harry.
"I know the men of the West. The Yankees win there most of the time,
because we have our great generals in the East and they have theirs in
the West."
"I've had that thought myself," said Bagby. "We've had men of genius
to lead us in the East, but we don't seem to produce them in the West.
People are always quoting Napoleon's saying that men are nothing, a man
is everything, which I never believed before, but which I'm beginning to
believe now."
Then the talk veered away from battle and back to social, literary and
artistic affairs, to all of which Harry and Dalton listened eagerly.
Both had minds that responded to the more delicate things of life,
and they were glad to hear something besides war discussed.
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