He did not have the slightest
doubt now that the Southern leader was pressing forward through the woods
to cut them off. As the sergeant had said truly, he came up to his
advertisements and more. Dick shivered and it was a shiver of
apprehension for the army, and not for himself.
In accordance with human nature he and the boy officers who were his good
comrades talked together, but their sentences were short and broken.
"Marching toward a court house," said Pennington. "What'll we do when we
get there? Lawyers won't help us."
"Not so much marching toward a court house as marching away from Jackson,"
said the Vermonter.
"We'll march back again," said Dick hopefully.
"But when?" said Pennington. "Look through the trees there on our right.
Aren't those rebel troops?"
Dick's startled gaze beheld a long line of horsemen in gray on their
flank and only a few hundred yards away.
CHAPTER II
AT THE CAPITAL
The Southern cavalry was seen almost at the same time by many men in the
regiments, and nervous and hasty, as was natural at such a time, they
opened a scattering fire.
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