And then the vast distances,
the great spaces take hold of you. And there's the sky so high and so
clear. When you come away from the great plains you feel cooped up
anywhere else."
Pennington spoke with enthusiasm, his nostrils dilating and his eyes
flashing. Dick was impressed.
"When the war's over I'm going out there to see your plains," he said.
"Then you're coming to see me!" exclaimed Pennington, with all the
impulsive warmth of youth. "And George here is coming with you. I won't
show you any mountains like the one over there, but boys, west of the
Platte River, when I was with my father and some other men I watched for
three days a buffalo herd passing. The herd was going north and all
the time it stretched so far from east to west that it sank under each
horizon. There must have been millions of them. Don't you think that
was something worth seeing?"
"We're surely coming," said Dick, "and you be equally sure to have your
buffalo herd ready for us when we come."
"It'll be there."
"Meanwhile, here we are at the Rapidan," said the practical Warner,
"and beyond it is our army.
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