The troops around the Winchester regiment were lads from Ohio, and they
affiliated readily. Most of the new men were in these Ohio regiments,
and Dick, Warner and Frank felt themselves ancient veterans who could
talk to the recruits and give them good advice. And the recruits took it
in the proper spirit. They looked up with admiration to those who had
been at Shiloh, and the Second Manassas and Antietam.
Dick thought their spirit remarkable. They were not daunted at all by
the great failures in the east. They did not discount the valor of the
Southern troops, but they asked to be led against them.
"Come over here," said one of the Ohio boys to Dick. "Ahead of us and on
the side there's rough ground with thick woods and deep ravines. I'll
show you something just at the edge of the woods. Bring your friends
with you."
The twilight had already turned to night and Dick, calling Warner and
Pennington, went with his new friend. There, flowing from under a great
stone, shaded by a huge oak, was a tiny stream of pure cold water a
couple of inches deep but seven or eight inches broad.
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