As you say, things must have beginnings. If there is no first,
there can be no second or third. I am entirely convinced by your
argument that our army swallowed a river as it marched southward.
In fact, I have often felt so thirsty that I felt as if I could have
swallowed it myself all alone."
There was another roar of applause, and as a dozen cups filled with water
were pushed at the general, he drank deeply and often, and then retired
amid further applause.
"They'll fight well for him, to-morrow," said Dick.
"No doubt of it," said Warner.
They went into the edge of the wood and sought sleep and rest. But there
was much merry chatter first among these lads, for many of whom death had
already spread its somber wings.
CHAPTER XIII
PERRYVILLE
Dick slept very well that night. The water from the little spring,
gushing out from under the rock, had refreshed him greatly. He would
have rejoiced in another bath, such as one as they had luxuriated in that
night before Frankfort, but it was a thing not be dreamed of now, and
making the best of things as they were, he had gone to sleep among his
comrades.
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