The smoke lifted a little and Harry saw the green fields and the white house of the Widow Henry standing almost in the middle of the battlefield, but unharmed.

Then his eyes came back to the hostile line, which, torn by shot and shell, had closed up, nevertheless, and was advancing again in overwhelming force.
Harry now had a sudden horrible fear that they would be trodden under foot.

He looked at St.Clair and saw that his face was ghastly.
Langdon had long since ceased to smile or utter words of happy philosophy.
"Open up and let the guns through!" some one suddenly cried, and a wild cheer of relief burst from the Invincibles as they made a path.

The valiant Bee and Bartow, rushing to the sound of the great firing, had come with nearly three thousand men and a whole battery.

Never were men more welcome.