We shall need tomorrow soldiers who are fresh and strong, not those who are worn and weak from loss of sleep." They tried it and found it easier now because they knew the mystery of the shots.

Harry became conscious that the night was crisp and cold, and, wrapped in his blanket, he lay with his back against an inner wall of the earthwork.

The blood, the result of his tension and excitement, pounded in his ears for some time, but, at last, his pulses became quiet, and his heavy eyes closed.
He was awakened at the first shoot of dawn by Colonel Leonidas Talbot.
"Up, boys!" he said, "snatch a bite of food and a drink of coffee, and make yourselves as neat as possible.

General Beauregard is coming to this very battery." His voice was quick and sharp, and the boys obeyed with the lightning speed of youth.

It was a pale dawn.