Hooker, still in command, was watching on the heights across the river, and there were the captive balloons hovering again in the sky.

But the spirit of the troops was such that they did not care whether their march was known or not.
Harry and Dalton were awake early on the morning of the third of June, and they saw the corps of Longstreet file silently by, the bugle that called them away being the first note of the great and decisive Gettysburg campaign.

They were better clothed and in better trim than they had been in a long time.

They walked with an easy, springy gait, and the big guns rumbled at the heels of the horses, fat from long rest and the spring grass.

They were to march north and west to Culpeper, fifty miles away, and there await the rest of the army.
Harry and Dalton felt great exhilaration.