ON THE RAPPAHANNOCK The division of Jackson reached Fredericksburg the next day and went into camp, partly in the rear of the town, and a portion of it further down the Rappahannock.

Harry, as an aide, rode back and forth on many errands while the troops were settling into place.

Once more he saw General Lee on his famous white horse, Traveler, conferring with Jackson on Little Sorrel.

And the stalwart and bearded Longstreet was there, too.
But Harry's heart bled when he rode into the ancient town of Fredericksburg, a place homelike and picturesque in peaceful days, but now lying between two mighty armies, directly within their line of fire, and abandoned for a time by its people, all save a hardy few.
The effect upon him was startling.

He rode along the deserted streets and looked at the closed windows, like the eyeless sockets of a blind man.