Well, not much of this day is left.

See how the Yankee batteries are fading away in the twilight." "Yes, Harry, fading now, but they'll come back again, massive metal and as sinister as ever, in the morning." "Which won't keep me from sleeping soundly to-night.

Funny how you get used to anything.

Neither the presence nor the absence of the Yankee army will interfere with my sleep unless the general wants to send me on an errand." "And we also grow used to sights so tremendous in their nature that they turn the whole current of our history.

Look at that winter sun setting there over the western hills.