He saw the gallant advance of the Pennsylvanians and he saw them drive off Pelham.

Hope swelled into confidence.

With an anxiety beyond describing he watched the further advance of Meade and his Pennsylvanians.
Stonewall Jackson also was watching from his convenient hill, and his small staff, mostly of very young men, clustered close behind him.
Jackson no longer used his glasses, as Burnside was doing.

Meade and his Pennsylvanians were coming close to him now.

The great Union batteries on Stafford Heights must soon cease firing or their shells and shot would be crashing into the blue ranks.
"It cannot be much longer," said Harry.
"No, not much longer," said Dalton.