The signalmen were of no avail.

The clouds of vapor rolled over the ruins of Fredericksburg and along the hills south of the river.

Neither Sedgwick and his men nor any of the Union officers on the other shore knew that Jackson had gone, leaving only a rear guard behind.

Before the fog had cleared away Jackson with his fighting generals had joined Anderson and they were forming a powerful line of battle near Chancellorsville and facing Hooker.
Harry now heard much of this name Chancellorsville, destined to become so famous, and he said it over and over again to himself.

And yet it was not a town, nor even a village.