But the regiments were forming again into a cohesive force, and behind them the regulars and cavalry in firm array still challenged pursuit.

Heavy firing was heard again under the horizon and word came that the Southern cavalry had captured guns and wagons, but the main division maintained its slow retreat toward Washington.
Now the cool shadows were coming.

The sun, which had shown as red as blood over the field that day, was sinking behind the hills.

Its fiery rays ceased to burn the faces of the men.

A soft healing breeze stirred the leaves and grass.