Raw and undisciplined many of these farmer lads of the west and south were, but in battle they showed a courage and tenacity not surpassed by the best trained troops that ever lived.
The floating smoke reached Dick where he stood and stung his eyes, and a powerful odor of burned gunpowder assailed his nostrils.

But neither sight nor odors held him back.

Instead, they drew him on with overwhelming force.

He must rejoin his own and do his best however little it counted in the whole.
It was now well on into the morning of a brilliant and hot Sunday.

He did not know it, but the combat was raging fiercest then around the little church, which should have been sacred.