His great army not only attacked, but beaten, and he not there! He and his staff urged their horses forward, seeking to gain from them new ounces of speed, but the country was difficult.

The hills were rough and there were swamps and mire.

And, as they listened, the roar of battle steadily came nearer and nearer.

There was no break in the Northern retreat.

The sweat, not of heat but of mental agony, stood upon their faces.