He picked it up, threw it about his own shoulders, and then tossed away his cap.

If he fell in with Confederate troops they would not know him from one of their own, and it was no time now to hold cross-examinations.
He took a wide curve, and, after another mile, came to a hillock, upon which he stood a little while, panting.

Again he was appalled at the sight he beheld.

Bull Run and Donelson were small beside this.

Here eighty thousand men were locked fast in furious conflict.