"I was foolish to despair! I forgot how much there was under Stonewall Jackson's hat! They haven't caught the old fox yet!" They galloped on anew, and now they were riding on the road, over which they had pursued so hotly the defeated army of Banks.

They would soon be in Jackson's camp, and as they approached their hearts grew lighter.
They would cast off their responsibilities and trust all to the leader who appeared so great to them.
"I see pickets now," said Aubrey.

"Only five more minutes, boys, but as soon as I give my news I'll have to drop.

The excitement has kept me up, but I can't last any longer." "Nor I," said Harry, who realized suddenly that he was on the verge of collapse.

"Whether our arrival is to be followed by a battle or a retreat I'm afraid I won't be fit for either." They gave the password, and the pickets pointed to the tent of Jackson.
They rode straight to him, and dismounted as he came forth from the tent.