Truly the nerves that could remain steady in such moments must be made of steel triply wrought.
The Northern army, stronger and more resolute than ever, was coming on, a long blue line crested with bayonets.

The Northern cannon, posted well, and served with coolness and precision, swept the Southern ranks.
The men in gray retreated faster and some of their guns were taken.
The Union troops charged upon them more fiercely than ever, and the regiments threatened to fall into a panic.
Then Jackson, shouting to his staff to follow, spurred forward into the mob and begged them to stand.

He rode among them striking some with the flat of his sword and encouraging others.

His officers showed the same energy and courage, but the columns, losing cohesion seemed on the point of dissolving, in the face of an enemy who pressed them so hard.

Harry uttered a groan which nobody heard in all the crash and tumult.