This, when hope seemed wholly gone, was the crowning and culminating victory.

The achievement of Jackson equaled anything of which he had ever heard.

While the army of Fremont was held fast on the other side of the river, the second army under Shields, beaten in its turn, was retreating at a headlong rate down the valley.
The veterans of Kernstown had fought magnificently, but they had been outgeneralled, and, like all others, had gone down in defeat before Jackson.
Jackson, merciless alike in battle and pursuit, pushed hard after the men in blue for nine or ten miles down the river, capturing cannon and prisoners.

The Ohio and West Virginia men began at last to reform again, and night coming on, Jackson stopped the pursuit.

He still could not afford to go too far down the valley, lest the remains of Fremont's army appear in his rear.
As they went back in the night, Harry and Dalton talked together in low tones.