Every one had the feeling that he had shared in mighty triumphs, unparalleled exploits, but they gave the chief credit to their leader, and they spoke admiringly and affectionately of Old Jack.

The whole day was passed in luxury long unknown to them.

They had an abundance of food, mostly captured, and their rations were not limited.
The Acadian band reappeared and played with as much spirit as ever, and once more the dark, strong men of Louisiana, clasped in one another's arms, danced on the grass.

Harry sat with St.Clair, Happy Tom and Dalton and watched them.
"I was taught that dancing was wicked," said Dalton, "but it doesn't look wicked to me, and I notice that the general doesn't forbid it." "Wicked!" said St.Clair, "why, after we take Washington, you ought to come down to Charleston and see us dance then.

It's good instead of wicked.