Night and our courage will save us! Here, take this rifle!" He picked up a loaded rifle which some falling soldier had dropped and thrust it into Harry's hand.
The boy took the rifle and began mechanically to fire and load and fire again at the advancing blue masses.

He resolved himself for a minute into a private soldier, and shouted and fired with the rest.

The twilight deepened and darkened in the east, but the battle did not cease.

The Northern leaders, grim and determined men, seeing their victory sought to press it to the utmost, and always hurried forward infantry, cavalry and artillery.

Had the Southern army been commanded by any other than Jackson it would have been destroyed utterly.
Jackson, resourceful and unconquerable, never ceased his exertions.
Wherever he appeared he infused new courage into his men.