Hooker, fiery, impetuous, scorning death, continually led his men to the attack.
The gaps in their ranks were closed up, and on they went, infantry, cavalry and artillery.

The fog blew away again and they beheld once more the gray lines of the Southerners, and the white wooden walls of the church.
So fierce and overwhelming was the Northern rush that all of Jackson's men and the Texans were borne back, and were driven from the ridges and out of the woods.

Exultant, the men in blue followed, their roar of triumph swelling above the thunder of the battle.
"Victory!" cried Dick, but Warner shouted: "Look out!" The keen eyes of the young Vermonter had seen masses of infantry and cavalry on their flank.

Hooker, fierce and impetuous, had gone too far, and now the Southern trumpets sang the charge.

Stuart, fiery and dauntless, his saber flashing, led his charging horsemen, and Hill threw his infantry upon the Northern flank.
It seemed to Dick that he was in a huge volcano of fire and smoke.
Men who, in their calm moments, did not hate one another, glared into hostile eyes.