"It's been so dry that the leaves are falling too early, and the reds, the yellows and the browns are not so bright." "Never mind, Dickie, boy," said Warner consolingly.

"We'll see it in a better year, because Pennington and I are both coming back to spend six months with you when this war is over.

I've already accepted the invitation.

So get ready for us, Dick." "It's an understood thing now," said Dick sincerely.

"There go the trumpets, and they mean for us to get in line." A large portion of the division was already on the way, having started at five o'clock, and the little Winchester regiment was soon marching, too.