The deathly pallor on her face remained, but she held herself firmly erect beside the gigantic colored woman.
"Come with me, Pennington," said Colonel Winchester, "and you, too, Sergeant Whitley." The two men and the boy led the way upon the field, and the two women came close behind.

They soon entered upon the area of conflict.

The colonel had said that it would be terrible, but Mrs.Mason scarcely dreamed of the reality.

It was one vast scene of frightful destruction, of torn and trampled earth and of dead men lying in all directions.

The black of her faithful servant's face turned to an ashen gray, and she trembled more than her mistress.
Colonel Winchester had a very clear idea of the line along which his regiment had advanced and retreated, and he followed it.