I have seldom found it a pleasant sight.

I'm glad, too, Dick, that Stonewall Jackson isn't here.

Do you see that big cedar forest over there on the hillside?
Suppose he should come rushing out of it with twenty or twenty-five thousand men." "Stop," said Pennington.

"You give me the shivers, talking about Stonewall Jackson swooping down on us with an army corps, when happily he's four or five hundred miles away.

I'm seeing enough unfriendly faces as it is.