Haven't you fellows learned that all your foolish talking before a battle never changes the result?
I can tell you this.

Our three divisions that are marching toward Murfreesborough are in touch.

We've put out swarms of scouts and they all tell us so.

They know exactly where the enemy is, too, and he's too far away to surprise us to-night.

So it's sleep, my boys, sleep.
Sleep will recover for you so much strength that it will be much harder for you to get killed on the morrow." Dick had dried himself very thoroughly before one of the fires, and wrapping himself in his two blankets he slept soundly and heavily.