McDowell, Sigel and many other generals joined Pope, who, with the strange faculty of always seeing his enemy too small, while McClellan always saw him too large, began to feed upon his own sanguine anticipations, and to regard as won the great victory that he intended to win.

He sent telegrams to Washington announcing that his triumph at Cedar Run was only the first of a series that his army would soon achieve.
It was late in the afternoon when Dick awoke, and he was amazed to see that the sun was far down the western sky.

But he rubbed his eyes and, remembering, knew that he had slept at least ten hours.

He looked down at the relaxed figures of Warner and Pennington on either side of him.
They still slumbered soundly, but he decided that they had slept long enough.
"Here, you," he exclaimed, seizing Warner by the collar and dragging him to a sitting position, "look at the sun! Do you realize that you've lost a day out of your bright young life ?" Then he seized Pennington by the collar also and dragged him up.

Both Warner and Pennington yawned prodigiously.
"If I've lost a day, and it would seem that I have, then I'm glad of it," replied Warner.