Daring detachments of the Southern cavalry often galloped up and charged lagging regiments.

And they were driven off with equal courage and daring.
The three boys took especial notice of those cavalry bands and began to believe at last that they could identify the very men in them.

Dick looked for his cousin, Harry Kenton.

He was sure that he would be there in the front--but he did not see him.

Instead he saw after a while an extraordinary figure on a large black horse, a large man in magnificent uniform, with a great plume in his hat.