Passing by the capital he had advanced into Maryland, a Southern state, but one that had never seceded.

The Southerners expected to find many reinforcements here among their kindred.

The regiments in gray, flushed with victory, advanced singing: "The despot's heel is on thy shore, Maryland! His torch is at thy temple door, Maryland! Avenge the patriotic gore That flecked the streets of Baltimore And be the battle queen of yore, Maryland, my Maryland!" Dick knew that the South expected much of Maryland.

Her people were Southerners.

Their valor in the Revolution was unsurpassed.