But it was perhaps one of the reliefs of the Civil War that it gave the lads who fought it little time to think of those who fell.

Four years crowded with battles, great and small, sieges and marches absorbed their whole attention.
Now two men, the dreaded Forrest and fierce little Joe Wheeler, occupied the minds of Winchester and his officers.

It was impossible to keep track of these wild horsemen here in their own section.

They had a habit of appearing two or three hundred miles from the place at which they were expected.
But the young lieutenants while they watched too for their redoubtable foes had an eye also for the country.

It was a new kind of region for all of them.