They could not send men to see, but as they fought they watched the cloud coming nearer and nearer, and Dick, whose lips had been moving for some time, realized suddenly that he was praying.

"O God, save us! save us!" he was saying over and over.

"Send the help to us who need it so sorely.

Make us strong, O God, to meet our enemies!" He and all his comrades wore masks of dust and burned gunpowder, often stained with scarlet.

Their clothing was torn by bullets and reddened by dripping wounds.