The general, calm and taciturn as ever, pointed toward a long hill that flamed with the enemy's guns, and said three words: "Take that ridge!" Steedman galloped back and the eight thousand charged at once.

The battle in front sank a little, as if the others wished to watch the new combat.

Dick had been dragged down from the stump by Warner, but the two stood erect with Pennington, their eyes turned toward the ridge.

Colonel Winchester was near them, his attention fixed upon the same place.
The eight thousand firing their rifles and supported by artillery charged at a great pace.

The whole ridge blazed with fire, and the dead and wounded went down in sheaves.