He could not think of a way out of the trap, and he was glad it was the duty of older men like Colonel Winchester and the majors and captains to save them.
The heat of the day increased with the coming of afternoon, and Dick's eyelids grew heavier.

He had become so thoroughly hardened to march and battle that the presence of the enemy on the other side of a river did not disturb him.

What was the use of bothering about the rebels as long as they did not wish to fire upon one?
His eyes closed for a few minutes, and then his dreaming mind traversed space with incredible rapidity.

He was back in Pendleton, sitting on the portico with his mother, watching the flowers on the lawn nod in the gentle wind.

His cousin Harry Kenton saluted him with a halloo and came bounding toward the porch, and the halloo caused Dick to awake and sit up.