Dick glanced back at the long column.

Armed with carbine and saber the men were riding their trained horses like Comanches.

Eager and resolute it was a formidable force, and his heart swelled with pride and anticipation.

He believed that they were going to give Forrest all he wanted and maybe a little more.
Up rose the sun.

Hot beams poured over forest and field, but the cavalrymen still rode fast, the scent of battle in their nostrils.