Look how we went up the Cumberland and the Tennessee and now we've harnessed a flowing ocean for our service." "Getting poetical, Dick," said Warner.
"I feel it and so do you.

You can't see the bluffs any more.

There's nothing in sight, but the lights of the steamers and the transports.

We must be somewhere near the middle of the stream, because I can't make out either shore." There were two regiments aboard the transport, the Winchester and one from Ohio, which had fought by their side at both Perryville and Stone River.

Usually these boys chattered much, but now they were silent, permeated by the same feelings that had overwhelmed Dick.