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THE LITTLE CAPITAL.
Dick was bent down in his saddle, trying to protect himself a little from the driving rain which beat in his eyes and soaked through his clothing.

Warner and Pennington beside him were in the same condition, and he saw just before him the bent back of Colonel Winchester, with his left arm raised as a shield for his face.

Hoofs and wheels made a heavy, sticky sound as they sank in the mud, and were then pulled out again.
"Do you see any signs of daylight, Dick ?" asked Pennington.
"Not a sign.

I see only a part of our regiment, trees on either side of us bending before the wind, and rain, and mud, mud everywhere.