Seest aught more, Brother Richard ?" "I do! I do! Jump up, boys, and use your own glasses! I behold a large man on a gray horse, riding slowly along, as if he were inspecting troops away behind the trenches.

Wherever he passes the soldiers snatch off their caps and, although I can't hear 'em, I know they're cheering.
It's Lee himself!" Both Warner and Pennington swung themselves upon the lower boughs of the tree and put their glasses to their eyes.
"It's surely Lee," said Warner.

"I'm glad to get a look at him.

He's been giving us a lot of trouble for more than three years now, but I think General Grant is going to take his measure." "They're terribly reduced," said Pennington, "and if we stick to it we're bound to win.

Still, you boys will recall for some time that we've had a war.