Everywhere the men rallied to his call and the shouts: "Sheridan! Sheridan!" rolled up and down.

The fugitives too came pouring back to swell the line of battle.

Dick caught the enthusiasm at once, and felt his own pulses leaping.

He and Pennington and Warner joined in the shouts: "Sheridan! Sheridan!" and snatching off their caps waved them with all their vigor.
It was an amazing transformation.

A beaten and dispirited army, holding on from a sense of duty, suddenly became alive with zeal, and asked only to be led against the enemy by the general they trusted.