It was now about noon, and there was a pause in the combat, enabling the smoke to lift yet higher, and disclosing the whole field.

Sheridan was still riding up and down the lines, cool, determined and resolved to turn defeat into victory.

Wherever he went he spoke words of encouragement to his troops, but all the time his eye, which was the eye of a true general, swept the field.

He put the gallant young Custer with his cavalry on the right, Crook and Merritt with their horse on the left, while the infantry were massed in the center.

The Winchester men were sent to the right.
The doubts in the ranks of the South helped Sheridan.