Harry, is this a high mountain ?" "Not so very high, sir," replied Harry Kenton, who was just behind him, "but I don't think we can cross it tonight." "Maybe we don't want to do so," said Colonel Talbot.

"You boys have food in your knapsacks, taken from the Union camps, which we held for a few short and glorious hours.

At least we have brought off those valuable trophies, and, when we have climbed higher up the mountain side, we will sup and rest." The colonel held himself very erect, and spoke in a firm proud tone.
He would inspire a high spirit into the hearts of these boys of his, and in doing so he inspired a great deal of it into his own.

He looked back at his column, which still limped bravely after him.

It was too dark for him to see the faces of the lads, but he knew that none of them expressed despair.
"That's the way, my brave fellows," he said.