I wish Mr.Shepard would come!" They continued to walk back and forth, in front of the lines, and, at times, they were accompanied by Colonel Winchester or Warner or Pennington.

The colonel fully shared the sergeant's anxieties.

The fact that most of the Union army was asleep in the tents alarmed him, and the great fog added to his uneasiness.

It came now in heavy drifts like clouds sweeping down the valley, and he did not know what was in the heart of it.

The pickets had been sent far forward, but the vast moving column of heavy whitish vapor hid everything from their eyes, too, save a circle of a few yards about them.
Toward morning Dick, the colonel and the sergeant stood together, trying to pierce the veil of vapor in front of them.