She's blockaded hard and fast! When she loses troops in battle she can't find new men to take their places! She's short in food, ammunition, medicines, everything! The whole Confederacy can't be anything but a shell now! Why don't they quit!" "Pride, and a lingering hope that the unexpected will happen.

Yes, we've won the war, Mr.Mason, but it's yet far from finished.

Many a good man will fall in this campaign ahead of us in the valley, and in other campaigns too, but, as I see it, the general result is already decided.

Nothing can change it.

Look between these trees, and you can see the Southern force now." Dick from his horse gazed into a valley down which ran a good turnpike, looking white in the moonlight.