"Look how they stand out against the sun!" The four horsemen in a row, at equal distances from one another, were enlarged against a brilliant background of red and gold.

Their attitude was impressive, as they sat there, unmoving, like statues cut in stone.
They were in truth Harry and Dalton, St.Clair and Happy Tom, and farther on the Invincibles were marching, the two colonels at their head, to the Valley of Virginia to reinforce Early, and to make headway, if possible, against Sheridan.
Harry was deeply moved.

Kinship and the long comradeship of youth count for much.

Perhaps for more in the South than anywhere else.

Stirred by a sudden emotion he took off his cap and waved it as a signal of hail and farewell.