AT GRIPS WITH EARLY Dick felt great excitement and elation as he rode before dawn with Colonel Winchester and the spy to see Sheridan.

They found him sitting by a small fire receiving or sending reports, and talking with a half-dozen of his generals.

It was not yet day, but the flames lighted up the commander's thin, eager face, and made him look more boyish than ever.
Dick felt as he had felt before that he was in the presence of a man.
He had had the same impression when he stood near Grant and Thomas.
Did strong men send off electric currents of will and power which were communicated to other men, by which they could know them, or was it the effect of deeds achieved?
He could not decide the question for himself, but he knew that he believed implicitly in their leader.
Colonel Winchester paused near Sheridan, but the general's keen eye caught him at once.
"Good morning, Colonel Winchester!" he exclaimed.

"You bring news of value.

I can tell it by your face!" "I do, sir," replied the colonel, "but it was Mr.Shepard here, whom you know, and Lieutenant Mason who obtained it.