has elapsed and here you have lain in ignorant slumber, careless of
everything, reckless of what might happen to the army. For twelve hours
General Lee has been without your advice, and how, lacking it, he has
got this far, Heaven alone knows."

"It seems that he's pulled through, and, since I'm now awake, you can
hurry to him and tell him I'm ready to furnish the right plans to stop
the forthcoming Yankee invasion."

"They'll keep another day, but we've certainly had a good sleep, Harry."

"Yes, a provision or ammunition wagon isn't a bad place for a wornout
soldier. I remember I slept in another such as this in the Valley of
Virginia, when we were with Jackson."

He stopped suddenly and choked. He could not mention the name of Jackson,
until long afterward, without something rising in his throat.

The driver obscured a good deal of the front view, but he suddenly turned
a rubicund and smiling face upon them.

"Waked up, hev ye?" he exclaimed. "Wa'al it's about time. I've looked
back from time to time an' I wuzn't at all shore whether you two gen'rals
wuz alive or dead. Sometimes when the wagon slanted a lot you would roll
over each other, but it didn't seem to make no diffunce. Pow'ful good
sleepers you are."

"Yes," said Harry. "We're two of the original Seven Sleepers."

"I don't doubt that you are two, but they wuz more'n seven."