ho! for Burnside!"

The reception of the news that Burnside had replaced McClellan was
the same throughout the Army of Northern Virginia. The officers and
soldiers now felt that they were going to face a man who was far less
of a match for Lee and Jackson than McClellan had been, and McClellan
himself had been unequal to the task. They were anxious to meet
Burnside. They heard that he was honest and had no overweening opinion
of his own abilities. He did not wish to be put in the place of
McClellan, preferring to remain a division or corps commander.

"Then, if that's so," said Sherburne, "we've won already. If a man
thinks he's not able to lead the Army of the Potomac, then he isn't.
Anyhow, we'll quickly see what will happen."

But again it was not as soon as they had had expected. The Northern
advance was delayed once more, and Jackson with his staff and a large
part of his force moved to Winchester, the town that he loved so much,
and around which he had won so much of his glory. His tent was pitched
beside the Presbyterian manse, and he and Dr. Graham resumed their
theological discussions, in which Jackson had an interest so deep and
abiding that the great war rolling about them, with himself as a central
figure, could not disturb it.

The coldness of the weather increased and the winds from the mountains
were often bitter, but the new stay in Winchester was pleasant, like
the old. Harry himself felt a throb of joy when they returned to the
familiar places. Despite the coldness of mid-November the weather was
often beautiful. The troops, scattered through the fields and in the
forest about the town, were in a happy mood. They had many dead