when? There is no Argus to tell. The country supports a fairly numerous
population, but it hasn't a single kind or informing word for us.
Is Stonewall Jackson going to drop from the sky, which rumor says is his
favorite method of approach?"

"He's usin' the solid ground this time, anyway," said Sergeant Daniel
Whitley. "I've been eight miles farther south, an' if I didn't see
cavalry comin' along the skirt of a ridge, then my eyes ain't any friends
of mine. Then I came through a little place of not more'n five houses.
No men there, just women an' children, but when I looked back I saw them
women an' children, too, grinnin' at me. That means somethin', as shore
as we're livin' an' breathin'. I'm bettin' that we new fellows from the
west will get acquainted with Stonewall Jackson inside of twenty-four
hours."

"You don't mean that? It's not possible!" exclaimed Dick, startled.
"Why, when we last heard of Jackson he was so far south we can't expect
him in a week!"

"You've heard that they call his men the foot cavalry," said the sergeant
gravely, "an' I reckon from all I've learned since I come east that
they've won the name fair an' true. See them woods off to the south
there. See the black line they make ag'inst the sky. I know, the same
as if I had seen him, that Stonewall Jackson is down in them forests,
comin' an' comin' fast."

The sergeant's tone was ominous, and Dick felt a tingling at the roots
of his hair. The western troops were eager to meet this new Southern
phenomenon who had suddenly shot like a burning star across the sky,
but for the first time there was apprehension in his soul. He had seen