The Star of Gettysburg: A Story of Southern High TideAltsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
History
The Star of Gettysburg: A Story of Southern High Tide
Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Juvenile fiction
He took Bertrand's hand in a hearty grasp, which Bertrand returned with
equal vigor. Then the captain pushed his horse and rode a little ahead
of them.
"Now, that was a singular thing," said Dalton, who came of a deeply
religious family, "and to my mind it was predestined."
"Predestined?"
"Yes, predestined! Decreed! Captain Bertrand is going to die. He'll
be killed in the coming battle. He was moved to make up the quarrel
which he forced on St. Clair because of his approaching fate, although
he does not know of it himself."
"Come, come, George! So much battle has keyed your mind too highly."
But Dalton shook his head and remained resolute in his belief.
Harry's confidence returned with action and the glorious flush of a May
morning. They had started after dawn. A splendid sun was rising in a
sky of satin blue. It even gilded the somber foliage of the Wilderness,
and the spirits of all the men in the great corps rose.
Jackson stopped presently with his staff and let some of the regiments
file past him. General Lee was awaiting him there and the two talked
briefly. Harry saw that both were firm and confident. It was rare with
him, but Jackson's face was flushed and his eyes shining. He lingered
for only a few moments, and then rode on with his column. Lee's eyes
followed him, but he and his great lieutenant had spoken together for
the last time.
Now they settled into silence, save for the marching sounds, of which
the most dominant was the rumbling of the artillery. But all the men in
the great column knew that they were embarked upon some mighty movement.
Very few asked themselves what it was. Nor did they care. They put
their faith in the great leader who had always led them to victory.
He could lead them where he chose.
A light wind arose and the bushes and scrub forest of the Wilderness
moved gently like the surface of a lake. But that forest, as dense as
ever, extended on all sides of them and hid the tens of thousands who
marched in its shade.
Harry presently heard the rolling of artillery fire and the distant
crash of rifles behind them. But he knew that it was Lee with the
minor portion of his army making the demonstration in Hooker's front,
deceiving him into the belief that he was about to be attacked by the
whole Southern army, while Jackson with his main force was making the
wide circuit under cover of the Wilderness in order to fall like a
thunderbolt upon his flank.
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