CROSS KEYS
WINCHESTER
PORT REPUBLIC
THE SEVEN DAYS
MILL SPRING
FORT DONELSON
SHILOH
PERRYVILLE
STONE RIVER
THE SECOND MANASSAS
ANTIETAM
FREDERICKSBURG
CHANCELLORSVILLE
GETTYSBURG
CHAMPION HILL
VICKSBURG
CHICKAMAUGA
MISSIONARY RIDGE
THE WILDERNESS
SPOTTSYLVANIA
COLD HARBOR
FISHER'S HILL
CEDAR CREEK
APPOMATTOX

CONTENTS

I. CEDAR MOUNTAIN

II. AT THE CAPITAL

III. BESIDE THE RIVER

IV. SPRINGING THE TRAP

V. THE SECOND MANASSAS

VI. THE MOURNFUL FOREST

VII. ORDERS NO. 191

VIII. THE DUEL IN THE PASS

IX. ACROSS THE STREAM

X. ANTIETAM

XI. A FAMILY AFFAIR

XII. THROUGH THE BLUEGRASS

XIII. PERRYVILLE

XIV. SEEKING BRAGG

XV. STONE RIVER

THE SWORD OF ANTIETAM

CHAPTER I. CEDAR MOUNTAIN

The first youth rode to the crest of the hill, and, still sitting on his
horse, examined the country in the south with minute care through a pair
of powerful glasses. The other two dismounted and waited patiently. All
three were thin and their faces were darkened by sun and wind. But they
were strong alike of body and soul. Beneath the faded blue uniforms
brave hearts beat and powerful muscles responded at once to every
command of the will.

"What do you see, Dick?" asked Warner, who leaned easily against his
horse, with one arm over the pommel of his saddle.

"Hills, valleys, mountains, the August heat shimmering over all, but no
human being."

"A fine country," said young Pennington, "and I like to look at it, but
just now my Nebraska prairie would be better for us. We could at least
see the advance of Stonewall Jackson before he was right on top of us."

Dick took another long look, searching every point in the half circle
of the south with his glasses. Although burned by summer the country
was beautiful, and neither heat nor cold could take away its
picturesqueness. He saw valleys in which the grass grew thick and
strong, clusters of hills dotted with trees, and then the blue loom of
mountains clothed heavily with foliage. Over everything bent a dazzling
sky of blue and gold.

The light was so intense that with his glasses he could pick out
individual trees and rocks on the far slopes. He saw an occasional roof,
but nowhere did he see man. He knew the reason, but he had become so
used to his trade that at the moment, he felt no sadness. All this
region had been sw