been expecting. Within this valley and on these ridges and
hills it would be fought, and even as the thought came to him the
conflict seemed to redouble in fury and violence, as fresh brigades
rushed into the thick of it.

Harry's horse was killed by a shell as he rode toward a wood on the
Cashtown road, which both sides were making a desperate effort to
secure. Fortunately he was able to leap clear and escape unhurt.
In a few moments Dalton was dismounted in almost the same manner,
but the two on foot kept at the head of the column and rushed with
the skirmishers into the bushes. There they knelt, and began to fire
rapidly on the Union men who were advancing to drive them out.

Harry saw an officer in a general's uniform leading the charge. The
bullets of the skirmishers rained upon the advance. One struck this
general in the head, when he was within twenty yards of the riflemen,
and he fell stone dead. It was the gallant and humane Reynolds, falling
in the hour of his greatest service. But his troops, wild with ardor
and excitement, not noticing his death, still rushed upon the wood.

The charge came with such violence and in such numbers that the Southern
skirmishers and infantry in the wood were overpowered. They were driven
in a mass across Willoughby Run. A thousand, General Archer among them,
were taken prisoners.

Harry and Dalton barely escaped, and in all the tumult and fury of the
fighting they found themselves with another division of the Southern
army which was resisting a charge made with the same energy and courage
that marked the one led by Reynolds. But the charge was beaten back,
and the Southerners, following, were repulsed in their turn.

The battle, which had been raging for three hours with the most
extraordinary fury, sank a little. Harry and Dalton could make nothing
of it. Everything seemed wild, confused, without precision or purpose,
but the fighting had been hard and the losses great.

Heth now commanded on the field for the South and Doubleday for the
North. Each general began to rectify his lines and try to see what had
happened. The Confederate batteries opened, but did not do much damage,
and while the lull continued, more men came for the North.

Harry and Dalton had found their way to Heth, who told them to stay
with him until Lee came. Heth was making ready to charge a brigade of
stalwart Pennsylvania lumbermen, who, however, managed to hold their
position, altho