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It was full time. The outposts had been routed already and were driven in on the main body. Harry ran to his horse, which had been left saddled and bridled for any emergency. He leaped upon him and rode by the side of Sherburne, whose troop was already in line. They could not see very well for the mists, but the fire in front of them from cavalry carbines had grown into great violence.
"My name's Sherburne, Captain Philip Sherburne," said the young leader. "I'm from the Valley of Virginia, and so are my men. We belong to Stonewall Jackson's army, too, but we've been away most of the time on scouting duty. That's the reason you don't know us. We're going toward Winchester, after another of our fruitless rides." "But it won't be fruitless this time!" exclaimed Harry, eagerly.
After the President issued his call for 300,000 additional troops, I learned that Lieut. K. Oscar Broady, a recent graduate of Madison University, who had seen some military service in Sweden, his native country, was raising a Company for the War, in which many Hamilton and Sherburne men were enrolled.
It is a preface 'To the Reader' intended for a translation of the Filli, and another copy also is extant, both being found among the papers of Sir Edward Sherburne, though in neither does his name actually occur. In the course of the preface the writer quotes 'the Censure of my sometime highly valued, and most Ingenious friend S'r.
Once or twice Sherburne looked round as though he felt others present, and once Pierre looked out to the wide portals, as though he saw some one entering. But there was nothing to the eye nothing. Presently Pierre said: "Begin." The other drew a card, then Pierre drew one, then the other, then Pierre again; and so on. How slow the game was!
"Yes, and he has not yet gone to bed," replied Harry, looking at the lighted windows. "Then ask him if I can see him at once. He sent my troop and me on a scout toward Romney this morning. I have news, news that cannot wait." "Of course, he'll see you. Come inside." Sherburne slipped from his horse. Harry noticed that it was not his usual elastic spring.
"I follow where you lead, and I hope that you lead to the top of the mountain," replied St. Clair. "Likely it's cold up there," said Langdon, "but there are higher and colder mountains and I choose this one." They had learned promptness and decision from Stonewall Jackson, and Sherburne at once gave the order to ascend.
They emerged from the gorge and rode up a low, sloping bank which gave back but little sound to the tread of the horses, and here Lankford said that he would leave them. Sherburne reached over his gauntleted hand and gave him a powerful grasp. "We won't forget this service, Mr. Lankford," he said. "I ain't goin' to let you forget it.
He knew that all Sherburne had said about Stonewall Jackson was true. He would forgive no dallying by the way. He demanded of every man his uttermost. He turned from the unfenced field into the road, and rode at a full gallop toward Winchester. The cold wind swept past and his spirits rose high. Every pulse was beating with exultation.
The troop had heard the shots and was on the way to rescue, if rescue were needed. Captain Sherburne explained briefly and they continued the descent, leading their horses all the way, and breathing deep relief, when they stood at last in the plain.
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