t there's been only one Stonewall
Jackson, and there's no more to come."

"You're telling the whole truth, St. Clair, and if General Ewell did let
'em get away, he caught 'em again. It was a brilliant deed, and it's
cleared the Valley of the enemy."

"Our scouts have reported that some of the fugitives have reached
Pennsylvania, spreading the alarm there. I suppose they'll be gathering
troops in our front now. What's the news from Hooker, Harry?"

"He's moving northwest to head us off, but I don't think he has any
clear idea where we're going."

"Where are we going, Harry?"

"It's more than I can tell. Maybe we're aiming for Philadelphia."

"Then there'll be a big stir among the Quakers," said Happy Tom.

"It doesn't matter, young gentlemen, where we're going," said Colonel
Talbot, who heard the last words. "It's our business to be led, and
we know that we're in the hands of a great leader. And we know, too,
that whatever dangers he leads us into, he'll share them to the full.
Am I not right, Hector?"

"You speak the full truth, Leonidas."

"Aye, aye, sir," said Harry. "It's sufficient for us to follow where
General Lee leads."

"But we need a great victory," said Colonel Talbot. "We've had news
from the southwest. The enemy has penetrated too far there. That
fellow Grant is a perfect bulldog. They say he actually means to take
our fortress of Vicksburg. He always hangs on, and that's bad for us.
If we win this war, we've got to win it with some great stroke here in
the east."

"You speak with your usual penetration and clearness, Leonidas," said
Lieutenant-Colonel Hector St. Hilaire, and then the two rode on, side by
side, firm, quiet figures.

Now came days when suspense and fear hung heavy over the land. The
sudden blow out of the dark that had destroyed Milroy startled the
North. The fugitives from his command told alarming stories of the
great Southern force that was advancing. The division of Hill, watching
Hooker on the Rappahannock, also dropped into the dark where Lee's main
army had already gone. The Army of the Potomac took up its march on a
parallel line to the westward, but it was never able to come into close
contact with the Army of Northern Virginia. There were clouds of
skirmishers and cavalry between.

Undaunted by his narrow escape at Brandy Station, Stuart showed all his
old fire and courage, covering the flanks and spreading out a swarm of
horsemen who kept off the