He paused a moment. In an envelope addressed to him in the handwriting I had first seen at Lucius Oliver's I found a scripture-text, a heading torn from a tract which the chaplain may have sent in to Charlotte in the morning. I turned it to the light of my fire. Under this printed line she had pencilled her name. They looked solemnly at one another for a[Pg 74] long while without even approaching a "stare out."
The dust-wall extended gradually as the distance grew covered by the Germans in their flight to their former positions. But at last we saw the first men emerge in complete disorder from that driving cloud. Some on the right, others on the left, here60 and there also small groups which courageously dragged their guns with them, as they saved themselves from that infernal downpour. Well, I could not keep calm when I heard such things read by a father from a letter of his only son on the battle-field; that is impossible. and I couldn't stand that! It didn't seem right for a person
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