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Before the Dawn
Contributor(s): Altsheler, Joseph A. (Author)
ISBN: 0848812336     ISBN-13: 9780848812331
Publisher: John M. Carroll Co.
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Product Type: Hardcover - Other Formats
Published: October 1998
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Excerpt: ... endless battles, its terrible slaughter, and the doubt of what was to come after. Harley claimed his attention, for he could not bear to be ignored. Moreover, he was wounded, and with all due deference to his sister, the visit was to him. "Does either army mean to move?" he asked. "I think so; I came to tell you about it," replied Prescott. Harley at once was full of eagerness. This touched him on his strongest side. He was a warrior by instinct, and his interest in the affairs of the army could never be languid. "Why, what news have you?" he asked quickly. "Grant has come " He uttered an exclamation, but for a little while made no further comment. Like all the others, he seemed to accept the arrival of the new Northern leader as the signal for immediate action, and he wished to think over it. "Grant," he said presently, "will attack us, and you don't know what it costs me to be lying here. I must be up and I will. Don't you see what is coming? Don't you see it, I say?" "What is it that you see?" asked Prescott. "Why, General Lee is going to win the greatest victory of the age. He will beat their biggest army, led by their best General. Why, I see it now It Pg 189 will be the tactics of Chancellorsville over again. What a pity Jackson is gone But there's Wood. He'll make a circuit with ten thousand men and hit 'em on the right flank, and at the same time I'll go around with my cavalry and dig into 'em on the left. The Yankees won't be dreaming of it, for Bobby Lee will be pounding 'em in front and they'll have eyes only for him. Won't it be grand, magnificent " There was a flash in his eye now and he was no longer irritable or impatient. "Isn't war a glorious game?" he said. "Of course it is best not to have war, but if we must have it, it draws out of a man the best that is in him, if he's any good at all." There was a light knock at the door, and Prescott, who was contrasting brother and sister, noticed their countenances change oddly and in a...