The Sword of Antietam (el. knyga) (skaityta knyga) | knygos.lt

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The first youth rode to the crest of the hill, and, still sitting on his horse, examined the country in the south with minute care through a pair of powerful glasses. The other two dismounted and waited patiently. All three were thin and their faces were darkened by sun and wind. But they were strong alike of body and soul. Beneath the faded blue uniforms brave hearts beat and powerful muscles responded at once to every command of the will. "What do you see, Dick?" asked Warner, who leaned easily against his horse, with one arm over the pommel of his saddle. "Hills, valleys, mountains, the August heat shimmering over all, but no human being." "A fine country," said young Pennington, "and I like to look at it, but just now my Nebraska prairie would be better for us. We could at least see the advance of Stonewall Jackson before he was right on top of us."