Under Fire: A Tale of the Shenandoah Valley — page 174: what you’re looking at

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SHERIDAN EXCITED. 167 ** Down went many a gallant soldier, Down went many a stout dragoon; Lying*grim and stark and gory On the crimson field of glory, Leaving us a noble story, And their dark-cliffed home a boon. * **Hurrah!”? Up and down moved the gleaming sabres of the Virginia rangers. The contest was almost over, and Early’s gray reg- iments were worsted, going back with decimated ranks from the hotly contested field. Then it was that a loud cheer welled up font throats not used to cheering in battle strife before that day. them the victors, and no doubt astounded the lately victorious, confident foe. “Charge, lads! Down with them!”’ The voice of ‘‘Loyal Mose’’ rang sharp and clear above the battle din. Then, like an avalanche, the rangers swept down upon the foe, yelling like demons let loose. Through the gray ranks the rangers crashed, rid-— ing down those who failed to get from under. Striking right and left, the blue tunics made sad havoc in the gray. It would be dangerous to follow too far, and soon the bugle sounded the recall. The enemy had met with their first repulse of the day, and was doubtless considerably astonished. Emory immediately sent an aid to Sheridan with the news that the enemy were repulsed. ‘“That’s good—that’s good!’ laughed Sheridan. ‘Thank God for that! Now, then, tell General Emory if they attack him again to go after them, and follow them up, and sock it into them and to give them the devil!” It was the hearty Northern cheer that proclaimed Comicbooks co