Then he pa.s.sed around a section of forest that was burning fiercely.
Here Southern and Union soldiers had met on terms of peace and were making desperate efforts to save their helpless comrades. Harry would have been glad to give aid himself, but he was too well trained now to turn aside when he rode for Lee.
He saw many dark figures pa.s.sing before the flaming background, and as he walked more slowly than he thought, he saw one that looked remarkably familiar to him. It was impossible to see the face, but he knew the walk and the lift of the shoulders. Discipline gave way to impulse now, and he ran forward crying:
"d.i.c.k! d.i.c.k!"
d.i.c.k Mason, who had just dragged a wounded man beyond the range of the flames, turned at the sound of the voice. Even had Harry seen his face at first he would not have known him nor would d.i.c.k have known Harry.
Both were black with ashes, smoke and burned gunpowder. But d.i.c.k knew the voice in an instant. Once more were the two cousins to meet in peace on an unfinished battlefield.
Each driven by the same impulse stepped forward, and their hands met in the strong grasp of blood kindred and friendship, which war itself could not sever.
"You"re alive, Harry!" said d.i.c.k. "It seems almost impossible after what has happened to-day."
"And you too are all right. Not harmed, I see, though your face is an African black."
"I should call your own color dark and smoky."
"I wasn"t sure that you were in the East. When did you come?"
"With General Grant, and I knew that you were on General Lee"s staff.
I"ve a message to give him by you. Oh! you needn"t laugh. It"s a good straight talk."
"Go ahead then and say it to me."
"You say to General Lee that it"s all over. Tell him to quit and send his soldiers home. If he doesn"t he"ll be crushed."
Harry laughed again and waved his finger at the somber battlefield, upon which he stood.
"Does this look like it?" he asked. "We"re farther forward to-night than we were this morning. Wouldn"t General Grant be glad if he could say as much?"
"It makes no difference. I know you don"t believe me, but it"s so.
The North is prepared as it never was before. And Grant will hammer and hammer forever. We know what a man Lee is. The whole North admits it, but I tell you the sun of the South is setting."
"You"re growing poetical and poetry is no argument."
"But unlimited men, unlimited cannon and rifles, unlimited ammunition and supplies and a general who is willing to use them, are. Of course I know that you can"t carry any such message to General Lee, but I feel it to be the truth."
"We"ve a great general and a great army that say, no."
n.o.body paid any attention to the two. It was merely another one of those occasions when men of the opposing sides stood together amid the dead and wounded, and talked in friendly fashion. But Harry knew that he could not delay long.
"I"ve got to go, d.i.c.k," he said. "And I"ve a message too, one that I want you to deliver to General Grant."
"What is it?"
"Tell him that we"ve more than held our own to-day, and that we"ll thrash him like thunder to-morrow, and whenever and wherever he may choose, no matter what the odds are against us."
d.i.c.k laughed.
"I see that you won"t believe even a little bit of what I tell you,"
he said "and maybe if I were in your place I wouldn"t either. But it"s true all the same. Good-by, Harry."
The two hands, covered with battle grime, met again in the strong grasp of blood kindred and friendship.
"Take care of yourself, old man!"
The words, exactly alike, were uttered by the two simultaneously.
Both were stirred deeply. Harry sprang on his horse, looked back once, waving his hand, and rode rapidly to General Lee. Later in the night, he received permission to hunt up the Invincibles, his heart full of fear that they had perished utterly in the gloomy pit called the Wilderness, lit now only by the fire of death.
He left his horse with an orderly and walked toward the point where he had last seen them. He pa.s.sed thousands of soldiers, many wounded, but silent as usual, while the unhurt were sleeping where they had dropped. The Invincibles were not at the point where he had seen them last, and the colonels of several scattered regiments could not tell him what had become of them. But he continued to seek them although the fear was growing in his heart that the last man of the Invincibles had died under the Northern cannon.
His search led toward the enemy"s lines. Almost unconsciously he went in that direction, however, his knowledge of the two colonels telling him that they would take the same course. He turned into a little cove, partly sheltered by the dwarfed trees and he heard a thin voice saying:
"Nonsense, Leonidas. I scarcely felt it, but yours, old friend, is pretty bad. You must let me attend to it. Keep still! I"ll adjust the bandage."
"Hector, why do you make a fuss over me, when I"m only slightly hurt, and sacrifice yourself, a severely injured man!"
"With all due respect you"d better let me attend to you both," said a voice that Harry recognized as St. Clair"s.
"And maybe I could help a little," said another that he knew to be Happy Tom"s. But their voices, like those of the colonels, were weak. Still he had positive proof that they were alive, and, as his heart gave a joyful throb or two, he stepped into the glade. There was enough light for him to see Colonel Leonidas Talbot, and Lieutenant-Colonel Hector St. Hilaire, sitting side by side on the gra.s.s with their backs against the earthly wall, very pale from loss of blood, but with heads erect and eyes shining with a certain pride. St. Clair and Langdon lay on the gra.s.s, one with an old handkerchief, blood-soaked, bound about his head and the other with a bandage tightly fastened over his left shoulder.
Beyond them lay a group of soldiers.
"Good evening, heroes!" said Harry lightly as he stepped forward.
He was welcomed with an exclamation of joy from them all.
"We meet again, Harry," said Colonel Talbot, "and it is the second time since morning. I fancy that second meetings to-day have not been common.
We have the taste of success in our mouths, but you"ll excuse us for not rising to greet you. We are all more or less affected by the missiles of the enemy and for some hours at least neither walking nor standing will be good for us."
"Mohammed must come to all the mountains," said St. Clair, weakly holding out a hand.
Harry greeted them all in turn, and sat down with them. He was overflowing with sympathy, but it was not needed.
"A glorious day," said Colonel Leonidas Talbot.
"Truly," said Harry.
"A most glorious day," said Lieutenant-Colonel Hector St. Hilaire.
"Most truly," said Harry.
"An especially glorious day for the Invincibles," said Colonel Talbot.
"The most glorious of all possible days for the Invincibles," said Lieutenant-Colonel Hector St. Hilaire.
There was an especial emphasis to their words that aroused Harry"s attention.