none of their men unwarned of the movement.
Nevertheless, a few of them were not distinguished from the dead, and were left where they lay. An orderly sergeant, waking from sound sleep, induced by the fatigues of the day, opened his eyes, and looked about him on all sides with surprise and wonder.
His company and regiment were gone.
The advance line, of which they had formed a part, had disappeared.
He saw no living or moving thing.
He started up and stood at gaze.
What to do now?
Which way to go?
He concluded that the regiment had moved farther forward, and, going first to the left, and then up along a piece of fence, he saw the hostile line a short distance before him. Falling down, he crept on hands and knees, descending the hill again until he reached the road.
An officer, anxious when the withdrawal was ordered that no one should remain behind for want of notice, waited until the regiments had moved away, then passed along the line just abandoned.
He saw a man lying on his side, reposing on his elbow, his head supported on his hand, his left leg drawn up. You would have been certain he dozed, or meditated, so natural and restful his posture.
Him he somewhat rudely touched, and thus accosted: “Get up and join your company.
We have moved to the rear.”
The reclining figure moved not, made no response.
The officer bent over him, and looked closely-he was a corpse.
At length the dawn appeared — the mist was dispelled.
With the coming of morning, the command was again taken into the town.