...oot! After a short pause the Yank again addressed his neighbor, I say, Johnny, isn't it almost daylight? I think it is time they were relieving us. Johnny sang out in a cheery voice: Keep cool, Yank ; you'll be relieved in a few minutes. It was a clear, crisp March morning, the stars were shining overhead, and save for the colloquy between the two pickets, all was as quiet as the grave. The...