"Lord, drive 'em back! I've sinned and come short, but drive 'em, O Lord!"
He paused and whispered to Ned as he reached for another cartridge:
"Are they comin' or goin'?"
"Coming!"
Again he prayed with fervor:
"Drive 'em back, Lord Goddermighty, we're weak and you're strong—help us now! Drive 'em—just this time, O Lord, and you can have me—I'll be good!"
He paused for breath and turned to Ned:
"Now look!—Comin' or goin'?"
"That follow with the flag cussin' the men has dropped——"
"Thank God!"