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Chapter 17

           HervoicewasjoinedbyRhett’sexcellentbass,andastheywentintothesecondversethoseontheporchbreathedmoreeasily,thoughHeavenknewitwasnonetoocheeryasong,either.

           "Justafewmoredaysfortototethewearyload!Nomatter,’twillneverbelight!Justafewmoredays,tillwetotterintheroad!Then,myoldKentuckyhome,goodnight!"

           Dr.Meade’spredictionwasrightasfarasitwent.JohnstondidstandlikeanironrampartinthemountainsaboveDalton,onehundredmilesaway.SofirmlydidhestandandsobitterlydidhecontestSherman’sdesiretopassdownthevalleytowardAtlantathatfinallytheYankeesdrewbackandtookcounselwiththemselves.Theycouldnotbreakthegraylinesbydirectassaultandso,undercoverofnight,theymarchedthroughthemountainpassesinasemicircle,hopingtocomeuponJohnston’srearandcuttherailroadbehindhimatResaca,fifteenmilesbelowDalton.

           Withthoseprecioustwinlinesofironindanger,theConfederateslefttheirdesperatelydefendedriflepitsand,underthestarlight,madeaforcedmarchtoResacabytheshort,directroad.WhentheYankees,swarmingoutofthehills,cameuponthem,theSoutherntroopswerewaitingforthem,entrenchedbehindbreastworks,batteriesplanted,bayonetsgleaming,evenastheyhadbeenatDalton.

           WhenthewoundedfromDaltonbroughtingarbledaccountsofOldJoe’sretreattoResaca,Atlantawassurprisedandalittledisturbed.Itwasasthoughasmall,darkcloudhadappearedinthenorthwest,thefirstcloudofasummerstorm.

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