1 A few idle flags were perched on the dirt hills.
2 From a sloping hill came the sound of cheerings and clashes.
3 As they climbed the hill on the farther side artillery began to boom.
4 On the crest of a small hill was the thick gleam of many departing muskets.
5 But the long serpents crawled slowly from hill to hill without bluster of smoke.
6 Upon the other shore a dark and mysterious range of hills was curved against the sky.
7 During this halt many men in the regiment began erecting tiny hills in front of them.
8 He scrambled upon a wee hill and watched it sweeping finely, keeping formation in difficult places.
9 At last he heard from along the road at the foot of the hill the clatter of a horse's galloping hoofs.
10 From the top of a small hill came level belchings of yellow flame that caused an inhuman whistling in the air.
11 The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting.
12 He stood, erect and tranquil, watching the attack begin against apart of the line that made a blue curve along the side of an adjacent hill.
13 When the sunrays at last struck full and mellowingly upon the earth, the youth saw that the landscape was streaked with two long, thin, black columns which disappeared on the brow of a hill in front and rearward vanished in a wood.
14 A river, amber-tinted in the shadow of its banks, purled at the army's feet; and at night, when the stream had become of a sorrowful blackness, one could see across it the red, eyelike gleam of hostile camp-fires set in the low brows of distant hills.