Chapter 27 THE FIGHT AT MONMOUTH

The next day-Sunday, the twenty-eighth of June, 1778-dawned with cloudless sky, hot, sultry, the warmest day of the year. Not a breath of air stirred the leaves, and in the tree branches above us birds sang gleefully. Before daybreak we, who had been permitted to sleep for a few hours, were aroused by the sentries, and, in the gray dawn, partook of