The Story “On a Mountain” describes the feelings of the first author’s impression seeing mountains – their dim, blue billows, ridge after ridge interminable, beyond purple valleys full of sleep, "in which it seemed always afternoon." But in this beauty there are war actions. The author serves in the “old soldiers” troops who gave themselves no end of military airs. It was in the autumn of that "most immemorial year," the 1861st. Their troop has been pushed in across the Ohio border but after various vicissitudes of fortune and mismanagement they found themselves at Cheat Mountain Pass, holding a road that ran from Nowhere to the southeast. And this Pass became their trap.