All We Ask Is To Be Let

Nothing Fills Me With Deeper Sadness Than To See A Southern Man Apologizing For The Defense We Made Of Our Inheritance. Our Cause Was So Just, So Sacred, That Had I Known All That Has Come To Pass, Had I Known What Was To Be Inflicted Upon Me, All That My Country Was To Suffer, All That Our Posterity Was To Endure, I Would Do It All Over Again.

If You Will Not Have It Thus: If In The Pride Of Power, If In Contempt Of Reason And Reliance Upon Force, You Say We Shall Not Go, But Shall Remain As Subjects To You, Then, Gentlemen Of The North, A War Is To Be Inaugurated The Like Of Which Men Have Not Seen.

Every One Must Understand That, Whatever Be The Evil Of Slavery, It Is Not Increased By Its Diffusion. Every One Familiar With It Knows That It Is In Proportion To Its Sparseness That It Becomes Less Objectionable. Wherever There Is An Immediate Connexion Between The Master And Slave, Whatever There Is Of Harshness In The System Is Diminished.

It Is Not Differences Of Opinion; It Is Geographical Lines, Rivers, And Mountains Which Divide State From State, And Make Different Nations Of Mankind.

Vicksburg Is The Nail Head That Holds The South’s Two Halves Together.