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Let Me Tell You What Is Coming.... Your Fathers And Husbands, Your Sons And Brothers, Will Be Herded At The Point Of The Bayonet... You May, After The Sacrifice Of Countless Millions Of Treasure And Of Thousands Of Lives, As A Bare Possibility, Win Southern Independence...but I Doubt It.

I Beseech Those Whose Piety Will Permit Them Reverently To Petition, That They Will Pray For This Union, And Ask That He Who Buildeth Up And Pulleth Down Nations Will, The Mercy Preserve And Unite Us. For A Nation Divided Against Itself Cannot Stand. I Wish, If This Union Must Be Dissolved, That Its Ruins May Be The Monument Of My Grave, And The Graves Of My Family. I Wish No Epitaph To Be Written To Tell That I Survive The Ruin Of This Glorious Union.

In The Name Of The Constitution Of Texas, Which Has Been Trampled Upon, I Refuse To Take This Oath. I Love Texas Too Well To Bring Civil Strife And Bloodshed Upon Her.

Let Me Tell You What Is Coming. After The Sacrifice Of Countless Millions Of Treasure And Hundreds Of Thousands Of Lives You May Win Southern Independence, But I Doubt It. The North Is Determined To Preserve This Union. They Are Not A Fiery, Impulsive People As You Are, For They Live In Colder Climates. But When They Begin To Move In A Given Direction, They Move With The Steady Momentum And Perseverance Of A Mighty Avalanche.

Do Right And Risk The Consequences.