I Want My Army To Be An

It Is Painful Enough To Discover With What Unconcern They Speak Of War And Threaten It. They Do Not Know Its Horrors. I Have Seen Enough Of It To Make Me Look Upon It As The Sum Of All Evils.

I Am More Anxious Than I Can Express That My Men Should Be Not Only Good Soldiers Of Their Country, But Also Good Soldiers Of The Cross.

I Have So Fixed The Habit In My Own Mind That I Never Raise A Glass Of Water To My Lips Without A Moment's Asking Of God's Blessing. I Never Seal A Letter Without Putting A Word Of Prayer Under The Seal. I Never Take A Letter From The Post Without A Brief Sending Of My Thoughts Heavenward. I Never Change Classes In The Section Room Without A Minute's Petition On The Cadets Who Go Out And Those Who Come In.

Always Mystify, Mislead, And Surprise The Enemy, If Possible.

This Army Stays Here Until The Last Wounded Man Is Removed. Before I Leave Them To The Enemy, I Will Lose Many More Men.