If The People Raise A Great Howl

I Want Peace, And Believe It Can Only Be Reached Through Union And War, And I Will Ever Conduct War With A View To Perfect An Early Success.

A Battery Of Field Artillery Is Worth A Thousand Muskets.

I See Every Chance Of A Long, Confused And Disorganizing Civil War, And I Feel No Desire To Take A Hand Therein.

Hold The Fort! I Am Coming!

An Army Is A Collection Of Armed Men Obliged To Obey One Man. Every Enactment, Every Change Of Rule Which Impairs This Principle Weakens The Army, Impairs Its Value, And Defeats The Very Object Of Its Existence.