My Heart Bleeds At The Death Of

I Believe I May So, Looking Into My Own Heart, And Speaking As In The Presence Of God, That I Have Never Know One Moment Of Bitterness Or Resentment.

I Like Whiskey. I Always Did, And That Is Why I Never Drink It.

It Is Good That War Is So Horrible, Or We Might Grow To Like It.

Many Opportunities Have Been Lost And Hundreds Of Valuable Lives Uselessly Sacrificed For Want Of A Strict Observance Of Discipline. Its Object Is To Enable An Army To Bring Promptly Into Action The Largest Possible Number Of Its Men, In Good Order And Under The Control Of Their Officers. Its Effects Are Visible In All Military History, Which Records The Triumphs Of Discipline And Courage Far More Frequently Than Those Of Numbers And Resources.

So Far From Engaging In A War To Perpetuate Slavery, I Am Rejoiced That Slavery Is Abolished. I Believe It Will Be Greatly For The Interest Of The South. So Fully Am I Satisfied Of This That I Would Have Cheerfully Lost All That I Have Lost By The War, And Have Suffered All That I Have Suffered To Have This Object Attained.