Necessity Does Not Submit To Debate.

To This Wonderful Page In Our Country's History Another More Glorious Still Will Be Added, And The Slave Shall Show At Last To His Free Brothers A Sharpened Sword Forged From The Links Of His Fetters.

I Offer Neither Pay, Nor Quarters, Nor Food; I Offer Only Hunger, Thirst, Forced Marches, Battles And Death. Let Him Who Loves His Country With His Heart, And Not Merely With His Lips, Follow Me.

Let Those Only Return To Their Homes Who Are Called By The Imperative Duties Which They Owe To Their Families, And Those Who By Their Glorious Wounds Have Deserved The Credit Of Their Country.

I Utter This Word With Deepest Affection And From The Very Bottom Of My Heart.

Posterity Will Call You The Great Emancipator, A More Enviable Title Than Any Crown Could Be, And Greater Than Any Merely Mundane Treasure.