The Contest Is Not Over, The Strife

Your Little Army, Derided For Its Want Of Arms, Derided For Its Lack Of All The Essential Material Of War, Has Met The Grand Army Of The Enemy, Routed It At Every Point, And Now It Flies, Inglorious In Retreat Before Our Victorious Columns. We Have Taught Them A Lesson In Their Invasion Of The Sacred Soil Of Virginia.

Vicksburg Is The Nail Head That Holds The South’s Two Halves Together.

God Forbid That The Day Should Ever Come When To Be True To My Constituents Is To Be Hostile To The Union.

The Time For Compromise Has Now Passed, And The South Is Determined To Maintain Her Position, And Make All Who Oppose Her Smell Southern Powder And Feel Southern Steel.

The Slave Must Be Made Fit For His Freedom By Education And Discipline, And Thus Made Unfit For Slavery. And As Soon As He Becomes Unfit For Slavery, The Master Will No Longer Desire To Hold Him As A Slave.