The Only True Rule For Cavalry Is

Died Of Wounds Inflicted In Error By His Own Troops At The Battle Of Chancellorsville During The Us Civil War. Let Us Cross Over The River And Sit In The Shade Of The Trees.

I Am More Afraid Of King Alcohol Than Of All The Bullets Of The Enemy.

My Duty Is To Obey Orders.

Through Life Let Your Principal Object Be The Discharge Of Duty.

My Religious Belief Teaches Me To Feel As Safe In Battle As In Bed. God Has Fixed The Time For My Death. I Do Not Concern Myself About That, But To Be Always Ready, No Matter When It May Overtake Me.