There Are But Few Commanders Who Properly

I Find I Like It Too Much.

I Was Afraid The Fire Would Not Be Hot Enough For Me To Distinguish Myself.

There Are But Few Commanders Who Properly Appreciate The Value Of Celerity.

Duty Is Ours; The Consequences Are The Lord God's

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.