War Is The Remedy That Our Enemies

I Found So Many Jews And Speculators Here Trading In Cotton, And Secessionists Had Become So Open In Refusing Anything But Gold, That I Have Felt Myself Bound To Stop It. The Gold Can Have But One Use - The Purchase Of Arms And Ammunition... Of Course, I Have Respected All Permits By Yourself Or The Secretary Of The Treasury, But In These New Cases (swarms Of Jews), I Have Stopped It.

I Confess, Without Shame, That I Am Sick And Tired Of Fighting — Its Glory Is All Moonshine; Even Success The Most Brilliant Is Over Dead And Mangled Bodies, With The Anguish And Lamentations Of Distant Families, Appealing To Me For Sons, Husbands, And Fathers ... It Is Only Those Who Have Never Heard A Shot, Never Heard The Shriek And Groans Of The Wounded And Lacerated ... That Cry Aloud For More Blood, More Vengeance, More Desolation.

Courage - A Perfect Sensibility Of The Measure Of Danger, And A Mental Willingness To Endure It.

I Hate Newspapermen. They Come Into Camp And Pick Up Their Camp Rumors And Print Them As Facts. I Regard Them As Spies, Which, In Truth, They Are.

The Scenes On This Field Would Have Cured Anybody Of War.