Hold The Fort! I Am Coming!

This War Differs From Other Wars, In This Particular. We Are Not Fighting Armies But A Hostile People, And Must Make Old And Young, Rich And Poor, Feel The Hard Hand Of War.

The Whole Army Is Burning With An Insatiable Desire To Wreak Violence Upon South Carolina. I Almost Tremble For Her Fate.

To Those Who Would Submit To The Rightful Law And Authority, All Gentleness And Forbearance; But To The Petulant And Persistent Secessionists, Why, Death Is Mercy, And The Quicker He Or She Is Disposed Of The Better. Satan And The Rebellious Saints Of Heaven Were Allowed A Continuous Existence In Hell Merely To Swell Their Just Punishment. To Such As Would Rebel Against A Government So Mild And Just As Ours Was In Peace, A Punishment Equal Would Not Be Unjust.

You People Of The South Don't Know What You Are Doing. This Country Will Be Drenched In Blood, And God Only Knows How It Will End.

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.