Pray Excuse Me. I Cannot Take It.

Tradition Usually Rests Upon Something Which Men Did Know; History Is Often The Manufacture Of The Mere Liar.

It Is Our Duty To Keep The Memory Of Our Heroes Green. Yet They Belong To The Whole Country; They Belong To America.

If You Will Not Have It Thus: If In The Pride Of Power, If In Contempt Of Reason And Reliance Upon Force, You Say We Shall Not Go, But Shall Remain As Subjects To You, Then, Gentlemen Of The North, A War Is To Be Inaugurated The Like Of Which Men Have Not Seen.

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

Lay Aside All Rancor, All Bitter Sectional Feeling, And To Make Your Places In The Ranks Of Those Who Will Bring About A Consummation Devoutly To Be Wished—a Reunited Country.