The Enemy Is Here, And If We

Traveler Is My Only Companion; I May Also Say My Pleasure. He And I, Whenever Practicable, Wander Out In The Mountains And Enjoy Sweet Confidence.

The Gentleman Does Not Needlessly And Unnecessarily Remind An Offender Of A Wrong He May Have Committed Against Him. He Cannot Only Forgive, He Can Forget; And He Strives For That Nobleness Of Self And Mildness Of Character Which Impart Sufficient Strength To Let The Past Be But The Past. A True Man Of Honor Feels Humbled Himself When He Cannot Help Humbling Others.

The Questions Which For Years Were In Dispute Between The State And General Government, And Which Unhappily Were Not Decided By The Dictates Of Reason, But Referred To The Decision Of War, Having Been Decided Against Us, It Is The Part Of Wisdom To Acquiesce In The Result, And Of Candor To Recognize The Fact.

A Union That Can Only Be Maintained By Swords And Bayonets, And In Which Strife And Civil War Are To Take The Place Of Brotherly Love And Kindness, Has No Charm For Me.

We Must Forgive Our Enemies. I Can Truly Say That Not A Day Has Passed Since The War Began That I Have Not Prayed For Them.