The vast army of McClellan spread out before me. The marching columns extended back as far as eye could see in the distance. It was a grand and glorious spectacle, and it was impossible to look at it without admiration.
Our gloomy Presbyterian ideas encourage fear of God, not love for him.
Those who have happy homes seldom turn out badly.
Train our children to love God.
There was a nuisance in the service known as the army correspondent.
We were lavish of blood in those days, and it was thought to be a grand thing to charge a battery or an earth-work lined with infantry.