It is a duty we owe to posterity to see that our children shall know the virtues, and rise worthy of their sires.

The authors of all our misfortune.

Your little army, derided for its want of arms, derided for its lack of all the essential material of war, has met the grand army of the enemy, routed it at every point, and now it flies, inglorious in retreat before our victorious columns. We have taught them a lesson in their invasion of the sacred soil of Virginia.

God forbid that the day should ever come when to be true to my constituents is to be hostile to the Union.

Vicksburg is the nail head that holds the South’s two halves together.

Nothing fills me with deeper sadness than to see a Southerner apologizing for the defense we made of our inheritance.

Pray excuse me. I cannot take it.