I Think I Understand What Military Fame

We Can Make War So Terrible And Make Them So Sick Of War That Generations Pass Away Before They Again Appeal To It.

At First You Will Make Headway, But As Your Limited Resources Begin To Fail, Shut Out From The Markets Of Europe As You Will Be, Your Cause Will Begin To Wane. If Your People Will But Stop And Think, They Must See That In The End You Will Surely Fail.

The Young Bloods Of The South: Sons Of Planters, Lawyers About Towns, Good Billiard-players And Sportsmen, Men Who Never Did Any Work And Never Will... They Are Splendid Riders, First-rate Shots And Utterly Reckless. These Men Must All Be Killed Or Employed By Us Before We Can Hope For Peace.

The North Can Make A Steam Engine, Locomotive Or Railway Car; Hardly A Yard Of Cloth Or A Pair Of Shoes Can You Make. You Are Rushing Into War With One Of The Most Powerful, Ingeniously Mechanical And Determined People On Earth - Right At Your Doors. You Are Bound To Fail. Only In Spirit And Determination Are You Prepared For War. In All Else You Are Totally Unprepared, With A Bad Cause To Start With.

If You Don't Have My Army Supplied, And Keep It Supplied, We'll Eat Your Mules Up, Sir.