From Resolutions of the American Anti-Slavery Society
His last campaign alone, even ending as it did in defeat, would have sufficed to fix him forever as a star of the first magnitude in the constellation of great captains. Though he succumbed at last to the "policy of attrition," pursued by his patient and able antagonist, it was not until Grant had lost in the campaign over 124,000 men, better armed and equipped--two men for every one that Lee had had in his army from the beginning of the campaign.
_Lee elected President of Washington College, 1865_
By the recognized universal public law of all the earth, war dissolves all political compacts. Our forefathers gave as one of their grounds for asserting their independence that the King of Great Britain had "abdicated government here by declaring us out of his protection and waging war upon us." The people and the Government of the Northern States of the late Union have acted in the same manner toward Missouri, and have dissolved, by war, the connection heretofore existing between her and them.
_Governor Jackson declares Missouri out of the Union, 1861_
Very soon after, the Essex was seen approaching under full steam. Stevens, as humane as he was true and brave, finding that he could not bring a single gun to bear upon the coming foe, sent all his people over the bows ashore, remaining alone to set fire to his vessel; this he did so effectually that he had to jump from the stern into the river and save himself by swimming; and with colors flying, the gallant _Arkansas_, whose decks had never been pressed by the foot of an enemy, was blown into the air.
Oh, de cabin at de quarter in de old plantation days, Wid de garden patch behin' it an' de gode-vine by de do', An' de do'-yard sot wid roses, whar de chillun runs and plays, An' de streak o' sunshine, yaller lak, er-slantin' on de flo'!
But ole Mars' wuz killed at Shiloh, an' young Mars' at Wilderness; Ole Mis' is in de graveyard, wid young Mis' by her side, An' all er we-all's fambly is scattered eas' an' wes', An' de gode-vine by de cabin do' an' de roses all has died! MARY EVELYN MOORE DAVIS
Here Carolina comes, her brave cheeks warm And wet with tears, to take in charge this dust, And brings her daughters to receive in form Virginia's sacred trust. JAMES BARRON HOPE