Time Sets All Things Right. Error Lives

I Have Been A Soldier All My Life. I Have Commanded Companies, I Have Commanded Regiments. I Have Commanded Divisions. And I Have Commanded Even More. But There Are No Fifteen Thousand Men I The World That Can Go Across That Ground.

I Hope To Live Long Enough To See My Surviving Comrades March Side By Side With The Union Veterans Along Pennsylvania Avenue, And Then I Will Die Happy.

The Next Time We Met Was At Appomattox, And The First Thing That General Grant Said To Me When We Stepped Inside, Placing His Hand In Mine Was, Pete, Let Us Have Another Game Of Brag, To Recall The Days That Were So Pleasant. Great God! I Thought To Myself, How My Heart Swells Out To Such Magnanimous Touch Of Humanity. Why Do Men Fight Who Were Born To Be Brothers?

There Was No Indication Of Panic. The Broken Files Marched Back In Steady Step. The Effort Was Nobly Made And Failed From The Blows That Could Not Be Fended.

General, If You Put Every Union Soldier Now On The Other Side Of The Potomac On That Field To Approach Me Over The Same Line, I Will Kill Them All Before They Reach My Line.