I'll Come Back As Soon

Training Distinguishes An Army From An Armed Mob.

We Are Bound No Longer By The Straitjacket Of The Past And Nowhere Is The Change Greater Than In Our Profession Of Arms. What, You May Well Ask, Will Be The End Of All Of This? I Would Not Know! But I Would Hope That Our Beloved Country Will Drink Deep From The Chalice Of Courage.

Blank Cartridges Should Never Be Used Against A Mob, Nor Should A Volley Be Fired Over The Heads Of The Mob Even If There Is Little Danger Of Hurting Persons In The Rear. Such Things Will Be Regarded As An Admission Of Weakness, Or An Attempt To Bluff, And May Do More Harm Than Good.

We Are Not Retreating - We Are Advancing In Another Direction.

A Soldier Plods And Groans, Sweats And Toils, He Growls And Curses, And At The End He Dies.