In Our Country... One Class

There Will Soon Come An Armed Contest Between Capital And Labor. They Will Oppose Each Other, Not With Words And Arguments, But With Shot And Shell, Gun-powder And Cannon. The Better Classes Are Tired Of The Insane Howling Of The Lower Strata And They Mean To Stop Them.

An Army To Be Useful Must Be A Unit, And Out Of This Has Grown The Saying, Attributed To Napoleon, But Doubtless Spoken Before The Days Of Alexander, That An Army With An Inefficient Commander Was Better Than One With Two Able Heads.

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.

The More Indians We Can Kill... The Less Will Have To Be Killed The Next War, For The More I See Of These Indians, The More Convinced I Am That They All Have To Be Killed Or Be Maintained As A Species Of Paupers.

The Way To Success Is Strategically Along The Way Of Least Expectation And Tactically Along The Line Of Least Resistance.