"The time has not come, and may not come for
fifty years, when justice can be done to the losing party in a
bitter civil war." (1871)
[in introduction to his memoirs]
"… the maddening excitement of the charge, the sullen anger of defeat — the thrilling triumph of victory . . ."
[a portratit of Lee]
" … going to the rear … was attracted by a large,
powerful, well-bred horse . . . in front of the tent of a Corps
commander. He was a grey, perfectly groomed . . . Just then
General Lee came out of the tent . . . He wore blue military
pants without suspenders and a short linen sack with no vest, a
soft felt hat, and buff gauntlets. He had no insignia of rank
about him, and carried neither sword, pistol or field glass.
. . . he stroked the horse kindly upon the face . . . mounted,
. . . and rode quietly away followed by the orderly. This was his
usual style. He always mounted on the same horse, and as he
passed along his lines . . . looked more like some planter, with
a taste for horses riding around his fields, than the
conventional military chieftan.
This absence of 'fuss and feathers' in its commander gave the cue to the whole Army of Northern Virginia."