Victourious Embitterment

GLORIOUS DISASTER! Lost opportunity never to be found elsewhere lest the Almighty smile upon us once more. How those embellished Union soldiers fled amongst their crowd, tails tucked squarely between their entangled legs, cannot be conveyed in words without the loss of that all quality which instills me with hope for the future. Yet our commanders let us not pursue thsoe that would take us lightly to a swift and sound defeat. How I regret allowing those flee within the crowd, leaving behind only traces of the ashamed. Still so, this can only be counted as victory for our nation, a word that the Union will be forced upon.
Let this smiting victory be testament to the emergence of the Confederacy. Let bitterness sweep those of the aristocracy which would bathe in the sun atop cherished family blankets. Most of all, let the realization burn in every Union heart that the Confederacy is not an institution to be taken with wine glasses and powdered wigs, but met with bayonet in kind. Let Manassas be the first step to independance.

http://blog.vail.k12.az.us/chesterk-amhist/files/2008/10/abc-clio_-american-history_-entry-display.pdf

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It was Inevitable

I can only heave an exasperated sigh as the headline breathes my darkest fears. While the secession of South Carolina itself caused quite an uproar, it can only be viewed as the passing of an eventual fate. However, with the firing of the mortar heard round the nation, tensions have built to an irreconcilable state. The final whispers of peace between Beauregard and Anderson stands paramount as example of the state of matters and their possibility of amelioration.
Fort Sumter, subject of South Carolina, found itself under the sword of foreign influence, a Yankee no less. Though suspicions swirl within my mind as to their intent for their location, the most damning of infringements lies in their disregard for their "hosts", if indeed they can be called so. Subject to the rule of South Carolina herself, the occupants dare turn cheek to the babe mouth of the Confederacy where respect is warranted. In this, I myself could think of no other line of action when confronted with persisting misconduct of the utmost degree.
My heart and musket lie with the basic belief of our autonomy. If acknowledgment is not forthcoming, then it must be won. Though in my deepest depths i abhor the idea of taking arms against my brethren, I fight for those whom stood by me through childhood, West Point, and still thrive today.
Think nothing of me but loyalty Alabama.


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http://www.classbrain.com/artteenst/publish/article_90.shtml

We Near the Edge

Though we still call ourselves these United States, events further push us into a corner where compromise becomes an impossibility. Today, it is the election of Abraham Lincoln as our Commander in Chief that sets my mind ill at ease. While I doubt not the quality of leadership, it is the potential of this circumstance to become a catalyst for an undesirable result which unsettles me the most. Only the completely ignorant can be unaware of the schism along the Mason-Dixon Line where one (the North) strives to strike the slavery institution from that which tries to protect their right to claim this economic resolve as their own (the South). With the appointment of such a Northern sympathizer, reconciliation is all but a childish dream. I myself find my loyalties lying with my upbringing. For eight years my uncle Augustus, both plantation owner and newspaper editor by trade, instilled the ideal of each state having its own right to self-governance without interference from the federal government. I fear that such a bold stroke may be Lincoln's ultimate goal while he resides in that national body. While I hope no unprecedented action takes place, it is clear for whom I hail to.

This die-hard corps commander is reporting for duty under command of Robert E. Lee, being a member of his inner high command circle. Perhaps arguably one of the most valuable commanders of either side, taking into mind some modesty, and not afraid of speaking my mind when the belief provides the urge. Participating in many decisive battles during the course of the war, I provided invaluable tactical support which changed the tide of the war, hopefully to the victory of the Confederacy, not to mention I have a pretty hardcore beard going on.