HIS SHARE OF GLORY
can save this glorious Union, a government better than any ever conceived in this world before, bring our Southern brothers back into it, I'll give all I have and get more to give!"
Ah, the foolishness!
But I saw that red-headed idiot at Chancellorsville on that hot Sunday morning go into the smoke with a crazy yell, too, not knowing what was before him. When I saw him again, he was in a lead-lined box, with that yell still on his lips, that light still in his face. And I thought then of what he had said about the glorious Union. He believed it. He died for it! It must be so! By the Lord God, it is so!
