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I Pass With Relief From The Tossing Sea Of Cause And Theory To The Firm Ground Of Result And Fact.

History With Its Flickering Lamp Stumbles Along The Trail Of The Past, Trying To Reconstruct Its Scenes, To Revive Its Echoes, And Kindle With Pale Gleams The Passion Of Former Days.

Nothing Will Bring American Sympathy Along With Us So Much As American Blood Shed In The Field.

It Is Not Open To The Cool Bystander . . . To Set Himself Up As An Impartial Judge Of Events Which Would Never Have Occurred Had He Outstretched A Helping Hand In Time.

I Think It Is The Most Important Subject Facing This Country, But I Cannot Get Any Of My Ministers To Take Any Notice.