I get my cheerful disposition and my good manners from him.

When the war was about to begin and I went over to Charleston in about the most splendid uniform that was ever created, he said: 'You fellows will get licked like thunder, and maybe you'll deserve it.

As for you, you'll probably get a part of your fool head shot off, but it's so thick and hard that it will be a benefit to you to lose some of it and have the rest opened up.

But remember, Tom, whenever you do come back, no matter how many legs and arms and portions of your head you've left behind, there'll be a welcome in the old house for you.

You're the fatted calf, but you're sure to come back a lot leaner and maybe with more sense.'" "He certainly talked to you straight." "So he did, Harry; but those words were not nearly so rough as they sound, because when I came away I saw tears in his eyes.