Look how the people in this village are glaring at us.
Fellows, I've decided after due consideration that they don't love us here in Tennessee.

If you were to ask me I'd say that blue was not their favorite color." "At any rate we don't stay long.

Good-bye, friends, good-bye," said Warner, waving his hand toward two or three men who stood in the door of an old blacksmith shop.
"You laugh, young feller," said a gnarled and knotted old man past eighty, "an' mebbe it's as well for you to laugh while you have the time to do it in.

Mebbe you'll never come back from Stone River, an' if you do, an' if you win everywhere, remember that we, too, will yet win everywhere." "What do you mean by that ?" "All the Yankees, whether they win or not, will have to go back north, except them that are dead, an' we'll be here right on top of the lan', livin' on it, an' runnin' it, same as we've always done." "I hadn't thought of that," said Warner soberly.
"There's a power of things the young don't think of," said the ancient man.

"Mebbe the South can be whipped, but she can't be moved.