What you fellers goin' to do in the mornin' ?" "I don't know." "Pope ain't asked you yet what to do.

Well, Bobby Lee and Old Stonewall ain't been lookin' for me either to get my advice, but, Yank, you fellers do just what I tell you." "What's that ?" "Pack up your clothes before daylight, say good-bye, and go back to Washington.

You needn't think you kin ever lick Marse Bobby an' Stonewall Jackson." "But what if we do think it?
We've got a big army back there yet, and more are always coming to us.

We'll beat you yet." "There seems to be a pow'ful wide difference in our opinions, an' I can't persuade you an' you can't persuade me.

We'll just let the question rip.