Whitelaw Reid: “And I submit to candid men that there are just those three courses, and no more, now open to us--to run away, to protect…”

I never saw hands more cheerful or contented than some managed on this last plan were.

You see, General, this is alarming, and you must acknowledge that we are not safe.

Something, however, must be done to disperse this unwholesome gathering at Newbern, or the tumor, thus neglected, may do serious injury.

These Southern Rebels have their fate in their own keeping, and they are nursing their wrath to keep it warm.