One good Southerner could whip five of 'em any time, our rip-roarin', fire-eatin' speech-makers said.

I knowed then, too, that they was right, but I was up thar in Kentucky a while, an' after Donelson I reckoned that four was about as many as I wanted to tackle all to oncet.

Then thar was Shiloh, an' I kinder had a thought that if three of 'em jumped on me at one time I'd hev my hands purty full to lick 'em.

Then come Corinth, an,' reasonin' with myself, I said I wouldn't take on more'n two Yanks at the same time.

An' now, since I've been at Champion Hill, I know that the Yank is a pow'ful good fighter, an' I reckon one to one jest about suits me, an' even then I'd like to have a leetle advantage in the draw." "I feel that way about it, too.