I could get behind the casemates of Monroe and issue orders.

I was cut out to sit in a good, thick casemate and bring this cruel war to an end.
"A terribly funny thing happened at Alexandria.

A raw infantry regiment was camped near the seminary, and had managed to flounder through guard mount.

The sentinels on duty kept a sharp lookout and turned out the guard every time a holiday nigger hove in sight; and sentinels and guard and officer were getting awfully tired of their mistakes; and the day was hot, and the sentinels grew sleepy.
"Then one sentry, dozing awake, happened to turn and glance toward the woods; and out of it, over the soft forest soil, and already nearly on top of him, came a magnificent cavalcade at full gallop--the President, and Generals McClellan and Benjamin Butler leading.
"Horror paralyzed him, then he ran toward the guard house, shrieking at the top of his lungs: "'Great God! Turn out the guard! Here comes Old Abe and Little Mac and Beast Butler!' "And that's all the camp gossip and personal scandal that I have to relate to you, dear.
"I'll run the guard if I can, so help me Moses! "And I am happier than I have ever been in all my life.

If I don't run under fire you have promised not to stop loving me.