On To Richmond!

If there was ever any question about our intentions, let them be answered forever. The 50,000 troops at Fort Monroe have been nearly tripled to 121,500 men under arms. They have 15,000 horses and 1,150 wagons to carry them up the peninsula to your "capital" at Richmond. 113 steamships, 188 schooners, and 88 barges have brought them from the Washington area to Virginia, and no one has any plans to take them back.

Gen'l McClellan is a man of decisive action, and we will march straight from this camp to your "capital" and destroy every inch of that rebel stronghold. Any men who try to stop us, if they are farmers or soldiers dressed in grey, will get capped.

This war is over. Give it up.

Makin' Richmond My Bitch

Alright, we tried to be nice, but you are just being stubborn. I don't know if you've looked around yet and taken stock of the situation, but we've got all the navy, most of the big guns, all of the industrial power of this country, and most of the people. Oh, and most of the money, too.

What do you have? Some farmers with shovels and a few snooty Virginians who think they are better than everyone else! You take our deserting Colonels and make them Generals, you call farmers Sergeants and boatswains Captians!

It's time we put an end to all this. We're marching south from Washington on your "capital" at Richmond. Enough is enough.