F. Colburn (Francis Colburn) Adams

Capitolo 30

Sharp, of Hanover Corte House, and of Equitable Oaks you/he/she should be
thrown away because the wisdom of the nation would not send us help.

This, my child was the day of our tribulation. The people were
strongly, and the army represented the people. I desire, my child that me
to also say that the Government was strong. But the army, if it
it was ill, you/he/she had not lost his/her courage, neither his/her love for the general who
commands him/it.

General protection went out then with its strong and powerful army and
it fought against us to the Mill of Gaines, where he struck us after a desperate
battle. We was able well as self-acknowledged that we was stricken, and badly
beaten, in that battle;  and what we had to make the best we was able of
our defeat, and it gets through the Swamp of rapid Chickahominy as us
it was able, and it turns forever him our backs against him, for we had filled him to us with
the graves of our brave soldiers. George was blood, it had great
the trust in the persistence of his/her army, and it looked in ahead to the
future with faith and the hope. He didn't want to admit that him
it was stricken to the Mill of Gaines;  but the nation constituted its mind that him
it was. Indeed, the nation could not include the principle of
generalship that a victory has asked, and to the same done duration a
necessary change of base of forehead to an enemy that advances. But
George found his/her sure army through the Chickahominy, although in some
confusion, and instead of driving the enemy to the wall, as he had
promises us he would do, the enemy started to drive him/it to the James
River.

As the Irishman that had his/her head found twice rout, but you/he/she was
not prepared to say him it was stricken, George kept on showing General Protection
what still our army was full of tear.

Then he became round and it tastily beat the right of enemy to Wild
You put, to Oak Swamp Bianca, and to Malvern Hill--only to show that
he could do him/it. These are places, my child in which you will read of
history. And the glories of the battles fought to them it will become