We are farmers living peacefully in this neighborhood that is as flat as the plains, we have no more chickens, or livestock to offer you any more. All has been taken by the armies that have passed through here in 1862. To the north we hear of the tempest in the wilderness where Lee has tried to defend this route to Richmond. There is a new name for the fields around the james river-the Bloody Angle. Grant has broken through, but his men are arrogantly jubilant and our soldiers regroup to defend once more. Lee in his desperation rides to the front, demanding that his men fight. His faithful fighting Texans rise to the rescue and his men exclaim  LEe to the rear!
 No ground is gained, no victories there. Instead they race to Spottsylvania Courthouse, where Lee once more beats this audacious foe.

More men killed for nothing. Men thrown at this battle, the race to defend or conquer the heart of the confederacy. We must defend, we must not let these northerners make any gains .

We are farmers, we carve out livings from the land. This land we cannot give up to the aggressors of the north.