remembers him at this time as “a modest, amiable, but by no means promising lieutenant in a marching regiment.”
could scarcely have held this estimate after Molino-del-Rey and Chapultepec
In the months of peace preceding, whether in Louisiana
or at Corpus Christi
's thoughts still saw the goal of a professorship; nor was his heart in the Mexican War
, when it came.
He pronounces it “unholy,” and he writes: “The Southern Rebellion was largely the outgrowth of the Mexican War
. Nations, like individuals, are punished for their transgressions.”
This forty years retrospect is consistent with his letter after Cerro Gordo
: “You say you would like to hear more about the war . . . . Tell them I am heartily tired of the wars.”
On the intellectual side, his letters read stark and bald as time-tables.
, are nothing to him. But his constant love of