It seems you misscounted Dana, because there was one last post after you said last post. XP But no matter, we are now on off topic four. We really are chatty. XD

XD Indeed! Numbers never were my strong suit. ;) Booklearnin' is not appealing to me.

Booklearning ain't for gentlemen right George?

Ain't gentlemanly. XD

Nor that either. :D

Colonel, let me introduce my commanders. Each one of these "chaps", as you might say, commands a brigade of mine. This fellow here, this is Lo Armistead. Lo! That's short for Lothario- the lover! ;)

:D *shakes Fremantle's hand* *looks at George*

Fern: *AA wave* Hello Lo.

This is Richard Brooke Garnett, old **. You'll pardon his limp; he got kicked by his horse the other day. :)

And none of the characters I write say anything... XP

XD Indeed.

Now, that fellow there. That's Jim Kemper. You note the shifty eyes, the hand in the pocket. This one's not even a West Pointer, so you wanna watch him; Jimmy's a politician from Virginia.

And still my characters are silent.

XP Yep.

Kemper: Speaker of the house of Virginia. As a matter of fact, Colonel, I have a few political matters I'd like to talk with you about...

Pickett: :D Oh, Lord.

*Lo and Pete have moved a small distance away*

Lo: Have you heard anything about Winfield, old Whinny Boy??

Longstreet: *lighting a cigar* Hancock? Oh, yeah.

Lo: Well, how is he?

Longstreet: You're gonna find out.

Lo: Yeah?

Longstreet: He's got the II Corps. Damn cloverleafs. He's headed this way. Prob'ly run into him in the next few days.

Lo: Wish I could see him again. I haven't seen him since before the war. Never thought it would last this long.

Longstreet: Me neither, Lo.

Lo: I sure would like to talk to old Hancock again, one more time.

Longstreet: Well, why not?

Lo: You wouldn't mind?

Longstreet: Hell no.

Lo: I mean, really. Do you think it would be proper, you know ethical.

Longstreet: *smiles* Look, when the time comes and he's close, just send a messenger over under a flag of truce and go on over, ain't nothin' to it.

Lo: *nods* Last time I saw him was California. Right when the war was beginning, the night before we all left to go off and fight against each other. Old friends off to war.

((*squee* I love that line! XD))

Longstreet: Hey, Lo. How's your brigade?

((XD I love this whole scene. I wish I had it to use in my videos.))

Lo: I've never seen troops anywhere so ready for a brawl. I've got to give the old man credit, lot's of credit. Who else could have held this army together for so long? Remember what they used to say about him, when he first took command? They called him Old Granny. Lord, what damn fools we were. Now, when he passes, the boys hush as if they'd seen an angel of the lord. You ever see anything like that?

Longstreet: Nope. Can't say I have.

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