"We're back in the capital to enjoy ourselves a while," he said lightly
to Dick, "and I'm glad to see that the weather will be fine for
sight-seeing."
"Yes, here we are," said Dick. "The Johnnies beat us this time. They
didn't outfight us, but they had the best generals. As soon as you're
well, George, we'll start out again and lick 'em."
"I'm glad you told 'em to wait for me, Dick. That's what you ought to
do. I hear that McClellan is at the head of things again."
"Yes, the Army of the Potomac is to the front once more, and it's taken
over the Army of Virginia. We hear that Pope is going out to the
northwest to fight Indians."
"McClellan is not likely to be trapped as Pope was, but he's so
tremendously cautious that he'll never trap anything himself. Now,
which kind of a general would you choose, Dick?"
"As between those two I'll take McClellan. The soldiers at least like
him and believe in him. And George, our man in the east hasn't come yet.
The generals we've had don't hammer. They don't concentrate, rush right
in and rain blows on the enemy.
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