Sunday

A Chilly Sunday Morning.

Still sort of lounging aimlessly around today. Tomorrow morning I will launch myself into action. At the very least I will work on my work project. I don’t know why I feel guilty about just wallowing around reading and drinking coffee. But, I do. Too damn many years being a participant in the rat races I guess. 

What have I done to be fatigued? 

Telegram to General G. B. McClellan:
Washington City, D.C. Oct. 24. 1862
Majr. Genl. McClellan
I have just read your despatch about sore tongued and fatigued horses. Will you pardon me for asking what the horses of your army have done since the battle of Antietam that fatigue anything?
A. Lincoln

This is one of my favorite telegrams. 

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