The same feeling pervades every sailor's and soldier's heart. We are as one . . .
It was a hot July afternoon. Sitting in his tent in the woods was General Sherman. War was not hell to him then—if it ever was. For this was a most memorable anniversary of the day on which our nation was born. It was, in fact, July 4, 1863. The federal army had just made its entry into the mighty fortress of Vicksburg. The general was writing a letter to his comrade, Admiral David D. Porter. And this letter is just as memorable as the great victory which had been won. For Sherman’s heart was full. His innermost thoughts found their way to the paper before him. He wrote:
In so magnificent a result I stop not to count who did it; it is done, and the day of our nation’s birth baptized anew in a victory won by the united Navy and Army of our country. God grant that the harmony and mutual respect that exists between our respective commanders and is shared by all true men of the joint service may continue forever and serve to elevate our national character.