The soldiers did go away and their towns were torn down; and in the Moon of Falling Leaves (November), they made a treaty with Red Cloud that said our country would be ours as long as grass should grow and water flow.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The Spanish troops returned and we could yet discover the grass beaten down in the direction which they went.
We knew shortly after the war that our troops were becoming ill.
For goodness' sakes, back in 2006, when we were about to lose the battle in Iraq, thank goodness our patriots fought in the Anbar province and Fallujah and turned that thing around.
They came down on us because we had a grass-roots, real people's revolution, complete with the programs, complete with the unity, complete with the working coalitions, where we crossed racial lines.
We convinced him quickly that the possibility of war was absolutely nil and continued our festivity. On the next day we were ordered to take the field.
We have been travelling through a cloud. The sky has been dark ever since the war began.
We remained at our encampment of this day until the morning of the 7th, when we descended ten miles lower down and encamped on a spot of ground where several thousand Indians had wintered during the past season.
I could have ended the war in a month. I could have made North Vietnam look like a mud puddle.
In Vietnam, we took a hill and defeated the enemy; then we retreated and let the enemy take over.
Never in the history of the United States have we cut back on troops when we've been at war.