Showing posts with label William Tecumseh Sherman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label William Tecumseh Sherman. Show all posts

Tuesday, 7 February 2012

Prince of Bulgaria






There had even been a move at one stage (this is gospel, though you mayn't credit it) to invite my old comrade William Tecumseh Sherman, the Yankee general, to become Prince of Bulgaria, but nothing came of it. Pity; he was the kind of savage who'd have suited the Bulgars like nuts in May.

Flashman and the Tiger, p.43, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.


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Monday, 25 October 2010

Competent savages and buffoons



Little Phil, grinning all over and still looking as though he’d fallen in the river and let his uniform dry on him, led me off to talk to Sherman, whom I’d know as a competent savage, and the buffoon Pope, whose career had consisted of losing battles and claiming he’d won.


Flashman and the Redskins, p.214, Pan Books edition, 1983.



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