Davis's Attitude about the War
Read this quotation by Jefferson Davis, president
of the Confederacy,
There is not one true son of the South who is
not ready to shoulder his musket to bleed, to
die or to conquer in the cause of liberty here.
- Jefferson Davis
speech at Richmond,
June 1, 1861
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What do his words reveal about the South's
attitude at the start of the Civil War? Check all of
the boxes that apply
Southerners were fighting for freedom
Southerners were willing to give their lives for
their cause
Southerners were eager to find a peaceful
path to independence.
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Vocabulary support:
A musket is a type of gun.
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