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Lincoln, the unknown

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194 • LINCOLN THE UNKNOWNnight while towering flames were roaring up into <strong>the</strong> darkness.They were no sooner out of town than Grant was in hot pursuitwith seventy-two thousand men, banging away at <strong>the</strong> Confederatesfrom both sides and <strong>the</strong> rear, while Sheridan's cavalrywas heading <strong>the</strong>m off in front, tearing up railway lines, andcapturing supply-trains.Sheridan telegraphed to headquarters, "I think if this thingis pushed, Lee will surrender."<strong>Lincoln</strong> wired back, "Let <strong>the</strong> thing be pushed."It was; and, after a running fight of eighty miles, Grantfinally hemmed <strong>the</strong> Sou<strong>the</strong>rn troops in on all sides. They weretrapped, and Lee realized that fur<strong>the</strong>r bloodshed would befutile.In <strong>the</strong> meantime Grant, half blind with a violent sick headache,had fallen behind his army and halted at a farmhouse onSaturday evening."I spent <strong>the</strong> night," he records in his Memoirs, "in bathingmy feet in hot water and mustard, and putting mustard plasterson my wrists and <strong>the</strong> back part of my neck, hoping to be curedby morning."The next morning, he was cured instantaneously.And <strong>the</strong>thing that did it was not a mustard plaster, but a horseman gallopingdown <strong>the</strong> road with a letter from Lee, saying he wantedto surrender."When <strong>the</strong> officer [bearing <strong>the</strong> message] reached me," Grantwrote, "I was still suffering with <strong>the</strong> sick-headache, but <strong>the</strong>instant I saw <strong>the</strong> contents of <strong>the</strong> note, I was cured."The two generals met that afternoon in a small bare parlorof a brick dwelling to arrange terms. Grant as usual wasslouchily dressed: his shoes were grimy, he had no sword, andhe wore <strong>the</strong> same uniform that every private in <strong>the</strong> army woreexcept that his had three silver stars on <strong>the</strong> shoulder to showwho he was.What a contrast he made to <strong>the</strong> aristocratic Lee, wearingbeaded gauntlets and a sword studded with jewels! Lee lookedlike some royal conqueror who had just stepped out of a steelengraving, while Grant looked more like a Missouri farmerwho had come to town to sell a load of hogs and a few hides.For once Grant felt ashamed of his frowzy appearance, and heapologized to Lee for not being better dressed for <strong>the</strong> occasion.Twenty years before, Grant and Lee had both been officers

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