Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1886-07-15
The Great Soldier.

Sometimes truth by beng bluntly
stated is rendered more effective than
if it were gracefully expressed. Gen.
cral Grant, in his book, tells many
truths. The following from the second
volume of the Memoirs, is truth
worthy not only of great general bu:
of great statesman:
There was no time during the re
belliou when did not think, and often
say, that the south was more to be ben
Gifted by it's defeat than the north. Tht
latter had the people, the institutions
and the territoris to make great and
prosperous nation. The former was
burdened with an institution. abhor-
rent to all civilized people, not brought
up under it, and one which degraded
labor, kept it in Ignorance and ener-
waited the governing class. With the
outside world at war with this institu-
ton, they could not have extended
their territory. The labor of the coun.
try was not skilled nor allowed to be-
come so. The whites could not toll
without becoming degraded, and those
who did were denominated "poor
white trash" The system of labor
would soon have exhausted, the soil
and left the people poor. The non
Shareholders would have left the coun-
try and the small STAKEHOLDER must
have outnumbered the masters, and,
not being in sympathy with them,
would have risen in their might and
exterminated them. The war was ex-
pensive to the south as we'll as to the
north, both IN blood and treasure, but
it was worth all it cost"
All thinking men realize the truth of
this statement, and no man more than
he who was reared in the south. The
time has come when we can all, with
out passion, look back upon the great
issue.
When General Grant was in Little
Rock, in 1879, he was greeted by such
a concourse of people that the ceaseless
hand shaking began to tell upon the
of his room in the hotel and undertooB
the merciless task of shaking hands
with every colored gentleman in the
county. Colonel Zeb Ward. at that
time lessee of the Arkansaw penten
tiary, noticing the generals fatigue
approached him and said:
General, we are about of size,
about the same age, and if do say il
myself, somewhat resemble each other
Now suppose | stand here and shake
hands awhile?'
The general gratefully accepted tn,
proposition. Colonel Ward began tc
shake hands with grip that made tn,
negroes vince.
Il has allus hearn," said one of then
as he passed out, dat Gen'l Grant WI;
one O. de straungest men in de kentry
and now l knows it, sho"
After awhile an old negro came
along. He had been crowding his way
in great expectancy, to see the general
Just as he extended his hand he looke'
into Colonel Wards face. Quickl
withdrawing his hand. and while al
expression of disgust settled upon hi
face, he stepped back, shook his hea'
and said:
"Uh, huh, KANT ketch me. Dis hea
\ amt Gen'l Grant. Dis heah is Ze
Ward what owns the pcnnytenchy.
worked fur dis man too laung not te
know who he is. He's had me whur
ped too many times fnr me ter furg
him. Knowd he wuz err bad man bu
didn't know dat he wuz mean emu
ter como roun' heah er passin' hisse
off fur Genl Grant, jes ter eat turkc
an drink fine Ticker. Come on Sandy,
addressing and acquaintance, "les g
erway frum heah an 60 down in d
bottoms. Use 'gusted wid dis hea
whole perseedin'. Doan teck holt I
dat white mans hans, tells yer. A
right, eff yer wants ter rush inter q
jaws O de pennytenchy, go erhead."-
Arkansaw Traveter.