The Rock Island Argus and daily union. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1920-1923, 1920-05-18
Bv JAMES MOi.GAr

He kept going ahead on the princi.
pie that the sooner the terrible
business was finished the less
bloodshed there would be.
The price of victory in war al.
ways is paid in the blood Of BOYS.
Grant knew that the north had
more boys than the south, and he
simply outbid the enemy in the
currency Of blood.
A shudder of horror ran through
the nation at the frightful bills he
sent back from Shiloh, vickshurg
and the Wilderness. He was called
a butcher. His rusty privates
blouse, his careless SLOUGH and his
, sluggish carriage lent him an air
OF roughness at first glance. And
the grim. changeless expression Of
! his face. as cigar in mouth, he ST.
lently looked on at slaughter, gave
an impression of indifference. Yet
he quit the shelter Of his head
quarters at Shiloh and slept in the
mud and rain to get out Of the
sight and sound Of the wounded
and dying.
Il would scorn being my own de-
fender" Grant wrote to friend,
when the uproar was loudest in the
press and in congress. He scorn-
ed the role all the rest of his life,
never stopping to excuse or explain
or boast. General Grant" said
Lincoln. lis a copious worker and
| fighter. but a very meager writer.
Those of his staff who once found
him flung face downward on his
camp bed in speeches. agony knew
that this man behind his Mont Of
| iron was not tough tibred after all.
! There was a feminine tlneness In
his relations with Sherman and
Sheridan, who formed with MIN
the trinity of success in the war
Never q shadow Of jealousy or dis
trust fell between them.
Such greatness as Grant had lay
not so much in his intellect as IN
his nature; not so much IN MS
thoughts as in his instincts. After
sternly demanding the uncondlllon..
| al surrender of Fort Donelson, ana
latter its $4,000 troops had lad
! down their arms at his feet ne
left the officers of his own army,
the confederate commander OF the
fort tells US, land followed me-
with that modest manner peculiar
to himself. into the shadow, and
there rendered me his purse 49,
He was afraid the light would VII,
ness that act Of generosity ana
sought to hide it from the world.
The two foemen had been class
mates at West Point. and only eiehl
wears had passed since the VICTOR
had been rescued from want IN New
York by this vanquished genera
in gray, Simon Bolivar Buckner,
} No conqueror was ever nisnel
: souled than Grant al AppomatfoA'
Sad and depressed, as he tells as'
at the downfall OF a valiant foe, ne
met Lee as if tha} foeman IN wal
were a neighhor IN lTolpIe-
These we're as simple as they
! were unprecedented. The soldiers
of the south were hungry; they
should be fed. They we're gong
: home and would need their horses
. for the spring blowing; they snonl'
take them. Lees hand moved W,
| ward his sword for the purpose Y.
t surrender. Without a word Gran,
t stopped him by silent wave .,
, the hand. The guns outside oesal
to roar over the victory Inc VIC
, tor silenced them, as he mad husn'
, ed the cheers over the conieaei,
ates at Vicksburg The great Na wa.
: was won, but the noble conque.ou'
t turned away from Richmond WIN
out entering the fallen capital
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