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The record leaves no doubt as to the responsibility for refusal to exchange.
General Grant assumed it, saying in his letter of August 18, 1864: It is hard on our men in Southern prisoe suffered, the grandeur of his soul lifted him above the feelings of hatred and malice.
When Grant lay stricken at Mt. McGregor he was requested to write a criticism of his military career.
He declined for two reasons: First, General Grant is dying.
Second, though he invaded our country with a ruthless, it was with an open hand, and, as far as I know, he abetted neither arson nor pillage, eories and constitutional mandates to carry their main point—the preservation of the Union.
General Grant says of their legislation in his Memoirs: Much of it was no doubt unconstitutional, but it we, now proceeded to amend the Constitution to disfranchise him and his associates, finding, like Grant, nothing in it as it stood against such movement as he led.
It may be that but for the assass
of the country rest in the education of the rising generation.
I use his precise language.
The same just sentiment, though in other language, he expressed to me in a letter the previous year.
Recent military campaigns in which Prussia was a successful party was a topic introduced by him in the conversation referred to. He attributed her military success to her thorough and admirable system of education, which, he said, was both civil and military and compulsory.
General Grant, in his history of his campaigns, says that General Lee's manners were austere and that his soldiers were in awe of him. I consider this statement not correct.
His soldiers had a profound respect, even reverence for him, but they all loved him. Several times at critical periods in battles, when Lee proposed to lead them, they refused to charge unless he retired to their rear.
I saw him in the winter of 1864-‘65, when riding along our breastworks, stop and shake hands with a plain priva