on March 29 for this last struggle, he bade his wife good-by with more than his daily tenderness, which was always great.
He kissed her again and again at the door, as though their next meeting might never be, or would not be until after much had happened.
walked to the train with him, said, “God bless you all!”
with an unsteady voice, and they moved away to begin the taking of Richmond
“The President,” said Grant
, “is one of the few who have not attempted to extract from me a knowledge of my movements, although he is the only one who has a right to know them.”
Rain fell the next day and dulled the army's spirits, but weather made no change in the quiet general.
rode in through the rain from his cavalry to headquarters, talked with the staff and with Grant
, and departed to his coming battles like a meteor, leaving a trail of fired enthusiasm behind him.