long and valiantly, and had suffered so much for a cause, though that cause was, I believe, one of the worst for which a people ever fought, and one for which there was the least excuse.”
But, inside the house, what had gone on between the two chiefs?
The witnesses watched and moved always with the hush of a sick-room.
And after the first greeting, when they sat down, it became Grant
who shrank from the point.
He talked to Lee
and old times, and how good peace was going to be now; and twice Lee
had to remind him of the business they had to do. Then Grant
wrote, as always, simple and clear words.
In the middle, his eye fell upon Lee
's beautiful sword; and the chivalric act which it prompted has knighted his own spirit forever.
“The surrender,” he instantly wrote, “would not embrace the side-arms of the officers, nor their private horses or baggage.”
's eyes reached that sentence,