writes of him. In later years Grant
said, “I always disliked to hear anybody swear except Rawlins
It was over Grant
's whiskey that many of these oaths were raised; and, though we have heard much about the glasses which he drank, we shall never know the tale of those which he escaped drinking, thanks to his friend.
close to him throughout the war, and after it as long as he lived.
His loss was sorrowful and irreparable.
At the end of the town meeting, Grant
told his brother that he thought he ought to go into the service.
On Thursday he found himself chairman of a meeting to raise volunteers.
After his first few words of embarrassment, he made himself plain enough.
Though an Abolitionist by no means, he says in a letter to his father-in-law at this time, “In all this I can see but the doom of slavery.”
Believing he could better serve his state at Springfield
, he declined