brighter than the gold medal voted by Congress is the memory of that brier-wood cigar-case given him by a poor soldier who made it with his pocket-knife.
Now he sat in the centre of his nation's bright day. Donelson
, melted together in his fame.
Thanksgiving spread from his deed in widening circles.
His message to the government, the pith of modesty, “I believe I am not premature in announcing a complete victory over Bragg
,” is enough and better than if it had been more.
answered, “God bless you all!”
And what did Sherman
with his men do now?
Having “with-out a moment's rest after a march of over four hundred miles, without sleep for three successive nights,” crossed the Tennessee
and fought their share of Chattanooga
and pursued the enemy out of Tennessee
, they “turned more than a hundred and twenty miles north, and ”