Even Mr. Ropes
, in his championing of Buell
the soldier, omits Buell
the man. Now Buell
, sulking over his wrongs, declined, when invited, to come back and take a command again.
He found his dignity more important to him than the Union
, meeting singular injustice after winning Donelson
, has such words as these to say : “If my course is not satisfactory, remove me at once.
I do not wish to impede in any way the success of our arms.”
Good authority rates Buell
a more military soldier than Grant
, and very likely he was. But Buell
thought of himself and forgot his country, while Grant
thought of his country and forgot himself.
Out of this very contrast a bright light falls, and we begin to see Grant
Writing intemperately, his friends explain him as a sort of Napoleon
; his enemies, as a dull blunderer, accidentally reaping the glory which other people sowed.
These extremes meet in error.
We have not