...recall with melancholy interest the little trifling details of this my last meeting and last greeting with Hardeman Stuart. I was riding, about noon, to the front of Longstreet's line in search of General Stuart . Under a tree, immediately in rear of his front line, General Longstreet had just dismounted, and was taking off a brown linen overall, the face of the old war horse composed, good-natured, but fu...