warmly upon their success, directed that they be supplied with two good horses and an outfit of clothing, and sent them around to White House on a steamer to await Sheridan there; but on their arrival they could not restrain their spirit of adventure, and rode out through the enemy's country in the direction of the South Anna River until they met their commander.
Campbell was only nineteen years of age. Sheridan always addressed him as Boy, and the history of his many hair-breadth escapes that year would fill a volume.
Campbell has always remained a scout and is still in the employ of the government in that capacity at Fort Custer; Rowand is now a prominent lawyer in Pittsburg, Pennsylvania.
This day (March 13) possesses a peculiar personal interest for me, for the reason that it is the date borne by two brevet appointments I received-one of colonel and the other of brigadier-general in the regular army --for gallant and meritorious services in the field during the rebellion.
The dismounted cavalry had assaulted as soon as they heard the infantry fire open.
The natty cavalrymen, with their tight-fitting jackets, and short carbines, swarmed through the pine thickets and dense undergrowth, looking as if they had been especially equipped for crawling through knot-holes.
The cavalry commanded by the gallant Merritt made a final dash, went over the earthworks with a hurrah, captured a battery of artillery, and scattered everything in front of them.
Here Custer, Devin, Fitzhugh, and the other cavalry leaders were in their element, and vied with each other in deeds of valor.
Crawford's division had moved off in a northerly direction, marching away from Ayres, and leaving a gap between the two divisions.
Sheridan became exceedingly annoyed at this circumstance, complained that Warren was not giving sufficient personal supervision to the infantry, and sent nearly all his staff-officers to the Fifth Corps to see that the mistakes made were corrected
will be sent out of here to-morrow. ... Instruct the commanders to be orderly and quiet as these prisoners pass, and to make no offensive remarks.
There were present in the room in which the surrender occurred, besides Sheridan, Ord, Merritt, Custer, and the officers of Grant's staff, a number of other officers and one or two citizens, who entered the room at different times during the interview.
Mr. McLean had been charging about in a manner which indicated that the excitement was shaki down upon the manor-house, and began to bargain for the numerous pieces of furniture.
Sheridan paid the proprietor twenty dollars in gold for the table on which General Grant wrote the terms of surrender, for the purpose of presenting it to Mrs. Custer, and handed it over to her dashing husband, who galloped off to camp bearing it upon his shoulder.
Ord paid forty dollars for the table at which Lee sat, and afterward presented it to Mrs. Grant, who modestly declined it, and insisted that Mr
en came the cavalry, with the gallant Merritt at their head, commanding in the absence of Sheridan.
The public were not slow to make recognition of the fame he had won on so many hard-fought fields.
Conspicuous among the division commanders was Custer.
His long golden locks floating in the wind, his low-cut collar, his crimson necktie, and his buckskin breeches, presented a combination which made him look half general and half scout, and gave him a daredevil appearance which singled him out fneral remark and applause.
When within two hundred yards of the President's stand, his spirited horse took the bit in his teeth, and made a dash past the troops, rushing by the reviewing officers like a tornado; but he found more than a match in Custer, and was soon checked, and forced back to his proper position.
When the cavalryman, covered with flowers, afterward rode by the reviewing officials, the people screamed with delight.
After the cavalry came Parke, who might well feel proud of