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Title: Men and things I saw in civil war days
Year: 1914 (1910s)
Authors: Rusling, James Fowler, 1834-1918
Subjects: Generals
Publisher: New York, Cincinnati, The Methodist book concern
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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k of captains, not only of our army, but of the world.I rank him with Napoleon and Frederick and the greatcommanders of history. That was Grants sober opin-ion, long after the war closed; and who was or is a betterjudge? Clearly he was one of Providences picked men, re-quired then and there for the salvation of the Republic.His name was a flag. His opportunity was large. His dutywas great. And he was equal to both. He began life as theson of a poor Irish farmer. He rose to be General of theUnited States Army—the very highest rank in the Regu-lar Army—in the most critical period of American history,a rank attained by Grant and Sherman only. Well, then,I say: • Hurrah, hurrah for Sheridan! Hurrah for Sheridan, horse and man! And when their statues are placed on high, Under the dome of the Union sky, The American soldiers Temple of Fame, let every American boy study his great and heroic career;and may w^e all profit by his manly life and glorious ex-ample !^ * See Appendix, p. 383.
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Gen. U. S. Grant, J 864. Ulysses S. Grant CHAPTER XUlysses S. Grant My last commander, and clearly greatest of them all—one of the greatest soldiers that ever lived (I say it ad-visedly)—was General Grant. I first met him in Janu-ary, 1864, at Nashville, Tenn., after the victory at Chat-tanooga and the relief of Knoxville. He had gone fromChattanooga to Knoxville; and, when he found Burnsidesafe and sound, had ridden with part of his staff in rawwinter weather, with the thermometer at zero, throughCumberland Gap to Lexington, Ky., and there taken therailroad to Louisville; whence he had come down to Nash-ville, then headquarters of the Military Division of theMississippi, which embraced all that region from theAlleghanies to the Rocky Mountains, and from the Lakesto the Gulf of Mexico. I need scarcely add that he arrived in Nashvilleweather-stained and travel-worn. He was then aboutforty years of age, and looked it easily. He had darksandy hair, light blue eyes, a bearded face, an

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