slaughter. Northern cavalry got ahead of Lee,
tearing up the railway lines he had hoped to use and
blocking possible mountain passes; and his supply trains
were being cut off. After a long running fight
and one last fierce battle on April 6, at a place
called Sailor’s Creek, Lee found himself on April
9 at Appomattox Court House, some seventy miles west
of Petersburg, surrounded beyond hope of escape.
On that day he and Grant with their staffs met in
a neighbouring farmhouse. Those present recalled
afterwards the contrast of the stately Lee and the
plain, ill-dressed Grant arriving mud-splashed in
his haste. Lee greeted Meade as an old acquaintance
and remarked how grey he had grown with years.
Meade gracefully replied that Lee and not age was
responsible for that. Grant had started “quite
jubilant” on the news that Lee was ready to
surrender, but in presence of “the downfall of
a foe who had fought so long and valiantly”
he fell into sadness. Pleasant “talk of
old army times” followed, and he had almost
forgotten, as he declares, the business in hand, when
Lee asked him on what terms he would accept surrender.
Grant sat down and wrote, not knowing when he began
what he should go on to write. As he wrote he
thought of the handsome sword Lee carried. Instantly
he added to his terms permission for every Southern
officer to keep his sword and his horse. Lee
read the paper and when he came to that point was
visibly moved. He gauged his man, and he ventured
to ask something more. He thought, he said, Grant
might not know that the Confederate cavalry troopers
owned their own horses. Grant said they would
be badly wanted on the farms and added a further concession
accordingly. “This will have the best possible
effect on the men,” said Lee. “It
will do much towards conciliating our people.”
Grant included also in his written terms words of
general pardon to Confederate officers for their treason.
This was an inadvertent breach, perhaps, of Lincoln’s
orders, but it was one which met with no objection.
Lee retired into civil life and devoted himself thereafter
to his neighbours’ service as head of a college
in Virginia—much respected, very free with
alms to old soldiers and not much caring whether they
had fought for the South or for the North. Grant
did not wait to set foot in the capital which he had
conquered, but, the main business being over, posted
off with all haste to see his son settled in at school.
Lincoln remained at City Point till April 8, when he started back by steamer. Those who were with him on the two days’ voyage told afterwards of the happy talk, as of a quiet family party rejoicing in the return of peace. Somebody said that Jefferson Davis really ought to be hanged. The reply came in the quotation that he might almost have expected, “Judge not, that ye be not judged.” On the second day, Sunday, the President read to them parts of “Macbeth.” Sumner, who was one of them, recalled that he read twice over the lines,