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Portrait of Jefferson Davis............. Portrait of Joseph Hooker.. Portrait of Ambrose E. Burnside.. 100 The Battle of Lookout Mountain.. 107 Portrait of James Longstreet.............. 11 Portrait of U. S. Grant, 1864... Portrait of George G. Meade.... Portrait of Robert E. Lee.... Court House, Spottsylvania, Va.... 133 Battle of Spottsylvania Court House 135 Portrait of Winfield S. Hancock.... 140 Portrait of Geo. B. McClellan...... Portrait of Benjamin F. Butler... Portrait of Philip H. Sheridan .... 144 General Grant in the Field...... 147 Portrait of William T. Sherman... 161 Portrait of W. J. Hardee........... 163 Portrait of J. B. Hood. View of Nashville from the State House....

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CHAPTER I.

U. S. GRANT'S EARLY DAYS.

No military man of modern times has accomplished as much, with so little ostentation, as he of whom this narrative is written. From his earliest history until the present time, his deeds, and not his words, have spoken in "trumpet tones" for him. On the eve of any important movement or action it has been his custom to assemble his trusted aids-ask for and listen to their counsels, and, if good, adopt their plans-never forgetting to give credit if successful, and assuming the blame if failure ensued. He was never guilty of petty oppressions to those holding inferior rank, nor did he ever find it necessary or politic to push himself into notoriety, and yet there is no one living who possesses more fame and celebrity, or has received more marked attention from the world at large.

Ulysses Simpson Grant was born April 27, 1822, at Point Pleasant, Clermont County, Ohio, a small town on the Ohio River, twenty-five miles above Cincinnati. The Grants are of Scotch descent, and the motto of their clan in Aberdeenshire was, "Stand fast, stand firm, stand sure." Grant inherits from many of his ancestors a love for freedom and a determination to fight for its cause. In 1799, his grandfather, a Pennsylvania farmer, joined the great tide of emigration moving to the Northwest Territory.

His great grandfather, Captain Noah Grant, of Windsor, Connecticut, and his brother, Lieutenant Solomon

Grant, were soldiers in the old French war, and were both killed in battle in 1756.

His grandfather, also Noah Grant, of Windsor, hurried from his fields at the first conflict of the Revolution, and appeared as a lieutenant on Lexington Common on the morning of the memorable 19th of April, when the embattled farmers "fired the shot heard round the world.”

His father, Jesse R. Grant, was born in Westmoreland County, Pennsylvania, in 1794. Was apprenticed to the tanner's trade at the early age of eleven years. Removed to Mayville, Kentucky, thence to Point Pleasant, Ohio, where he followed the business of a tanner. In 1869 he was appointed postmaster at Covington, Kentucky, by President Grant, and died in 1874.

General Grant's father married in June, 1821, at Point Pleasant, Ohio, Miss Hannah Simpson. She was the daughter of John Simpson, and was born in Montgomery County, Pennsylvania, but removed with her family in 1818 to Clermont County. Ten months after marriage their first child Ulysses was born.

Like other great men, Grant had an excellent mother -a pious woman, cheerful, unambitious of worldly display, watchful of her children, and "looking well to the ways of her household." Her husband pays her the highest tribute which can be paid to any wife and mother in saying, "Her steadiness, firmness and strength of character have been the stay of the family through life.”

Love of their children has ever been a marked trait in the Grant family.

He was originally christened Hiram Ulysses, his grandfather giving the name of Hiram; his grandmother, who was a great student of history, giving the name of Ulysses, whose character had strongly attracted her admiration.

The member of Congress who appointed Grant to his cadetship at West Point when a boy of seventeen, by accident changed his name, in filling his appointment, to U. S. Grant. Grant repeatedly endeavored to have the mistake corrected at West Point, and at the war department at Washington, but this was one of the few things in which he failed; his applications were never complied with. As if fate foresaw the patriotic duty, the filial love, the transcendant services he was one day to render his country, the government seemed to insist, when adopting him among her military children, on renaming him, and giving to him her own initials, “U. S.,” which he has ever since borne.

As a child, Grant was robust, strong and cool, as he has since shown himself. He was neither a precocious nor a stupid child; he was a well-behaved, dutiful boy. He attended the public school in the village during the winter months; he learned well, but was no prodigy.

He never liked his father's business of tanning. It was disagreeable; and he early determined not to follow it. He wanted an education. He said he would be a farmer, or trade down the river; but a tanner he would not be.

His father, with limited means, did not feel that, in justice to himself and his other children, he could afford the money to send Ulysses to college.

The father of General Grant, in an account of his childhood published in the New York Ledger, gives the following interesting narrative.

"The leading passion of Ulysses, almost from the time he could go alone, was for horses. The first time he ever drove a horse alone, he was about seven and a half years old. I had gone away from home, to Ripley, twelve miles off. I went in the morning, and did not get back

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