The story of our nation, from the earliest discoveries to the present time ..together with a graphic account of Porto Rico, Cuba, Hawaii and the Philippine islands .. . Forks, Va., April 1. ThenApril 9, Lee surrendered toGrant at Appomattox, and thegreat war was ended, Marionalmost shouted. GeneralGrant treated the beaten armywith great liberality. Theywere fed, and, after layingdown their arms, were permit-ted to return to their released all of the horses general Robert e. lee. which were identified as private property by the Confederate soldiers. I found a good story of this time
The story of our nation, from the earliest discoveries to the present time ..together with a graphic account of Porto Rico, Cuba, Hawaii and the Philippine islands .. . Forks, Va., April 1. ThenApril 9, Lee surrendered toGrant at Appomattox, and thegreat war was ended, Marionalmost shouted. GeneralGrant treated the beaten armywith great liberality. Theywere fed, and, after layingdown their arms, were permit-ted to return to their released all of the horses general Robert e. lee. which were identified as private property by the Confederate soldiers. I found a good story of this time, said Phinney eagerly. Justafter the surrender a National officer asked a Confederate officer of equalrank if he had any money. Receiving a negative reply he placed a roll of bills in his hand, saying : I live in . Take this, and if you ever feel able, you may send it to me. The generous act of one stranger toanother was never forgotten, and every dollar was paid. Bells were rung throughout the North, patriotic speeches weremade, and houses illuminated. It was a bright day of rejoicing afterthe long, black night of war. But, ere the soothing wings of peace were. 266 THE GREAT CIVIL WAR. folded over the nation, a dense clond rested upon the White House, andLincoln fell by an assassins hand. His life had been threatened inanonymous letters, and he had been warned of assassination, but in hisgreat, warm heart and noble life there was no room for selfish all have heard the story of that dark 14th of April, but I canremember it distinctly. What—you, Mamma? Nettie asked in surprise. Yes, I was a young girl then, and heard the news on my wayhome from school. I hastened home to tell it to father, and the familywere just sitting down to dinner. I shall never forget their looks ofhorror and despair. As for me I forgot dinner, and rushed away to adark corner in the old barn, and cried, and cried,—why, young people, Ithought that the end of the United States of America ha
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