The Mud Spattered Man on the Mud Spattered Horse

Lee stood erect, as if he had not loss a shread of dignity. Standing six feet tall he had arrived first. He was dressed in the finest confederate uniform that could be found. He wore elaborately embroidered leather boots with a saber attached to his waist.

Grant was late. His nut brown hair and beard were uncombed and unruly. As Grant rode to the surrender he saw a soldier dying on the ground. He dismounted as to go and help this man, but before he could reach him, the soldier expired. As Grant reached the meeting place, it was remarked about him that he was the mud spattered man on the mud spattered horse.