Democratic Sentinel, Volume 16, Number 20, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 June 1892 — A Story of Grant. [ARTICLE]

A Story of Grant.

I once heard, with rove;once and with misty eyes, the Btory of General Grant's return from the last brief Journey he ever took from tho oottage on Mt, MaoGregor. The General had a favorite walking stick without which he never went abroad, even on his drives, and his walking stiok had its own plaoe in the corner of his room; no hand but his own ever put it there or took it thence. Day after day the journey from his chair to that corner before he sot forth, from the corner to the chair after his return and the replacement of the stiok in its own place, grew more difficult to tho General’s nerveless and weary feet. And there came that day, at last, when, on coming in, he glanced toward tho corner, stood for a moment, silently, waveringly, a little quiver on the brave and steadfast lips, and then with a gesture which was a wordless renunoiation of life and all its dear associations, he opened his tremulous hand and let the old Btlok drop from it to the floor at his feet. It was but a few days later that he entered, with a soldier's courage, that shadowy valley of tlje Journey through which David said; "Thy rod, Thy staff, they oomfort me."—Boston Commonwealth.