ossibility
of other Confederate armies surrendering and the speedy ending of
the war, but Lee, though expressing himself satisfied further effort
was vain, would take no responsibility, even to advising other
armies to surrender, without consulting Jefferson Davis.(30) Grant
left for Washington at noon.

General Lee retired to his home at Richmond.

The Union Army counter-marched to Burkeville. While there the
death of Abraham Lincoln was announced to it. The army loved him,
and his assassination excited the bitterest feeling. A memorial
meeting was held at my headquarters at Burkeville, and like meetings
were held in some other commands, at which speeches were made by
officers.

The casualties in the Union Army in all the operations from March
29 to April 9, 1865 (Dinwiddie Court-House to Appomattox inclusive)
were, in killed and wounded:(31)

Army of the Potomac . . . . . . 6,609
Army of the James . . . . . . . 1,289
Cavalry (Sheridan) . . . . . . 1,168
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Grand total . . . . . . . . . 9,066

The killed and wounded in the Sixth Corps were 1500, and in my
brigade 379 (above one fourth in the corps), and in the campaign,
including March 25th at Petersburg, 480.

The brigade in the campaign, besides taking sixteen pieces of
artillery and many prisoners in battle, captured six battle-flags,
including General Heth's division headquarters flag.(32)

Sheridan with the cavalry and Wright with the Sixth Corps were
ordered from Burkeville to North Carolina, to co-operate with
Sherman against J. E. Johnston's army. The Sixth left Burkeville
the 23d of April, 1865, and arrived, _via_ Halifax Court-House, at
Danville, a hundred miles or more distant, on the 27th, where, on
learning that Johnston had capitulated, it was halted.

I obtained leave to continue south without my command (with two
staff officers and a few orderlies), to visit old friends in
Sherman's army with whom I had served in the West in 1861 and 1862.
I travelled through bodies of paroled Confederates for fifty miles,
to Greensboro, North Carolina, and there came into the lines of
the Twenty-Third Corps, commanded by my old and distinguished
friend, General J. D. Cox. After a few days' sojourn as his guest,
and having seen the surrendered army of Joe Johnston, I returned
to Danville and my proper command, feeling the war was about over.

The Army of the Potomac marched to Washington, and there (Six