The General was particularly bitter on the morning the President was expected. His indignation at last broke forth in impassioned words to his sympathetic listener. The tragic consequence of the impression made in that talk neither man could dream at the moment. Pacing the floor with the tread of a caged lion McClellan suddenly paused and his fine blue eyes flashed. "I tell you, Vaughan, the wretches have done their worst. They can't do much more----" He stopped suddenly and drew from his pocket the copy of a dispatch he had sent to the war office. He read it carefully and looked up with flashing eyes: "I'll face the President with this dispatch to Stanton in my hands, too. They would have removed me from my command for sending it--if they had dared!" He slowly repeated its closing words: "I know that a few thousand more men would have changed this battle from a defeat to a victory. As it is, the Government must not and cannot hold me responsible for the result. I feel too earnestly to-night. I have seen too many dead and wounded comrades to feel otherwise than that the Government has not sustained this army. If you do not do so now, the game is lost. If I save this army now, I tell you plainly that I owe no thanks to you, or to any other person in Washington. You have done your best to sacrifice this army----" He paused and his square jaws came together firmly. "And if that be treason, they can make the most of it!" "I am curious to know how he meets you to-day," John said with a smile. An orderly announced the arrival of the President and the Commanding General promptly boarded his steamer. In ten minutes the two men were facing each other in the stateroom assigned the Chief Magistrate. Lincoln's tall, rugged figure met the compact General with the easy generous attitude of a father ready to have it out with a wayward boy. His smile was friendly and the grip of his big hand cordial. "I am satisfied, sir, that you, your officers and men have done the best you could. All accounts say that better fighting was never done. Ten thousand thanks, in the name of the people for it." The words were generous, but the commander put in a suggestion for more. "Never, Mr. President," he said emphatically, "did such a change of base, involving a retrogressive movement under incessant attacks from a vastly more numerous foe partake of so little disaster. When all is known you will see that the movement just completed by this army is unparalleled in the annals of war. We have preserved our trains, our guns, our material, and, above all, our honor." "Rest assured, General," the quiet voice responded, "the heroism and skill of yourself, officers and men, is and forever will be appreciated."