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. Lincoln.
EVENING BREAD.
The stilly song of evening‘s blissful rest,
The length‘ning shadows from the fading west,
Creep slowlyio‘er the fields and forests green, .
Till naught is left of nature’s changing sheen.
Dame Luna steals the brightness of the day, ‘
And lowing kine graze on their homeward way.
The wearied toiler from the polished plow
Looks on the sun and wonders how
The fleeting hours have flown so 'soon,
To greet the silv‘ry full orbed moon
That slowly creeps from ’neath the eastern hill
And floods with peace the cotter‘s humble sill.
The busy housewife spreads the evening meal.
The bread is broken with a hungry zeal.
A zest that makes the'fruit of labor sweet,
The well tilled loam, the full grained garnered
wheat, ‘
Are life’s reward for every upturned clod
That yields its increase from the mellowed sod.
The stainless floor, the low thatched roof
Make idle hours, dumb moments stern reproof
For wasted years that bring no lasting gain
To those who toil not, and yet reap in vain;
For harvest, where life’s wine and oil
Are culled from nature’s well tilled soil.
The evening bread is sweet to those who trend
The furrows. where the crowding weeds are dead.
No matted turf to clog the sharpened share
That turns the mold, that quick‘niug earth may
hear
The ripened grain and make our daily bread
A solace for the years when youth has fled.
-—-Junius L. Hempstead in New Orleans Picayune.
SIX FATEFUL GROUPS.
THE STRANGE CHANCES OF MEN AS-
SOCIATED WITH LINCOLN.
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GROUP THE FIRST.
On a sultry July afternoon in 1832
three men sat on the shady side of an
oflicer’s “fly tent” near the banks of Rock
river, Illinois, and a fourth stood near
them. Never, probabiy, in the United
States did four men of such varying
characters meet under such circum-
stances who were destined to such won-
derful careers. Of these men two were
to be presidents of the United States,
one was to. be the head of hostile confed-
eracy, and the fourth was to be a promi-
nent actor in inaugurating the greatest
war of modern times.
One was to lead in a compromise de-
signed to “end the slavery agitation for-
ever,” another was to end slavery itself,
and both were to die in their high ofiice;
the third was .to be the object of a na-
tion’s interest and of millions of prayers
by loyal people, and then drop to com-
parative obscurity and die in the prime
of life; while the fourth, and physically
by far the weakest of all, was to win re-
nown as a soldier and senator of the re-
public, climb almost to the presidency
and then head the Confederacy for four
years, to be a fugitive with a price set
uponlhis head, a prisoner for long, weary
months, and again a free man, to outlive
nearly all his contemporaries and die of
old age and in peace under the aegis of
the nation he had striVen to.disrupt.
These four men were Lieut. Col; Zach-
ary’ Taylor, Lieut. Jefferson Davis and
Lieut. Robert Anderson, all of the United
States army, and Private Abraham Lin-
coln, of Capt. Iles’ company of lllinois
Mounted rangers. Twenty-nine years
passed before Lincoln and Anderson met
again. 'When Maj. Anderson, as he then
was, called at the White House after his
return from Fort Sumter the president
said to him:
“Major, do you remember of ever
meeting me before?” 4 .
“No, Mr. President, I have no recol-
lection of having had that pleasure.”
“My memory is better than yours,”
said Mr. Lincoln. “You mustered me
into the service of the United States in
the Black Hawk war, at Dixon’s Ferry.”
Subsequent examinations of the record
have shown that Lieut. Anderson mus-
tered Lincoln once as captain of the
Sangamon company and once as a pri-
vate in the Rangers. The other parties
met often. Davis was a son-in-law of
General, later President, Taylor, and sec-
retary of war under Preddent Pierce,
and in the Thirtieth congress he served
in the senate, while Lincoln and Alex
Stephens sat in the house. Strzsnge con-
junctions, these, in the lives of such
men.
GROUP THE SECOND.
On a. wintry day in 1841. a group of
lawyers and others: sat in the old fed-
eral court room at Springfield, Ills.,
waiting the arrival of Some witnesses,
exchanging 4 jokes and listening to one
man’s reminiscences of the Black Hawk
The narrator was Capt. Abraham
Among his delighted hearers
were these six' men: John McLean, jus-
tice ‘of the district court of the United
States for that district, and afterward a.
rival of Mr. Lincoln for the nomination
for president; Nathaniel Pope, district
judge and ‘ father of Gen. John Pepe;
John T. Stuart, long an, eminent Whig
congressman; Edward .D. Baker, des-
tined to be the hero and martyr of Ball’s
Blufi; David Davis,‘ whorn‘ President.
Lincoln made justice of the supreme
court, and Lyman Trumbull, long a
rival of Lincoln and later his ardent and f '
able supportétiriconsress- ‘» .
Did any one ‘ of the seven, or ‘of' the
many other shrewd men then at the
Springfield bar, dream 'of the future
greatness of the story telling captain?
Not one! T ‘ p on thigpointis pos-lj
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feated the:
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Prcsi ent Taylor to be commissioner
of the general land office, and was ten-
dered the governorship of Oregon inf.
than
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stead, they apparentlylthought the re-
fusal just. The most hopeful opinion
i expressed by any of them was that if
‘ Mr. Lincoln had accepted the governor-
ship, and Oregon had’become a state
during his term, he might have been one
of its United States senators, as “states-
men of caliber \v-‘sr: satires: out there."
Justin Butter-field, of Chicago. ml.)-
tained the connninri..‘;:l:|rship, and when
his son applied tuPrcsirlcnt Lincoln (l ur-
ing the war for a commission the latter
referred to his failure in 1849, and said,
“I have hardly cverfclt so bad at any
did not accept the governs-351111) of Ore
gon.”
Young Buttcrficld was equal to the oc-
casion and promptly replied, with us
much truth as fitness: "How fortunate
that you declined. You might have
come back as senator, but you would
never have been president.” “Yen are
probably right,” said Mr. Lincoln. "I
have all my life been a'fatalislr. \That
is to be will be, or rather I have found
all my life, as Hamlet says,
There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough hew them how we will.
GROUP THE THIRD.
In June, 1842, a merry party passed
an evening, or rathera night, at a coun-
try hotel in Rochester some miles east
of Springfield. The honored guests were
Martin Van Buren and his secretary of
the navy, James Kirke Paulding, known
to the present generation only as an
author. They were making a tour of
the west, and failing to reach Springfield
a committee was sent from there to en-
tertain them on the ground that “the
accommodations at Rochester were very
poor.” At the head of that committee
counts he made the night a memorable
one to the ex-president. *
To the day of his death, in 1882, Mr.
Van Buren often referred to that night,
saying that the only drawback was that
his “sides were sore from laughing at
Lincoln’s jokes.” Yfizt no man in America
was more surprised than Martin Van
Buren when his entertainer became
president. He declared himself warmly
in favor of supporting the president and
the war for the Union, and his son John.
bore from his father a message of en-
cOuragement to 'the White House. Dur-
ing their interview the president referred
to that night in Rochester as one of the
happiest of his life.
GROUP THE FOURTH.
Early in 1842 three men appeared be-
fore the Whig county convention at
Springfield, asking the vote of that coun-
ty’s delegation for the nomination for
congress—Abraham Lincoln, Edward D.
Baker and John J. Hardin. John '1‘.
Stuart was then in his second term, and
the “rotation principle,” which some men
' think was fatal to-the Whigs, was to be
enforced. Baker got the county’s vote.
and as a practical joke Lincoln was made
a delegate and selected to present the
name of Baker in the congressional con-
vention. He said he felt as he fancied a
young man would “who had been cut
out and was asked to act as groomsman
when the other fellow married his girl.”
Hardin, however, got the nomination.
- Of these four men three died by vio-
lence. Stuart represented the district
from 1839 to 1843; Hardin succeeded
him; Baker followed in 1844 and Lin-
coln in 1846.; ‘Hardin fell at Buena
Vista, Baker at Ball’s Blufi and 'Lin-
\ colnwas assassinated. Stuart Survived
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GROUP THE FIFTH.
In a humorous and oft quoted passage
failure in my 1253. and Woo often sorry I -
was Abraham Lincoln, and by all 110-.
distinguished for wit and eloquence,
during his famous debate of 1858 with
Stephen A. Douglas, Mr. Lincoln re-
ferred to the passage of the Kansas-
Nebraska act, the proceedings under it
by Presidents Frankhn Pierce and James
Buchanan and the Dred Scott decision
by Chief. Justice Roger B. Taney, as
resembling the different timbers of a
house frame. “We do not,” said he,
“have positive evidence that all these
things were done in pursuance of a
scheme devised beforehand, but if we
find a lot of timbers cut and mortised,
the work done at different times by
Stephen and Franklin and James and
Roger, and find that these timbers fit
exactly so as to make a frame, . we con-
clude that Stephen, Franklin, Roger and
James had a previous understanding.”
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Not quite three years passed, and there
was a group at the east front of the
Capitol at Washington of which, says
: Dr. Holland, the strangely dramatic
features must have struck Mr. Lincoln
himself. “The ‘Stcphcn’ of his speech,
whom he had defeated for the presidency,
stood there holding Mr. Lincoln’s hat;
‘James’ was there yielding office to him;
‘Franklin’ had passed into retirement,
and ‘Roger’ had just administered to the
new president the oath of office.” It
was one of those rare and apparently
accidental combinations which might
almost justify Mr. Lincoln in being a
fatalist.
GROUP SIXTH AND LAST.
At 10:30 p. m. of April 14, 1865, four per-
sons sat and a fifth stood in a private
box at Ford’s theatre, in Washington. It
would be hard to find in this world a
group of five persons as to whom mankind
generally would so unanimously have
declared, “Happiness is theirs—fortune
has, indeed, filled their cup—what can
they lack?” He who stood was young,
full of life and health, handsome as
Apollo, loved by many, a popular actor,
and brother of that Edwin Booth who
has delighted millions by his marvelous
transformations of himself into Hamlet,
Brutus and Macbeth, Pescara, Sir Giles
Overreach and Don Caesar de Bazan. Of
all the youths in Washington he would
seem least likely to rush by bloody
means to the risk of a horrible death.
The president was the head of a victo-
rious nation and the beloved of millions.
Beside him sat his wife, with whom that
very afternoon hehad agreed upon their
future life—a return to Springfield when
his official career had ended, and to a
peaceful domestic life and serene old
age. Beside her sat a lovely maiden.
daughter of Senator Harris, of New
York, and near them the maiden’s afii-
anced lover, Maj. Rathbone. Surely
these two were blessed with youth,
health, love and the personal friendship
of the great. How little could the dir-
est prophet of evil have dreamed of the
horrors impending over this group!
Every one of the five was destined to a
fate so dreadful that imagination cannot
heighten the reality, and it can only be
said that he who went first was most fa-
vored, and she who lingered longest suf—
ered meet.
There was a flash, a sharp report, and
the great emancipator fell forward with
a death wound, to die the next morning.
The assassin lived a few days, a hunted
fugitive, to receive his death shot in a
burning barn, and die after hours of
agony with the full consciouSness that.
he was execrated alike by Federal and
Confederate. The stricken wife never
recovered, but lingered on through years
of slowly increasing madness, to die a
complete mental wreck—her fate, per-
haps, the most miserable of all. On the
young lovers, too, the blight seemed to
fall. 'Maj. Rathbone lost his mind, mur-
dered his beautiful wife and died a rav-
ing maniac. Truly Lincoln’s life ended
in a tragedy which might well have
justified his oft repeated statement, “I
confess myselfsomethjng of a fatalist.”
Nor did the fatality end with his
death. . These -,were times to wreck
nerves of steel, and an unusually large
number of those neareSt to theamartyred
president, and of those'who‘tirought‘the
banded assassins to justice, snfiered‘fr’om
the reaction that came. with peace.
There Were physical, breakdOwns of men
in the prime of life and sm'cides 'appare
‘iently without cause. And last Of all
'? Boston'Corbett, Who had entered much
in Andersonville, and who gave John
Wilkes Booth this .déathuhot. after a
career ofcthe' wildest wcentrlcity‘i's now
an inmate of the KansasAglnm for the
Insane. J. . BRADLE.
I
MARY TODD LINCOLN.
Something About the Wife of the Mar-
tyred President.
0n the 4th of November, 1842, Abrae
ham Lincoln and Miss Mary Todd were
united in marriage by the Rev. Charles
Dresser in the house Of Hon. Ninian W.
Edwards, at Springfield, the bride being
a sister of Mrs. Edwards. They were
daughters of Hon. Robert S. Todd, of
Kentucky, and the family was one of the
oldest and most honored in that com-
monwealth. Col. John Todd, the great-
uncle of Mrs. Lincoln, marched from
Virginia with Gen. George Rogers Clarke
to the. capture of Kaskaskia and Vin-
cennes. In December, 1778, he was ap-
pointed by Governor Patrick Henry, of
Virginia, governor of “Illinois county”
. ——that great state, then in embryo, being
part of Virginia’s territory. He had
been one of the first permanent settlers
in Kentucky, and while encamped on
the site of their destined town they heard
of the opening of the American revolu-
tion and patriotically named their town
Lexington. He was killed at the battle
of Blue Licks in 17 82, his brother Levi,
Mrs. Lincoln’s grandfather, being an
active participant and one of the few
white survivors of that fatal day.
For some time after their marriage
the Lincolns boarded at The Globe, in
Springfield, then kept by a widow, Mrs.
Beck, and there their first child was
born, now known as the Hon. Robert T.
Lincoln, secretary of war to Presidents
Garfield and Arthur, whose strange, sad
experience it has been to stand by the
deathbed of two assassinated presidents.
Of the other two sons of Lincoln, little
Willie died in the White House in 1862,
and Thomas, affectionately called Tad
by his father, died in Chicago in 1871 at
the age of 18. Mrs. Lincoln died at the
home of her sister, Mrs. Edwards, July
16, 1882. Three days later her remains
were laid beside those of her husband,
Governor S. M. Cullom, Gen. John A.
McClernand and other prominent citi-
zens acting as pallbearers. The follow-
ing from the funeral sermon of Rev. J.
A. Reed, pastor of the church in which
Mrs. Lincoln first avowed her religious
MRS. LINCOLN.
faith, fully and beautifully expresses the
judgment of the best minds on the later
events of her life:
“A while ago I remember seeing,
while rambling in the Allegheny mount-
ains, two pines which appeared to have
grown together from the same roots.
The taller and stronger one had died,
and I observed that the weaker and
shorter was also dying. Growing and
struggling together, one could not live
without the other. Years ago Abraham
Lincoln placed upon the finger of Mary
Todd a ring bearing . the inscription:
‘A. L. to Mary. Love is eternal.’ Side
by side they walked until the demon of
tragedy separated them. When the na-
tion was so shocked over that sad and
dire event, how much more she must
have been shocked who had years before
come to be a part of his life. . It cannot
be any disrespect to her memory to say
that when Lincoln died she died; at
least it may be said that she was a dy-
ing woman during all the years that
have come and gone since the assassin’s
bullet sped its way and sent her hus-
band frOm earth to heaven.”
She was sorely tried during the civil
war, for it was no secret that she grieved
for the'sufl‘ferings of her relatives in the
south, and respect for her husband did
not always restrain critical tongues and
pens. She sat beside her husband when
he received the fatal shot, and her mind
never recovered from the shock.
No further seek her merits to disclose,
Or dmw her frailties from their dread abode;
There they alike in trembling hope repose,
The bosom of her Father and her God.
A Recent and Beautiful Tribute.
He lived for others more than himself,
for freedom and the equal rights of men.
He was great in his humility. Possess-
ing sovereign power, he never wielded it
with tyranny, but Mercy, waiting beside
Justice, was ever ready at his call. The
shining example of his life is like a bea-
con light,-seen through the mist arising
from the tempestuous waves of strife, a
‘ light shining from the rock of steadfast
loyalty.
The martyrdom of his life was greater
than the martyrdom of his death. On
the altar of duty he made a daily sacri-
fice of self. Immortality was granted
what has made America immortal.—
Ernest W. McLean in America.
A Half Forgotten Episode.
It is a curious fact that there was a
time in 1841 when several of Mr. Lin-
coln’s intimates thought him slightly in-
sane. . Many fanciful reasons were as-
signed—the young said “disappointment
in love,” the doctors said “malaria,”
and a plain spoken political opponent
summed it up as “natural cussedness
and liver complaint.” And' he was very
near right. Mr. Lincoln’s awkwardness
in social matters had led him into some
serious : mistakes, and the consequent
trouble pressed heavily on him at a time
when the malaria of a new country was
t affecting him most.
——
We cannot escape history. .. We of this
congrefi and administration will be re-
membered in spite of ourselves. No per-'-
sonal insignificance can spare one 'or an:
other of us. The fiery trial through
which we pass will light us down in
honor or dishonor to the latest genera-
tion—A. Lincoln.
him because he believed in and lived for
MORE THAN HALF RIGHT.
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When the crowd was thick on recep-
tion days, and each shoving along the
one in front of him, an occasional
enthusiast would compose in his mind
alittle speech to Mr. Lincoln, and in
most cases he was ten feet away before
he got through with it.
mirer from Indiana began thus:
“Mr. President, out our way we be-
lieve in God and Abraham Lincoln,
anc ”——
Waving his hand to the speaker as the
latter disappeared in the distance, and
raising his voice, Mr. Lincoln responded:
“They’re more than half right, my
friend—more than half right.” '
LINCOLN EPIGRAMS.
With malice toward none, with chari-
ty for all.
I intend no’ modification of my oft ex-
pressed wish that all men everywhere
might be free.
If any personal description of me is
thought desirable it may be said I am in
height 6 feet 4 inches, nearly: lean in flesh,
weighing on an average 180 pounds; dark
complexion, with coarse, black hair and
gray eyes. No other marks or brands
recollected.
Towering genius disdains a. beaten
path. It thirsts and burns for distinc-
'tion, and will seek it by emancipating
slaves or in regions hitherto unexplored.
(Spoken in 1837.)
My heart bled at seeing that family
separated and sold. My God! if I ever
a get a chance to hit that institution I’ll
hit it hard, John. [John Hanks,
panion to New Orleans]
I set out in this campaign (1858) with
the intention of conducting it strictly as
a gentleman, in substance, at least, if
not in outside polish. The latter I shall
never be, but that which constitutes the
inside of a gentleman I- hope I under-
stand, and I am not less inclined to prac-
tice than another.
Shall we fear an attack from across
the Atlantic? Never! All the armies of
Europe, Asia and Africa combined, with
all the treasures of earth in their mili-
tary chest, with a Bonaparte for a com-
mander, could not by force take a drink
from the Ohio or make a track on the
Blue Ridge in a thousand years. (From
a speech delivered in 1837.)
Let reverence for the law be breathed
by every American mother to the lisping
babe upon her lap. Let it be taught in
schools, in seminaries and in colleges.
Let it be written in primers, spelling
books and almanacs. Let it be preached
from the pulpit—in short, let it become
the political religion of the nation.
Let every one play the part he can
play best in this campaign (1848). Some
can speak, some sing, and all can halloo.
The law never sanctions cheating, and
a lawyer must be very smart, indeed,
who can twist it so that it will seem to
do so. ‘
The “sacred right of self government”
has been so perverted in the “squatter
sovereignty" plea as to amount to just
this: That if any one man chooses to
enslave another, no third man shall be
allowed to object.
Let us have faith that right makes
might, and in that faith let us to the end
dare to do our duty as we understand it.
The mystic chords of memory. stretch-
ing from every battlefield and patriot
grave to every living heart and hearth-
stone all over this broad land, will yet
swell the chorus of the Union, when
again touched, as surely they will be,
by the better angels of our nature.
Mary, we have had a hard time of it
his com-
since we came to Washington, but the ,
war is over with God’s blessing, and we
may hope for four years of peace and
happiness; we will then go back to
Springfield and pass the rest of our lives
in quiet. (This was said but five hours
before the assassination.)
Abraham Lincoln’s Cousin.
John Hanks, cousin of Abraham Lin-
' coln’s mother, and one of' the earliest
and best of Lincoln’s friends, died on
July 1, 1889, at his farm near Decatur,
]lls., aged 88 years. He was Lincoln’s
partner in making the famous rails in
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flatboat to New Orleans in 1831. He
served in the Black Hawk war, was four
years in California as a gold seeker, and ’
”at the age of 59 volunteered in Company
A of the Twenty¢first Illinois, Grant's
regiment, .in which he served two year!
as wagon master.
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