Recollections Of Lincoln -- By: J. O. Cunningham
BSac 65:260 (Oct 1908) p. 636
Recollections Of Lincoln
“His was no lofty mountain-peak of mind,
Thrusting to thin air o’er cloudy bars,
A sea-mark now, now lost in vapors blind;
Broad prairie rather, genial, level-lined,
Fruitful and friendly for all human kind,
Yet also nigh to heaven and loved of loftiest stars,
For many a year and many an age,
While History on her ample page
The virtues shall enroll
Of that paternal soul!”—Richard Henry Stoddard.
No name in American history evokes greater interest and enthusiasm, not only among Americans, but also among the people of all civilized lands, than does that of the name of our first martyred president.
Great events and sad events in our national history transpiring since he ceased to live and act, have failed to dim the public interest in him. More than this, his name has become permanently etched upon the World’s scroll of fame as a benefactor of races and as an exponent of true nobility of character. Notoriety has given to others an evanescent fame which fades with half a generation, hut it is a lofty character and personality alone which wins for one the position occupied by him in history!
The reasons underlying and making possible this condition are not solely due to his public career as President of a mighty nation and the Emancipator of a race from human chatteldom,
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but rather or quite materially to reasons connected with his personality as a man and member of society before his advancement to the presidential chair. This period of his life distinguishes him and his relations to history over the great majority of men who have succeeded in raising themselves above the common herd of humanity.
It was during this period of his life, his unofficial and professional life, that the writer, from political and professional associations, was given opportunities for a somewhat close acquaintance with and study of the man.
On the fourteenth day of February, 1809, there was born to Thomas Lincoln and his wife, Nancy Hanks Lincoln, in their primitive, windowless, cabin home, in what was then Hardin County, Kentucky, the child Abraham: so called for his paternal grandfather, whose tragic death at the hands of a band of marauding Indians a few years prior had helped to paint the “dark and bloody” soil of that State.
It was to no life of luxury and ease that this child of the forest was born! Fortunately for him and for his country, “poor white” parentage did not entail poverty in mental and moral qualities; nor does a low financial condition of pare...
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