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agency, in her judgment, could bring him. He was much depressed. At first he almost contemplated suicide. In the deepest of his depression he said one day he had done nothing to make any human being remember that he had lived; and that to connect his name with the events transpiring in his day and generation, and so impress himself upon them as to link his name with something that would redound to the interest of his fellow-men, was what he desired to live for. Letter, J. F. Speed, February 9, 1866, Ms. The congenial associations at the Speed farm, At the time of Lincoln's visit at the Speed mansion, James Speed, a brother of Joshua, and afterward Attorney-General in Lincoln's Cabinet, was practicing law in Louisville. Lincoln came into his office daily. He read my books, related Mr. Speed in after years; talked with me about his life, his reading, his studies, his aspirations. Mr. Speed discredits the thought that Lincoln was insane at the time, although he understood he wa
hicago to try a suit in the United States Court — his wife and I formed a conspiracy to take off the roof and raise his house. It was originally a frame structure one story and a half high. When Lincoln returned he met a gentleman on the sidewalk and, looking at his own house and manifesting great surprise, inquired: Stranger, can you tell me where Lincoln lives? The gentleman gave him the necessary information, and Lincoln gravely entered his own premises. --Statement, James Gourly, February 9, 1866. If a friend met or passed him, and he awoke from his reverie, something would remind him of a story he had heard in Indiana, and tell it he would, and there was no alternative but to listen. Thus, I repeat, stood and walked and talked this singular man. He was odd, but when that gray eye and that face and those features were lit up by the inward soul in fires of emotion, then it was that all those apparently ugly features sprang into organs of beauty or disappeared in the sea of i