once set to work to discuss with the President
his recent action in some case in which they were interested.
seemed very earnest in what he said.
“Beware, Mr. President
,” he said, “and do not go too fast.
There is danger ahead.”
“I know that,” responded Lincoln
, good-naturedly, “but I shall go just so fast and only so fast as I think I'm right and the people are ready for the step.”
Hardly half-a-dozen words followed, when the pair wheeled around and walked away.
The day following I left Washington
I separated from Mr. Lincoln
at the White House
He followed me to the rear portico, where I entered the carriage to ride to the railroad depot.
He grasped me warmly by the hand and bade me a fervent “Good-bye.”
It was the last time I ever saw him alive.
Mrs. Ninian Edwards
, who, it will be remembered, was the sister of Mrs. Lincoln
, some time before her death furnished me an account of her visit to Washington
, some of the incidents of which are so characteristic that I cannot refrain from giving them room here.
This lady, without endeavoring to suppress mention of her sister's many caprices and eccentricities while mistress of the White House
, remarked that, having been often solicited by the Lincolns to visit them, she and her husband, in answer to the cordial invitation, at last made the journey to Washington
“One day while there,” she relates, “in order to calm his mind, to turn his attention away from business and cheer him up, I took Mr. Lincoln
down through the conservatory belonging ”