mission. The hour had arrived to close the door against all further callers. No one was left in the room now except the President, the two ladies, and me. With a rather peevish and fretful air he turned to them and said, “Well, ladies, what can I do for you? They both commenced to speak at once. From what they said he soon learned that one was the wife and the other the mother of two men imprisoned for resisting the draft in western Pennsylvania.” “Stop,” said he, “don't say any more. Give me your petition.” The old lady responded, “Mr. Lincoln, we've got no petition; we couldn't write one and had no money to pay for writing one, and I thought best to come and see you.” “Oh,” said he, “I understand your cases.” He rang his bell and ordered one of the messengers to tell General Dana to bring him the names of all the men in prison for resisting the draft in western Pennsylvania. The General soon came with the list. He enquired if there was any difference in the charges or degrees of guilt. The General replied that he knew of none. “Well, then,” said he, “these fellows have suffered long enough, and I have thought so for some time, and now that my mind is on the subject I believe I will turn out the whole flock. So, draw up the order, General, and I will sign it.” It was done and the General left the room. Turning to the women he said, “Now, ladies, you can go.” The younger of the two ran forward and was in the act of kneeling in thankfulness. “Get up.” he said; “don't kneel to me, but thank God and go.” The old lady now came forward with tears in her
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