dignity with which to chill the air around his visitor.
He was always easy of approach and thoroughly democratic.
He seemed to throw a charm around every man who ever met him. To be in his presence was a pleasure, and no man ever left his company with injured feelings unless most richly deserved.
The universal testimony, “He is an honest man,” gave him a firm hold on the masses, and they trusted him with a blind religious faith.
His sad, melancholy face excited their sympathy, and when the dark days came it was their heart-strings that entwined and sustained him. Sympathy, we are told, is one of the strongest and noblest incentives to human action.
With the sympathy and love of the people to sustain him, Lincoln
had unlimited power over them; he threw an invisible and weightless harness over them, and drove them through disaster and desperation to final victory.
The trust and worship by the people of Lincoln
were the result of his simple character.
He held himself not aloof from the masses.
He became one of them.
They feared together, they struggled together, they hoped together: thus melted and moulded into one, they became one in thought, one in will, one in action.
cautiously awaited the full development of the last fact in the great drama before he acted, when longer waiting would be a crime, he knew that the people were determinedly at his back.
Thus, when a blow was struck, it came with the unerring aim and power of a bolt from heaven.
A natural king — not ruling men, but leading