. Perfect pearls of poetry and prose; the most unique, touching, inspiring and beautiful literary . ute, now, might be the means of saving her brothers life. Andso, in an incredibly short time, Blossom, reached the Capital, and hastenedimmediately to the White House. The President had but just seated himself to the task of overlookingand signing important papers, when, without one word of announcement,the door softly opened, and Blossom, with downcast eyes and folded hands,stood before him. Well, my child, he said, in his pleasant, cheerful tones, what doyou want? Bennies life, ple
. Perfect pearls of poetry and prose; the most unique, touching, inspiring and beautiful literary . ute, now, might be the means of saving her brothers life. Andso, in an incredibly short time, Blossom, reached the Capital, and hastenedimmediately to the White House. The President had but just seated himself to the task of overlookingand signing important papers, when, without one word of announcement,the door softly opened, and Blossom, with downcast eyes and folded hands,stood before him. Well, my child, he said, in his pleasant, cheerful tones, what doyou want? Bennies life, please sir! faltered Blossom. Bennie ? Who is Bennie ? My brother, sir. They are going to shoot him for sleeping at his post.* ** Oh, yes; and Mr. Lincoln ran his eye over the papers before hiin. 94 THE GENEROUS SOLDIER SAVED. I remember. It was a fatal sleep. You see, child, it was at a time ofepecial danger. Thousands of lives might have been lost for his culpablenegligence. So my father said, replied Blossom, gravely, but poor Bennie wasBO tired, sir, and Jemmie so weak. He did the work of two, sir, and ii. : AMI ll;i,->llil-,M LINCULN. Jemmies night, not his; but Jemmie was too tired, and Bonnie neverthouglit about himself, that he was tired too. What is you say, cliild ? Come hero; I do not und(>rstand,and the kind caught eag<!rly, ; uver, at what seemed to be a justifi-cation of an otfcnce. Blossom went to him; he put hand tenderly on her shoulder, and SONG OF SARATOGA. 95 turned up the pale, anxious face towards his. How tall he seemed ! andhe was President of the United States, too. A dim thought of this kind passed for a moment through Blossomsmind ; but she told her simple and straightforward story, and handed Bennies letter to read. He read it carefully; then, taking up his pen, wrote a few hastyHnes, and rang his bell. Blossom heard this order given: Send this dispatch at once. The President then turned to
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