Abraham Lincoln, the pioneer boy and how he became president : the story of his life . ncoln was sitting by him, the very picture of despair. Mrs. Pomroy, , said Miss Dix. Mr. Lincoln arose, and veryheartily shook her hand, saying,— I am glad to see you : I have heard of you. Youhave come to a sad house. His deep emotion chokedfurther utterance, and the tears streamed down hiscareworn cheeks. Later both took seats beside Tads cot—one oneach side. The little sufferer lay unconscious, appa-rently very near death. Soon a telegram from PortHudson was brought to the President. What news
Abraham Lincoln, the pioneer boy and how he became president : the story of his life . ncoln was sitting by him, the very picture of despair. Mrs. Pomroy, , said Miss Dix. Mr. Lincoln arose, and veryheartily shook her hand, saying,— I am glad to see you : I have heard of you. Youhave come to a sad house. His deep emotion chokedfurther utterance, and the tears streamed down hiscareworn cheeks. Later both took seats beside Tads cot—one oneach side. The little sufferer lay unconscious, appa-rently very near death. Soon a telegram from PortHudson was brought to the President. What news i inquired Mrs. Pomroy. Oh, bad enough ; a terrible battle is going on atPort Hudson ; we dont know how it will turn. I hopeGod will give us the victory there : it will be a greatgain for us. We must pray that God may give us the victory,replied Mrs. Pomroy. There is nothing like prayer. True, very true, answered the President. Butbetween this terrible war and this sorrow I am havinga sad time. Why is it ? Oh, why is it > Later still the President looked up and inquired,—. LIFE IN THE WHITE HOUSE. 295 What led you into the hospital service ? You appearto be a feeble woman. God called me into the service. 1 took care of asick husband almost twenty years. What about your family > urged the President; let me hear about it. My husband and three of my four children arenow on the other side. My living son is in the army. How mysteriously God deals with us! answeredMr. Lincoln. I trust that He will spare your son, andin due time return you both to your home again. Butwas this your call to the hospital service .? Yes, — through this service for my sick family Godfitted me to take care of the soldiers, and He haswonderfully sustained me by giving me strength farbeyond the expectation of my friends. How was it. continued the President, now greatlyinterested in her story. Tell me all about it. My mother died, and then my brother, and thenmy little daughter,—my only daught
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