The literary digest . st. When the Barnard Lincoln row was at its height The Sunprinted a few pen-portraits of Lincoln by contemporaries,among the be,st of which, or at least most sympatlutic of which,were tliose of Walt Whitman. But Walts views were notconsidered by the academicians. What academy ever couldconsider Walt? So Mr. McBride turns to another authority that even acadi^micians wouldnt dare sniff at. Since he had a Presidential 26 The Literary Digest for January 18, 1919 ancestr\ to back him, the new authority, Mr. Henry Adams,sniffed to his hearts content: Now that the affair is sett
The literary digest . st. When the Barnard Lincoln row was at its height The Sunprinted a few pen-portraits of Lincoln by contemporaries,among the be,st of which, or at least most sympatlutic of which,were tliose of Walt Whitman. But Walts views were notconsidered by the academicians. What academy ever couldconsider Walt? So Mr. McBride turns to another authority that even acadi^micians wouldnt dare sniff at. Since he had a Presidential 26 The Literary Digest for January 18, 1919 ancestr\ to back him, the new authority, Mr. Henry Adams,sniffed to his hearts content: Now that the affair is settled, in the eyes of pohticians, therewill be no harm in quoting from another contemporary, the lateHenry Adams, whose recent and posthumous autobiography ismaking others than academicians blink. Adams, if you please,was a friend of Saint Gaudens; his intimate. He wrote, thehe in the excerpt being Adams: He saw Mr. Lincoln but once; at the melancholy functioncalled an inaugural ball. Of course he looked anxiously for a. A PORTRAIT BY THE INVENTOR OF THE TELEGRAPH. George W. King, here shown, was a friend of Samuel F. B. Morse,and aided the latter with financial assistance to perfecting the tele-graph. Morse was a portrait-painter, and almost his last work inart was this portrait of his friend. sign of character. He saw a long, awkward figure; a plain,plowed face; a mind, absent in part, and in part evidentlyworried by white kid gloves; features that exprest neither self-satisfaction nor any other familiar Americanism, but rather thesame painful sense of becoming educated and of needing educa-tion that tormented a private secretary; above all, a lack of ap-parent force. Any private secretary in the- least fit for hisbusiness would have thought, as Adams did, that no man livingneeded so much education as the new President, but that allthe education he could get would not be enough. The above is not cruel, simply cool. Mr. Adams was notonly a Bostonian, but a descendant of Presiden
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