. Abraham Lincoln and the battles of the Civil War . nd the infirmitiesof men, and a patience like that of nature,which in its vast and fruitful activity knowsneither haste nor rest. A character like this is among the preciousheirlooms of the Republic; and by a specialgood fortune every part of the country has anequal claim and pride in it. Lincolns bloodcame from the veins of New England emi-grants, of Middle State Quakers, of Virginiaplanters, of Kentucky pioneers; he himselfwas one of the men who grew up with theearliest growth of the Great West. Everyjewel of his mind or his conduct sheds
. Abraham Lincoln and the battles of the Civil War . nd the infirmitiesof men, and a patience like that of nature,which in its vast and fruitful activity knowsneither haste nor rest. A character like this is among the preciousheirlooms of the Republic; and by a specialgood fortune every part of the country has anequal claim and pride in it. Lincolns bloodcame from the veins of New England emi-grants, of Middle State Quakers, of Virginiaplanters, of Kentucky pioneers; he himselfwas one of the men who grew up with theearliest growth of the Great West. Everyjewel of his mind or his conduct sheds radi-ance on each portion of the nation. The mar-velous symmetry and balance of his intellectand character may have owed something tothis varied environment of his race, and theymay fitly typify the variety and solidity of theRepublic. It may not be unreasonable to hopethat his name and his renown may be forevera bond of union to the country which belovedwith an affection so impartial, and served—inlife and in death — with such entire Vol. XXXIX.—So. ABRAHAM LINCOLN. I.—THE LIFE MASK AT THE NATIONAL MUSEUM IN WASHINGTON. AH. countless wonders, brought from every zone,. Xot all your wealth could turn the heart awayFrom that one semblance of our common clay,The brow whereon the precious life long flown. Leaving a homely glory all its own. Seems still to linger, with a mournful play Of light and shadow ! — His, who held a sway And power of magic to himself unknown, Through what is granted but Gods chosen few, Earths crownless, yet anointed kings,— a soulDivinely simple and sublimely true In that unconscious greatness that shall bless This petty world while stars their courses roll,Whose finest flower is self-forgetfulness. Stuart Sterne. II.—THE AND so they buried Lincoln ? Strange and vain !- Has any creature thought of Lincoln hidIn any vault, neath any coftin-lid,In all the years since that wild Spring of pain ? T is false,— he never in the
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