The story-life of Lincoln; a biography composed of five hundred true stories told by Abraham Lincoln and his friends . aiting fornews from Chancellorsville. The grand movement had been onlypartially successful, but everybody expected to hear that the firstrepulse was only temporary, and that the army was pressing ongloriously to Richmond. One bright afternoon, in company withan old friend of Lincolns, I waited in one of the family rooms of theWhite House, as the President had asked us to go to the Navy Yardwith him to see some experiments in gunnery. A door opened andLincoln appeared, holding
The story-life of Lincoln; a biography composed of five hundred true stories told by Abraham Lincoln and his friends . aiting fornews from Chancellorsville. The grand movement had been onlypartially successful, but everybody expected to hear that the firstrepulse was only temporary, and that the army was pressing ongloriously to Richmond. One bright afternoon, in company withan old friend of Lincolns, I waited in one of the family rooms of theWhite House, as the President had asked us to go to the Navy Yardwith him to see some experiments in gunnery. A door opened andLincoln appeared, holding an open telegram in his hand. Thesight of his face and figure was frightful. He seemed stricken withdeath. Almost tottering to a chair, he sat down, and then Imechanically noticed that his face was of the same color as the wallbehind him—not pale, not even sallow, but gray, like ashes. Ex-tending the dispatch to me, he said, in a sort of far-away voice: Read it—news from the army. The telegram was from General Butterfield, I think, then chief -of-staff to Hooker. It was very brief, simply saying that the Army. 1 STONEWALL JACKSON AT THE BATTLE OF CHANCELLORSVTLLE General Jackson kept right up with his own advance, mingling his frequent cries of press forward with short prayers of praise and thanksgiving. He rode forward, in his unrestrainable impa-tience, hundred yards beyond his line of battle. All at once he found himself under the fireof the Union guns. Turning to regain his lines he was shot by his own men and mortallywounded He died a few days later at Guineys Lincoln: A History, John G. Nicolay and John Hay, Vol- VII, page 103. (5°9) THE STORY-LIFE OF LINCOLN of the Potomac had lJ safely recrossed the Rappaharmock and wasnow at its old position on the north bank of that stream. ThePresidents friend, Dr. Henry, an old man and somewhat impres-sionable, burst into tears,—not so much, probably, at the news, ason account of its effect upon Lincoln.
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