The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1865-04-26

who 10 gone. what shall cay that has
not been said! There are lessons in his
life worthy our diligent imitation
Though, perhaps. he had seen but little
if any but the rough side oflife, until lie
was called to the high position he filled
so well; yet he was not rough. No man.
to-day. carries warmer, kindlier, homes.
ter heart than did our President. VIXEN
the poor widow sought pass from the
department officers to visit her dying
son, she appealed not in vain. From no
eye would the tale Of woe draw the
tear Of sympathy sooner than from his,
and where you fnd such a tender. sym
pathising heart, you end man who is
no disgrace to manhood.
Honest--no man can say he Was de
frauded by him--no man can say he was
not sincere---no man dare say that he was
not true and earnest in his efforts to pro.
mote the welfare of his country. He
lived not for himself, but for his country.
For her welfare he worked. for her he
watched untringy and INCREASINGLY,
Even his opponents--they themselves
being judges--agree that he was great
and good man. and that the nation has
now sustained tho greatest loss she ever
suffered. ea .u 4a..
But there 10 another characteristic OF
the man, which endears him to me as
much as any other. lie was pious man.
An old friend Of the President, minis
ter, to whose preaching Mr.. Lincoln had
listened while an humble citizen, called
sfew weeks ago to see his old friend, in
tho Presidents mansion. During the
conversation tho question was asked,
"Mr Litcoln, do you love Jesus, as a
Ssvioul?" The President buried his
face. in his handkerchief. turned away
and wept. He then turned and said,
"When l loft home to take this chair Of
state, l requested my fellow countrymen
to pray for mel was not then Ch,is
tian. When my son dled.-the severest
trial Of my life-1 was not Christisn.
But when l went to Gettysburg, and
looked upon tho graves Of the dead he-
recs. who had fallen in the defense ct
their country, and as then contemplated
that loo must die--that Jesus died for
siouers like me, then and there conse-
Grated myeelf to Chrst. lido 'ovs JesuSP'
But more than this. Take up all the
documents Of the last four years date, tc
which his name is appended, and you
will find more Of :hc spirit Of true vital
Christianity, than you eyer Lcforc saw
III state papers. Out of the fu'!ness OF
The heart the mouth speaketh." And,
feeling his own inability to do anything
except in Gods strength. his letters. his
proclamations. and his messages, are full
OF this same sentiment-depeudenc on
God. But now he is gone, as we trust,
10 land where thers is no rebellion,
where the sssassin'a deyilish hatred can
not enter but where all is love aud
peace and joy. He was good man, he
wrought good work, and may his man
lie fall upon bis successor. His work is
done, his successors work yet TO be
done. 1t is ours to strengthen the hands
and hold up the arms Of our present
ruler, as we have eudeavored TO do for
the lamented, the departed, the beloved.
We thank the Lord that he died, not
in The darkness Of the battle. cloud. but
that the din Of the conflict had died away,
and the smoke of the battle was waited
far away 10 the west, and the bright sun
Of peace was lighting up the land with
his 6rst rays. and that he heard the JOY
Gus shouts Of millions, hailing the dawn
Of . bright morning on America, ere the
angel Of death claimed him for his own
But. look at it as you may, the be
reavement is heart-depressing. Stricken
down in moment Of time, no time for
farewell word to wife, children or friends
with the full and complete consumma
ton Of peace almost within his grasr
that consummation for which he had S
lang and SO nobly contended, lie close
his eyes 10 death, with smile on b
face and peace in his breast. Death
sad At any time, and the death Of gre'
man is peculiarly saddening, but whe
the great man dies at the hand of m q