The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1869-09-30

pleasant eyes, a wild, angry CLEAN
a something like the glare Of a wor-
ried animal at bay.
Colonel Scott proceeded very
modestly to tell his story; but the
President interrupted him, to say
brusquely, $50 to Stanton; this is
his business" - wr
81 have been to him, Mr.. Presi-
dent, and he will do nothing for me- 2
"You have been to him and got
iyour answer, and still presume to
come to me! sAm I to have no rest
no privacy Must I be logged to
my last fastness, and worried to
death by inches T? Mr.. Stanton has
done just right. He knows what
he is about. Your demands are
unreasonable, sir.''
"But Mr.. Lincoln, I thought you
would feel for me. .
''Feel for you. Good God | have
to feel for five hundred thousand
more unfortunate than you. We are
at war, sir; don't you know we are
at war2-Sorrow is the lot of all:
bear your share like man and
older"
81 try to, Mr.. President, but it
seems hard. My devoted wife lost
her life from coming to nurse me in
my sickness, and [ cannot even take
her body home to her Children
''Well, she ought not to have
come down to the army. She could
have stayed at home. That is the
place for women. But if they will
go tearing about the country, in
such times as these, and running
into all sorts of danger, they must
take the Consequences! Not but that
| am sorry for you, Colonel. As for
your wife, she's at rest, and [ wish
| we.e."
Saying this, the President leaned
back YEARLY in his chair, and closed
his eyes, not noticing, except by a
slight wave Of his hand, the depart
ure Of his visitors.
am not ashamed to confess that
my hero tossed restlessly that night
upon pillow wet with many tears
that he was desperate and resentful,
utterly unassigned to the DEGREES Of
Providence and the War Department;
and that he thought Abraham Lin
coin as hard as he was ugly, and as
inhuman as he was ungainly.
Toward morning he fell asleep, and
slept late. Before he was fully dress
ed there came quick knock at the
door Of his chamber, and he opened
it to President Lincoln!
The good man came forward, pale
and eager, tears glistening in his
eyes, and grasped the Colonel's
hand, saying. Il treated you brutal
ly last night. | ask your pardon.
| was utterly tired out, badgered to
death. generally become about
as savage as wild cat by Saturday
night, drained dry of the milk of
human kindness I must have seem
ed to you the very gorilla the rebels
paint me. was sorry enough for
it when you were gone. | could not
sleep a moment last night, so Il
thought I'd drive into town, in the
cool of the morning, and make it all
right. Fortunately, | had little
difficulty in finding you.s
''This is very good of you. MI,
President" said the Colonel, deeply
moved.
"No, it isn't; but that was very
bad Of me, last night. I never
should have forgiven myself if I had
left that piece OF ugly work stand.
That was a noble wife Of yours,
Colonel. You were a happy man
to have such noble women to love
you and you must be good fellow,
or such woman would never have
rlsked SO much for you. And what
grand women there are in these times,
Colonel! What angels of devotion
and mercy, and how brave and pluck.
y.-golng every where at the call of
duty, facing every danger! I tell
yon, If it were not for the women, we
should all go to the devil, and should
deserve to. They are the. salvation
Of the nation. Now, come, Colonel;
nv cearriare is OF Al - Iil11.