Buchanan County bulletin. [volume] (Independence, Iowa) 1869-1891, 1870-11-04
have need Of all the prayers that can
be offered for me-

be offered for me-
'Oh, Mr.. Lincoln, that is the
Christian spirit-that is faith in
Jesus!' Oh, let me hear you say
/ that you believe in Him.
Il do vas the solemn answer. 4
believe in my savior.
And when she arose to depart,
the President also arose and opened
the door for her, and led her through
the outer room and across the hall
to the head Of the staircase, and
shook hands, said goodbye and
went back again to receive more
and still more petitioners.
A Catholic priest entered, with
two women. He looked at the wri-
ter with face that plainly said he
would rather she would not be there.
She moved from the desk toward
the door. The President waved his
hand, saying: "Come back; l do
not wish you to 60,
The priest turning to the Presi-
dent. said:
4 should like private interview
i do nothing privately was the
calm answer; 'all l do is public,
and he gave the signal for more Pc
titioners, upon whom the priest
looked with unconcealed anger, and
to the President said, pompously:
'Thcn we are to have no hcaring?'
Certainly, you shall be heard. !
will listen to you now
THAT will not do. Iwish to see
you alone
4 can only tell you, as l did be-
fore, that ! do nothing privately
answered the President, coldly.
The priest angrily rose and left
the room, followed by the two wo-
men. The President went on with
his work, unrufficd. lie was quite
used to all sorts of addresses, man.
ners, and degrees of respect.
The last of these petitioners was
a young girl of singular beauty.
Il cannot let you go down there,
said the President; dwelling sadly
upon his words. How can II he
asked, looking up at the sweet face,
so earnest and truthful, and the
deep spiritual eyes trembling with
heavy tears. Il cannot let vou 90,
and | cannot refuse. What shuU
do?'
Let me 90 there she pleaded. 4
am not afraid. God will take care
Of me-
q don't know don't know he
said. 'Your faith is bcautiful-but
| don't know he added, in a low,
sad tone. Then, looking up sorrow
fully, he continued, 'Thcrc is not a
woman down there
Il know it, she answered thought
fully.
'Arc you not afraid-not the least
afraid
NO sir: | am not afraid. | have
trustcd our heavenly Father many
times before, and he has never for
sakcn me-
'And he never will. exclaimed
the President, springing to his feet.
NO, my child. lie never will And
drawing chair close to the fire, he
went on: Come, sit here, until you
are quite warm. l will write You 4
pass. You shall go to your father
Then, as though he felt panied at
seeming inquisitiveness, he stopped
! suddenly, when just upon the verge
of asking something; but the inter
est he felt in the petitioner prevail
ed, and he asked if she was fully
prepared for the journey.
Yes sir; l have plenty of money.
If money could make the heart glad,
I have enough; but | have no moth
er, and my father is perhaps dying.
l cannot stay to get warm. | can
never get warm. Good bye, Presi-
dent-kind, good President Lincoln!
I shall never see you again in this
| world; so shake hands with both of
| NINE
A moment more, and she had
gone.
The President leaned forward,
touched the bell, and the room was
again filled.