Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1890-05-09
STORIES ABOUT PROMINENT MEN.
Two Good Ones OF Lincoln-Zach Chandler,
Thurman, and Senator Pettigrew.


by force of circumstances were most in
his company he was ever developing a
new side Grim, revengeful Stanton.
his War Secretary, never quite knew
how TO take him. Stanton was for
exterminating such elements as dared
TO ask questions. 1t is related that
once some one had refused TO under
stand an order or at all events had
not obeyed. II believe I'll sit down."
said Stanton, 'and give that man
piece of my mind" do so," said
Lincoln; write him now, while you
have it on your mind. Make it sharp;
cut him all up" Stanton did not need
a second invitation. II was bone
cruncher that he read to the President.
That's right" said Abe; that's good
one" Whom can | get to send it
byP" unused the Secretary. 'Send it"
replied Lincoln; send it! Why, don't
send it ut all. Tear it up. You have
freed your mind on the subject and
that is all that's necessary. Tear it up.
You never want to send such letters;
never do"
Bravery was not the least of Presi-
dent Lincoln's many admirable quail
ties. He utterly refused to shut him
self up during the dangerous stages of
the war, and had he been less unyield-
ing in this regard a detective would
have sat behind the curtain in the box
at Ford's Theater to grapple with the
assassin who murdered him. Lincoln
had more of the spirit of Andrew Jack
son in him than most people imagined,
and occasionally it came out, even
when it went counter to the fixed rules
of diplomacy. In the matter of the
Alabama he felt that great deal of
red tape had been employed. When
Mr.. Adams notified Mr.. Lincoln that
perhaps another Alabama might
escape, he did one of the most remark
able things recorded of any statesman.
He thought for Il few moments, and
then reached for small visiting-card
which lay upon desk, After bring
ing the stub of lead-pencil to point
he scratched on it these words for
Adams to read: Tell Palmerston that
another Alabama means war;" No
Alabama escaped.
"Old Zach" Chandler of Michigan
was character in his State and in The
Nation--an old school apostle of Re-
publicanism. He died soon after the
last political work was done for the
martyred Ohioan. He related to his
friends story of his work in the Buck
eye State, interlarded with emphatic
expressions of disgust at the way he
was used At Akron some man with.
out the fear of God in his heart stole
his new Detroit hat and left him
battered one of straw. At Tif1in
another wretch stole his gold-headed
cane, which he had carried continuous.
ly since 1857. This was bad enough,
but at Cleveland he fell into disgrace.
Red Ribbon Reynolds had been there.
all the buns had been converted to
temperance. and every person in the
hall wore a red ribbon in his button
hole. He made notes, thinking to say
few words about the evils of intern.
perance and to saddle the opposition
with the rum vote. Some fool opened
the window ut his back and as result
the notes fluttered down among the
audience. He had begun his temper.
ance introduction and was intensely
annoyed at the interruption. Thrust
ing his hand into his pocket he pulled
out something to hold his notes to the
which developed into roar. He
thought something was wrong with his
clothing, but an attempt to ascertain
only intensified the merriment. AT
last, as he was about TO beat n hasty
exit, his eye took in the paperweight-
mammoth corkscrew.
No matter what may be a mans per-
sonal convictions on the temperance
question he is bound TO respect those
of his wife. The venerable Senator
Thurman was never considered rabid
on that issue, but his wife, for reasons
of her own, was fully imbrued with
the touch not, taste not, handle not"
principle. 1t is related that upon one
occasion Senator Thurmans friends
visited his house to apprise him that
new political honor had been conferred
upon him. He was pleased, but after
they had been seated few moments
the conversation Jagged and the old
Roman seemed to be i'll at ease. His
wife tried her best to entertain the
campaigners and the Senator excused
himself. He presently appeared with
his boots and top coat on. Gentle.
men," said he, 1--WE will now 90 out
and get something to smoke. My wife
is the boss here, and we never have
anything to drink in the house." Mrs.
Thurman looked pleased as she closed
the door after them. las | was say
ing" added the Senator, ''she runs the
house, but, thank God! she doesn't run
the town."
They do say that the Senatorial poker
club is on its last legs, and all because
Mr.. Pettigrew of South Dakota has
taken hand. They can't seem TO
hold him even, aud the Southerners
who used to bet "a hundred niggers"
on one card draw don't ante on less
than threes. One night recently
pretty stiff game was in progress and
a fat jack pot excited his cupidity so
much that he took four cards when it
was opened for fifty. The first bet was
fifty. and Pettigrew raised 1t back the
same amount The third player had
cold feet and dropped out The opener
stood pat and footed" it another fifty,
which Pettigrew doubled. This went
on for few moments. crockety crock,
and then they raised tho bet TO 500.
The other fellow WAS nervous and at