Evening star., 1899-01-28

Christian: but / remember one of the first
proverbs from the Bible to which Mr.. Lin
coin directed my attention. The circum-
stances were these: One day man came
into the Office very much excited and COM
planned loudly against Secretary Stanton.
Mr.. Lincoln heard him through wearily.
| and then simply said: Accuse not a SER
want unto his master lest he curse thee
and thou be found guilty
II don't believe IT" yelled the man.
There isn't any such passage in the Bible
" 4 think you viii find it there was all
Mr., Lincoln replied; but after he had gone
he went into his private apartments and
returned with the Good Book. I thought
was right. he exclaimed. Here it is,
Pendel. in the book of Proverbs
Il remember the morning after his sec
end inauguration, he met Simon Cameron
in there behind the glass corridor screen.
and said To him, holding out his right hand.
bruised and swollen from the grasping of
many thousands: Did you ever see any
thing like that, Cameron? ="
Mr.. Peniers Credentials
Here are Mr. Penders credentials, as
given by himself: Il entered on my duties
November 3, 1864, appointed by Abraham
Lincoln. r let him out of the White
House the last. hight he went out alive,
and l was the fast man to bid him good
bye, and also the last to bid President Gar
field goodbye, as l have been on duty
here when both our Presidents have been
aSSa assinated.
Wonderful events have transpired in
these thirty-four years. l was introduced
to the President and his secretary by Mar
shall l-amon. who was from Mr.. Lincoln s
old home, Springfield. III. And it is a
strange thing that the marshal was one of
the last TO be with the President the night
he was shot, and shortly before 1 let him
out of the White House on that fateful
night. The very last ones to call on him
were Mr.. Ashmond of Massachusetts and
Speaker ColfaX whose cards / took up TO
him.
1T is said that the last story ever told
by Mr.. Lincoln was on that fateful night
OF the assassination just previous to this
interview with Messrs. Ashmond and Col
lax Marshal Lamon had called to press
the application for pardon of an old SOL
dler friend. After hearing Lannon's state
ment of the case Mr.. Lincoln wearily took
the paper and was about to write his name
on the back, when he suddenly looked up
and said: Say, Lamon, have you ever heard
how the Patagonians eat oysters?' The
marshal said he had not.
Well was the answer. they open them
as fast as they can and throw the shells
out of the window. When the pile of shells
gets to be higher than the house, then they
move. Now. L feel like commencing a new
pile of pardons today, and L may as well
begin ii right here
a Unique Visitor
Mr.. Pendel has only hazy recollection
of that unique visitor early in the war
who had no request to make He was a
parson. He was presented to the President
who offered him a chair and then sat down
with an air of patient expectation. Finally
as his visitor said nothing he himself broke
the silence: Well, go on. l am ready to
hear what you have TO say
Bless your soul. MIR. President. I have
nothing special to say; l merely called to
pay my respects
My dear sir exclaimed Mr. Lincoln
rising with great aiacrity and grasping the
Of n bAfh |,
My dear sir. l am Very glad to see YOU
indeed l thought you had come to preach
to me.
Another doctor of divinity called one day
just as Mr.. Lincoln was going out to dinner.
Consequently he apologized profusely, when
the President interrupted him with: "Oh,
ooh mention 1t: no consequence at all.
Mrs. Lincoln is away just at present, and
around"
The faithful servitor remembers nothing
qerogato tory TO the dignity of the great war
President. but he has many pleasant recol-
lectlons stored away. which he garnered
from his post of observation always within
slSht OF MIR. Ltncolns desk in order to de-
tent. --
Kindness to a Child
one day, he says, a little girl perhaps
Twelve years of age came in the throng to
see the President. After she had reached
a position whence she might advance and
shake hands with Mr.. Lincoln, she timidly
hung back, overcome with confusion. She
seemed. however. to be very desirous of
meeting him. and probably had some re-
quest 70 profer. Standing, as he did, head
ana shoulders above the average crowd of
visitors, the President. despite his preoccu-
patton, peered over the crowd and saw the
little girl Instantly he grasped the situa-
non ana extending his hand to her he said:
How do you do, my dear? Won't Won
please wait one side a little while till
nave chance to speak to you after all
these people have gomez"
he knew merit and modesty when he
saw it. observed Mr.. Pendle. "and was
equally quick to detect imposture. There
came INTO the chamber, one day two Wo-
men, wives Of two imprisoned Molly Ma
CURES, who, as soon as they got Mr. Lin
COINS car, began to sniVel and whine. at
which the President cut them short after
he had heard their story, with Nv good
women. your blubbering won't do a bit of
good. Your husbands Were imprisoned for
taking life and resisting the laws. and In
JAIL they shall remain to the end of their
terms
Great Man and Good.
"A great man." says his erstwhile guar
dian. musingiy, 'and good one. No kind
er heart ever beat than that of Abraham
Lincoln. And 1 was the last to see him
alive in the White House. Yes I let him
out of that door, and then held open the
door of his carriage while he got in Good
night, Pendel,' says he; and Good night
Mr.. President says /. Those We're the
last words l ever heard him speak. for
when | next saw him, about ] o'clock the
next morning, he was unconscious, and
soon passed away.
Sixteen years later l held open that
same door for President Garfield when he
too, went to be smitten down by the base
assassin's hand, and his goodbye was the
last he ever spoke here alSO''
The InrOad of War on Literature,
From Life.
Magazine editor Coming in in the morn
ing, TO office boy)-"Any one waiting?"
Yes, sir; four admirals in your office,
and six brigadier generals in Mr.. Burjoices
room, and some more military gentlemen
outside, sir. L kept EN- separate, as you
said, SIR
Percy-'T thought heaven was a nice
place, where everybody was happy, NAM
MAJ"
Mamma-"Why, of course it is dear"
Percy-"Well, why do the cherubim an
seraphim continually cry?''-St. Louis Star
Didn't the bride get a fine lot of pres