Abraham Lincoln: The Type of American Genius, an Historical RomanceR. Blanchard, 1882 - 141 páginas |
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Abraham Lincoln: The Type of American Genius, an Historical Romance Rufus Blanchard Visualização integral - 1882 |
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Página 127 - I can say what scarcely one woman—a mother—can say in a thousand; Abe never gave me a cross word or look, and never refused in fact or appearance to do anything I requested him. I never gave him a cross word in all my life. His mind and mine—what little I had— seemed to run together. He was here after he was elected president.
Página 89 - I remembered ; and this latter thought predominated, and I said, ' I will go with my kin/ The old man then said, * I have raised you, — • I have learned you to hunt. You are a good hunter, — you have been better to me than my own sons. I am now getting old, and I cannot fcunt.
Página 105 - That God rules in the affairs of men is as certain as any truth of physical science. On the great moving power, which is from the beginning, hangs the world of the senses and the world of thought and action.
Página 105 - ... could be born. From whatever there was of good in the systems of former centuries she drew her nourishment; the wrecks of the past were her warnings. With the deepest sentiment of faith fixed in her inmost nature, she disenthralled religion from bondage to temporal power, that her worship might be worship only in spirit' and in truth. The wisdom which had passed from India through Greece, with what Greece had added of her own; the jurisprudence of Rome; the mediaeval municipalities; the Teutonic...
Página 105 - In the fulness of time a republic rose up in the wilderness of America. Thousands of years had passed away before this child of the ages could be born. From whatever there was of good in the systems of former centuries she drew her nourishment, the wrecks of the past were her warnings. With the deepest sentiment of faith fixed in her inmost nature, she disenthralled religion from bondage to temporal power, that her worship might be worship only in spirit and in truth.
Página 60 - They told him the second day before the battle : "We know you ; you speak Indian language ; you not content to live with us; to-morrow we take you to that tree" — pointing to a very large burr oak...
Página 106 - ... to school, and he learned in his childhood to do both. When eight years old he floated down the Ohio with his father on a raft, which bore the family and all their possessions to the shore of Indiana; and, child as he was, he gave help as they toiled through dense forests to the interior of Spencer County.
Página 60 - Indian language ; you not content to live with us; to-morrow we take you to that tree" — pointing to a very large burr oak at the edge of the clearing near the British fort — "we will tie you up and make a mark on your breast, and we will try what Indian can shoot nearest it.
Página 88 - The children hung around me crying, and asked me if I was going to leave them? I told them I did not know. When we got over to the fort, and were seated with the officers...