CHAPTER XXXI.

THE TRIBUTES OF FRIENDS.

Before going farther, in order that my young readers may be better

qualified to understand what manner of man Garfield was, I will quote

the remarks made by two of his friends, one a prominent member of the

party opposed to him in politics. In the Milwaukee _Sentinel_ of Sept.

22d, I find this tribute by Congressman Williams, of that State:

"Happening to sit within one seat of him for four years in the House, I,

with others, perhaps had a better opportunity to see him in all of his

moods than those more removed. In action he was a giant; off duty he was

a great, noble boy. He never knew what austerity of manner or

ceremonious dignity meant. After some of his greatest efforts in the

House, such as will live in history, he would turn to me, or any one

else, and say: 'Well, old boy, how was that?' Every man was his

confidant and friend, so far as the interchange of every-day good

feeling was concerned.

"He once told me how he prepared his speeches; that first he filled

himself with the subject, massing all the facts and principles involved,

so far as he could; then he took pen and paper and wrote down the

salient points in what he regarded their logical order. Then he scanned

them critically, and fixed them in his memory. 'And then,' said he, 'I

leave the paper in my room and trust to the emergency.' He told me that

when he spoke at the serenade in New York a year ago, he was so pressed

by callers that the only opportunity he had for preparation was, to lock

the door and walk three times around the table, when he was called out

to the balcony to begin. All the world knows what that speech was.

"He was wrapped up in his family. His two boys would come up to the

House just before adjournment, and loiter about his desk with their

books in their hands. After the House adjourned, other members would go

off in cars or carriages, or walk down the avenue in groups. But

Garfield, with a boy on each side of him, would walk down Capitol Hill,

as we would say in the country 'cross-lots,' all three chatting

together on equal terms.

"He said to me one day during the canvass, while the tears came to his

eyes, 'I have done no more in coming up from poverty than hundreds and

thousands of others, but I am thankful that I have been able to keep my

family by my side, and educate my children.'

"He was a man with whom anybody could differ with impunity. I have said

repeatedly, that were Garfield alive and fully recovered, and a dozen of

his intimate friends were to go to him, and advise that Guiteau be let

off, he would say, 'Yes, let him go.' The man positively knew no malice.

And for such a man to be shot and tortured like a dog, and by a dog!

"He was extremely sensitive. I have seen him come into the House in the

morning, when some guerrilla of the press had stabbed him deeper in his

feelings than Guiteau's bullet did in the body, and when he looked

pallid from suffering, and the evident loss of sleep; but he would utter

no murmur, and in some short time his great exuberance of spirits would

surmount it all, and he would be a boy again.

"He never went to lunch without a troop of friends with him. He loved

to talk at table, and there is no gush in saying he talked a God

socially and intellectually. Some of his off-hand expressions were like

a burst of inspiration. Like all truly great men, he did not seem to

realize his greatness. And, as I have said, he would talk as cordially

and confidentially with a child as with a monarch. And I only refer to

his conversations with me because you ask me to, and because I think his

off-hand conversations with any one reveal his real traits best.

"Coming on the train from Washington, after his nomination, he said:

'Only think of this! I am yet a young man? if elected and I serve my

term I shall still be a young man. Then what am I going to do? There

seems to be no place in America for an ex-President.'

"And then came in what I thought the extreme simplicity and real

nobility of the man. 'Why,' said he, 'I had no thought of being

nominated. I had bought me some new books, and was getting ready for the

Senate.'

"I laughed at the idea of his buying books, like a boy going to college,

and remembered that during his Congressional career he had furnished

materials for a few books himself. And then, with that peculiar roll of

the body and slap on the shoulder with the left hand, which all will

recognize, he said: 'Why! do you know that up to 1856 I never saw a

_Congressional Globe_, nor knew what one was!' And he then explained how

he stumbled upon one in the hands of an opponent in his first public

anti-slavery debate.

"A friend remarked the other day that Garfield would get as enthusiastic

in digging a six-foot ditch with his own hands, as when making a speech

in Congress. Such was my observation. Going down the lane, he seemed to

forget for the time that there was any Presidential canvass pending. He

would refer, first to one thing, then another, with that off-hand

originality which was his great characteristic. Suddenly picking up a

smooth, round pebble, he said, 'Look at that! Every stone here sings of

the sea.'

"Asking why he bought his farm, he said he had been reading about

metals, how you could draw them to a certain point a million times and

not impair their strength, but if you passed that point once, you could

never get them back. 'So,' said he, 'I bought this farm to rest the

muscles of my mind!' Coming to two small wooden structures in the field,

he talked rapidly of how his neighbors guessed he would do in Congress,

but would not make much of a fist at farming, and then called my

attention to his corn and buckwheat and other crops, and said that was a

marsh, but he underdrained it with tile, and found spring-water flowing

out of the bluff, and found he could get a five-foot fall, and with

pumps of a given dimension, a water-dam could throw water back eighty

rods to his house, and eighty feet above it. 'But,' said he, in his

jocularly, impressive manner, 'I did my surveying before I did my

work.'"

This is certainly a pleasant picture of a great man, who has not lost

his simplicity of manner, and who seems unconscious of his greatness--in

whom the love of humanity is so strong that he reaches out a cordial

hand to all of his kind, no matter how humble, and shows the warmest

interest in all.

Senator Voorhees, of Indiana, was among the speakers at the memorial

meeting in Terre Haute, and in the course of his remarks, said: "I knew

James A. Garfield well, and, except on the political field, we had

strong sympathies together. It is nearly eighteen years since we first

met, and during that period I had the honor to serve seven years in the

House of Representatives with him.

"The kindness of his nature and his mental activity were his leading

traits. In all his intercourse with men, women, and children, no kinder

heart ever beat in human breast than that which struggled on till 10.30

o'clock Monday night, and then forever stood still. There was a light in

his face, a chord in his voice, and a pressure in his hand, which were

full of love for his fellow-beings. His manners were ardent and

demonstrative with those to whom he was attached, and he filled the

private circle with sunshine and magnetic currents. He had the joyous

spirits of boyhood and the robust intellectuality of manhood more

perfectly combined than any other I ever knew. Such a character was

necessarily almost irresistible with those who knew him personally, and

it accounts for that undying hold which, under all circumstances, bound

his immediate constituents to him as with hooks of steel. Such a nature,

however, always has its dangers as well as its strength and its

blessings. The kind heart and the open hand never accompany a

suspicious, distrustful mind. Designing men mark such a character for

their own selfishness, and Gen. Garfield's faults--for he had faults, as

he was human--sprang more from this circumstance than from all others

combined. He was prompt and eager to respond to the wishes of those he

esteemed his friends, whether inside or outside of his own political

party. That he made some mistakes in his long, busy career is but

repeating the history of every generous and obliging man who has lived

and died in public life. They are not such, however, as are recorded in

heaven, nor will they mar or weaken the love of his countrymen.

"The poor, laboring boy, the self-made man, the hopeful, buoyant soul in

the face of all difficulties and odds, _constitute an example for the

American youth, which will never be lost nor grow dim_.

"The estimate to be placed on the intellectual abilities of Gen.

Garfield must be a very high one. Nature was bountiful to him, and his

acquirements were extensive and solid. If I might make a comparison, I

would say that, with the exception of Jefferson and John Quincy Adams,

he was the most learned President in what is written in books in the

whole range of American history.

"The Christian character of Gen. Garfield can not, with propriety, be

omitted in a glance, however brief, at his remarkable career. Those who

knew him best in the midst of his ambition and his worldly hopes will

not fail now at his tomb to bear their testimony to his faith in God and

his love for the teachings of the blessed Nazarene.

"It seems but yesterday that I saw him last, and parted from him in all

the glory of his physical and mental manhood. His eye was full of light,

his tread elastic and strong, and the world lay bright before him. He

talked freely of public men and public affairs. His resentments were

like sparks from the flint. He cherished them not for a moment. Speaking

of one who, he thought, had wronged him, he said to me, that, sooner or

later, he intended to pour coals of fire on his head by acts of kindness

to some of his kindred. He did not live to do so, but the purpose of his

heart has been placed to his credit in the book of eternal life"

A correspondent of the New York _Tribune_ suggests that the following

lines, from Pollok's "Course of Time," apply with remarkable fitness to

his glorious career:

"Illustrious, too, that morning stood the man

Exalted by the people to the throne

Of government, established on the base

Of justice, liberty, and equal right;

Who, in his countenance sublime, expressed

A nation's majesty, and yet was meek

And humble; and in royal palace gave

Example to the meanest, of the fear

Of God, and all integrity of life

And manners; who, august, yet lowly; who

Severe, yet gracious; in his very heart

Detesting all oppression, all intent

Of private aggrandizement; and the first

In every public duty--held the scales

Of justice, and as law, which reigned in him,

Commanded, gave rewards; or with the edge

Vindictive smote--now light, now heavily,

According to the stature of the crime.

Conspicuous, like an oak of healthiest bough,

Deep-rooted in his country's love, he stood."

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