In 1856, the new Republican party tested its strength by offering a
ticket: General Fremont, popular through his invasion of California and
Rocky Mountain exploration, was selected as the presidential nominee,
with Dayton as vice. But during the balloting, Lincoln was opposed to
the latter, and received over a hundred votes. This news was despatched
to Illinois as a compliment to her "favorite son."
But on going to congratulate "our Lincoln," the deputation found him
easy and incredulous on the felicitation.
"You are barking up the wrong tree, neighbors," he said gravely; "that
must be the great Lincoln--of Massachusetts."
There was a Levi Lincoln, to whom he had been introduced as a form and
as a kinsman of the Massachusetts Lincolns. So the namesake's mistake
in modesty was pardonable in one who studied the train of politics most
thoroughly since he had said he would be President of these United
States. It was in his teens, but the saying is common property of young
America, and it is more notable that before he left Indiana, and early
in his new and unalterable one in Illinois, his astounded admirers
prophesied the same goal; it is a fact that his own hand proves; that
in 1854, he says, "I have really got it into my head to be United
States senator." [Footnote: Nevertheless, a friend, Speed or Herndon,
says, a year or two later, that Lincoln had no more founded idea that
he would be President than Emperor of China. It may be permitted to
believe that no man is a confidant to his valet or friend.]--(Letter to
Joseph Gillespie, preserved in Missouri Historical Society Library.)
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"GO, THOU, AND DO LIKEWISE."
Lord Lyons was the British ambassador at Washington when the Prince of
Wales--now King Edward--was betrothed to the Princess Alexandra, of
Denmark, since queen regent of England. He used the most stilted,
ornate, and diplomatic language to carry the simple fact. The President
replied offhand with trenchant advice to the bearer, who was unmarried:
"'Go, thou, and do likewise!'"
This did not alter the amity existing between the two, for Lincoln so
won upon the envoy that he notified his premier, Lord Russell, at a
critical instant when England and France were expected to combine to
raise the Southern blockade, that it was wrong to prepare the American
Government for recognition of the Confederacy. As for the Russian
alliance with the powers, that was a fable, since the czar had sent a
fleet to New York, where the admiral had sealed orders to report to
President Lincoln in case the European allies' declared war.
In consequence of Lord Lyons opposing the English move, he had to
resign.--(A later account in Malet's "Shifting Scenes.")
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"IS THE WORLD GOING TO FOLLOW THAT COMET OFF?"
Two gentlemen going by stage-coach from Terre Haute to Indianapolis, in
1858, found one part of the vehicle occupied fully by a tall,
countrified person, in a cheap hat and without coat or vest, but a farm
roundabout. They had to wake him up, but he was civil and polite enough
in his unkempt way. They thought he would be a good butt for play, as
educated folk were uncommon out there in 1847, and considered the
untaught as their legitimate prey. So they bombarded the poor bumpkin
with "wordy pyrotechnics," at which the stranger bewilderingly added
his laugh and finally was emboldened to ask what would be the upshot of
"this here comet business?"
The comet was the talk, especially in the evening, of the world, as it
was taken to forerun disasters. If the editor remembers aright it was
sword-shaped. That portends war. The intelligent jesters answered him
to confuse still more, and left him at Indianapolis. One of the two
travelers was Judge Abram Hammond, and his companion, who tells the
story, Thomas H. Nelson, of Terre Haute. The latter, coming down after
preening up, found a brilliant group of lights of the law in the main
room. They were judges and luminaries of the bar--but who should be the
center of the galaxy but the uncouth fellow traveler! All were so
interested in a story he was telling that Mr. Nelson could, unnoticed,
inquire of the laughing landlord as to the entertainer of these wits.
"Abraham Lincoln, of Sangamonvale, our M. C.!"
He was so stupefied that, on recovery, he hurried upstairs and got
Hammond to levant with him. But he was not to remain unpunished. Years
after, when Hammond was governor of the State, and he to become
minister to Chile, Nelson, was at the same hotel-Browning's--at the
capital, when looking over the party welcoming and accompanying the
President-elect to Washington, he saw a long arm reached out to his
shoulder; a shrill voice pierced his ear:
"Hello, Nelson! do you think, after all, the whole world is going to
follow that darned comet [Footnote: Donati's comet.] off?"
The words were Nelson's own in reply to the supposed Reuben's question
in the stage-coach twelve years before!
No joke of a memory, that--for a joke!
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