Show I 1 ire ife mou Mot lers ers Tri tribute Dute t A AA im debt which the greit president owned to hla his stepmother for her tender care and constant love was al anaas gratefully grote fully acknowledged A pathetic picture ot of this gentle lady in her last days daya Is given as follows mis alis lincoln waa aas never able to speak of abe a conduct to her without tears in her br interview with mr air hera don when the sands of her life had nearly run out she spoke with alth kep emotion of 0 her own son but she thought that abe was nas kinder better bruor than the other even the mother ers s instinct was aas lost as she bhe looked back over those thore long bears 5 ears of poverty and privation in fix the Ind indrani lant cabin when abes abo a grateful love softened the rigors of 0 her lot and his great heart and giant frame always at her command abe was a poor boy said she and I 1 can sy sty what scarcely one woman a mother can say in a thousand abe never gave gane rue me a cross cros word or look and never nener refused in fact or appearance to do ana anything thing I 1 requested him I 1 never gave him a cross word in n all my life ills mind and mine whit little I 1 had seemed to run together 0 lie was here after he wai elected president at this point tho the aged turned away anay to weep neep and then wiping her eyes eves with alth her apron went on with the story ile he was dutiful to me always I 1 think he loved me truly I 1 had a r on eon john who was raised with abe both were good bivs bo s but I 1 must say eay both now being dead that abe was as the best boy I 1 ever eer saw or expect to see I 1 wish I 1 had died when my husband died I 1 did not want abe to run tor for president did not want him elected M was as afraid somehow felt in my heart and v when lien he be came down to see bee me after he was elected I 1 still felt that something told me that something would mould bet befits all abe and that I 1 should see him no more Is there anything in the language we ve speak wore touching than that e elra W pla plaint of the woman whom wo we baust regard B abraham Lluc lincoln ons a mother tho the apprehension la in her heart was well grounded sho she saw him no more when mr air herndon rose to depart her eyes again filled with tears and wringing his bla hands bands as it loath to part with one who talked so BO much of her beloyed beloved abe she raid good by my good son s friend farewell |