No One Is Loved As

I Explain To You, Exactly And Truly, How We Are Circumstanced. A Greater Portion Of Our Means Is Unavailable, Consisting Of A House In S. Springfield And Some Wild Lands In Iowa. Notwithstanding My Great And Good Husband's Life Was Sacrificed For His Country, We Are Left To Struggle In A Manner...of Life Undeserved. Roving Generals Have Elegant Mansions Showered Upon Them, And The American People Leave The Family Of The Martyred President To Struggle As Best They May! Strange Justice This.

In Grief, Words Are A Poor Consolation - Silence And Agonizing Tears Are All That Is Left The Sufferer.

He (abraham Lincoln) Said He Wanted To Visit The Holy Land And See Those Places Hallowed By The Footprints Of The Saviour. He Was Saying There Was No City He So Much Desired To See As Jerusalem. And With The Words Half Spoken On His Tongue, The Bullet Of The Assassin Entered The Brain, And The Soul Of The Great And Good President Was Carried By The Angels To The New Jerusalem Above.

Beautiful, Glorious Scotland, Has Spoilt Me For Every Other Country.

If You Keep Making Jokes Like That, Somebody Is Going To Shoot You, Father.