Don't swap horses midstream!!!!!1


— thanks —


By Abraham Lincoln on November 7th, 1864

I am loath to close.

We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.

With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation’s wounds, to care for him who shall have borne the battle and for his widow and his orphan, to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations.

Yours very gratefully,



By Agatha A. Soubirous, Volunteer Custodian on November 6th, 1864

The president of the United States of America just sent this, his final plea to you:

Friend —

I can’t do this alone



Disenthrall thyself

By Lincoln for the Union on November 5th, 1864


In praise of our Voluntaries

By R.W. Emerson, Transcendentalist on November 5th, 1864

Folks —
From a poem I once composed:       

In an age of fops and toys,
Wanting wisdom, void of right,
Who shall nerve heroic boys
To hazard all in Freedom’s fight,—
Break sharply off their jolly games,
Forsake their comrades gay,
And quit proud homes and youthful dames,
For famine, toil, and fray?
Yet on the nimble air benign
Speed nimbler messages,
That waft the breath of grace divine
To hearts in sloth and ease.
So nigh is grandeur to our dust,
So near is God to man,
When Duty whispers low, Thou must,
The youth replies, I can.


Railroads growth

By S.L. Wiley on November 5th, 1864

FACT: Under President Lincoln, the US has seen 32 straight months of railroads growth.

Our apologies

By Archibald Chauncey, Deputy Campaign Administrator on November 4th, 1864

It appears our Springfield headquarters has suffered an intrusion.

If you received the erroneous dispatch below, please disregard it.


‘What will it require to impress upon your roly poly mind the feasibility of you and a consort splitting rails with the great rail splitter himself?’

By Jeremiah Lechmere on November 2nd, 1864

The commanding general of the US Army has something to say:

Hark, you cacafuego:

A bird tells me you‘ve donated:                   


Are you some kind of pantywaist?

How might I gore your pudgy skullcap with the offer of you and the damn president splitting some fine Port Orford rails together?

Look, do you want to make Mr. Abraham Lincoln cry? Do you really want to see your president cry?

I thought not.                                      

Donate a damn dollar and you could enclose an open field alongside the greatest man the country has known.

‘Tis the price of five pounds of Castle Creek honey — what you would pay for a square meal and a lager of beer.

Unbreech your union suit; Let Ulysses see your yellow paunch, you pitiful, recreant namby-pampy.

Split rails with Abe.


— Ulysses

American Civilization

By Agatha A. Soubirous, Volunteer Custodian on October 31st, 1864

President Lincoln received an enthusiastic “Hoo-Ray” from R.W. Emerson, our favorite transcendentalist over at The Atlantic Monthly:

The state of the country fills us with anxiety and stern duties.

It beckoned me to seek, in the pages of my dear monthly, a man of original perception and original action, who could open his eyes wider than to a nationality, namely, to considerations of benefit to the human race.

I have found this man; You may call him Abe.

Forget all that we thought shortcomings, every mistake, every delay. In the extreme embarrassments of his part, call these endurance, wisdom, magnanimity, illuminated, as they now are, by his dazzling success.

Against all timorous counsels he had the courage to seize the moment; and such was his position, and such the felicity attending the action, that he has replaced Government in the good graces of mankind.

He has been permitted to do more for America than any other American man. He is well entitled to the most indulgent construction.

I turn to you then, friend:

Will you hitch your wagon to a star?

Or will you be dragged through the dirt by a coward?



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