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Title: On the wing of occasions : being the authorised version of certain curious episodes of the late Civil War, including the hitherto suppressed narrative of the kidnapping of President Lincoln
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Harris, Joel Chandler, 1848-1908
Subjects: Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 Soldiers Conspiracy Kidnapping War stories
Publisher: New York, Doubleday, Page & Co.
Contributing Library: Lincoln Financial Foundation Collection
Digitizing Sponsor: The Institute of Museum and Library Services through an Indiana State Library LSTA Grant

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e room had been driven entirely away, and his visitors had avery close and intimate view of the real Lincoln, the man of the people. At last, when it seemed time for them to go, Mr. Awtry remarked: — The reason I took the liberty of bringing these gentlemen here was that some of Mr. Stantons men were preparing to arrest them. You did exactly right, said Mr. Lincoln, emphatically. Im willing for Stanton to have his fingers in all the pies if hell let me break the crust in places. Well, at the pace he's going, hell soon have the whole thing in his own hands, remarked Mr. Awtry. The whole thing, as you call it, replied Mr. Lincoln, levelling a searching glance at the young man, couldn't be in better hands. I'm told everyday that Mr. Stanton has small respect for the President, and I reckon thats so; but the President is willing to rock along on a small allowance of respect when he's getting a steady supply of the kind of work Stanton is doing day and night. That's so, remarked Mr. Sanders, judicially. 186
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THE KIDNAPPING OF PRESIDENT LINCOLN Was Mr. Stanton the man that followed you in here? Receiving an affirmative answer, Mr. Sanders went on, I allowed so from his walk an talk; but the way you played wi him put me in mind of the feller an his trained dog. How was that? asked Mr. Lincoln, leaning back in his chair and twisting his long legs together in most curious fashion. Every trace of fatigue and worry had vanished from his face. Well, it was like this: A feller down our way had a houn dog that he thought was the finest pup in all creation. He was good for foxes, good for minks, good for rabbits, good for coons, an specially for possums. Natchully, the feller was constant a-braggin on the dog. Well, one day the feller had company at his house. The dog was lyin in a corner of the fireplace, an presently the feller got to braggin on him. He said the dog was both trained and domesticated. That dog, he says to his company, will do anything in the world I tell him to do. The company sorter doubted about

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