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" Tve been reading t book which portrays the political and social condition weH, andv I think the sympathies of the people are * with Lincoln.' ' "Upon reaching Springfield the stranger kindly carried my broth er's satchel off the train. " Td like to find a moderate priced boarding bonse for a while,' said my brother. 14 'Well, there Is one near where I live ; ni point It out to you/ "The stranger still carrying the sntchel, they finally reached the gate leading to the boarding bouse. As he set the satchel down Inside the gate, be said: "There comes Mrs.. Smith, who keeps this boarding house; Mrs. Smith, here Is a young friend of mine whom I met on the train. He has a felon, and I thought you might know something to do for It. He wishes to stop with you for awhile till he gets able to go to By JOHN DICKINSON SHERMAN ITH the coming of February 12 each year sees the celebration of Lincoln's birthday with increasing fervor. It is true, in one sense, that no new thing can be said of Abraham Lincoln. It Is two gen erations since it was said over his deathbed, "Now he belongs to the ages." As has been well said In the National House of Representatives: There la no new thing to be said of Lincoln. Titers i3 no new thing to be said of the mountains, or of the sea. or of the stars. The years go their way, but the same old mountains lift their gran ite snoulders above the drifting clouds, and the same mysterious sea beats upon the shore, and the same silent stars keep holy vigil above a tired world. But to "mountain and sea and star men turn forever in unwearied homage. And thus, with Lincoln, for he was mountain In grandeur of spirit; he was sea In under voice of mystic loneli ness; he was star in steadfast purity of purpose and of service. And he, too, abides. The' years go their way, but with the name of Linc<hn child hood still learns to voice a patriot's devotion, and with the name of Lincoln tears are called from old men's eyes, and there is no new thing to be said of him. But while the republic endures, upon whose altar he laid his great mind and heart, while liberty is cherished, while civic virtue and service and sacrifice are honored In the earth, the name of Lincoln will t>e spoken In undying love by the sons of men. But from another viewpoint is it not true. For between celebjations of that birthday all the world Is studying Lincoln, filling in details of his life and career, making new estimates of his character, writing books on him, searching for relics of him, telling the familter stories that he told and hailing new ones, listening to aged men who knew him. Increasing its appreciation of him. Verily, of Lincolniana there is no end. And this is as it should be. For the world never saw a greater man than Abraham Lincoln. No man ever deserved better of his country. America rejoices In him as a man entirely American. But the world has long since taken him to its heart as an orna ment to the human race. Though for many a year the great of earth have laid wreaths on his sar cophagus, he is a living personality In the minds of men. And anything new about him is received with eagerness. For his principles are acknowl edged to be the only principles upon which a de mocracy can safely be based. There Is nothing more important, therefore, than to know whit kind of a man he was. One new thing at least Is this: There has be gun a pilgrimuge by Young America to that most sacred of all the many Lincoln Shrines, his home at Springfield and the tomb where rests his sacred clay. In the closing days of last year 1,850 school ' children from 22 towns In southwestern Iowa and northwestern Missouri united in a pilgrimage to Springfield, and laid a wreath on his sarcophagus. Next, boy scouts from Chicago made this pilgrim age. This year will see many such pilgrimages by young crusaders for national welfare, eager to gain vision#and strength from actual contact with these Lincoln Shrines. Yes; there are many Lincoln Shrines. The most magnificent? and the world holds no finer memori al to man? Is the Lincoln Memorial at Washington. The striking photograph reproduced herewith is taken from the portico of this Washington memori al. In the distance Is the Washington monument Thus the one photograph shows both the memorial to the "Father of His Country" and the memorial to the "Savior of His Courytry." Who was the greater, Washington or Lincoln? The world has ceased to debate the much-vexed question. Washington led the Colonial Armies to victory in the Revolution, helped to write; the Con stitution and was our first President. It Is enough to say that all which Washington had fought for and gained was In Imminent danger of destruc tion when Lincoln was called by his country to de fend them ? and successfully defended them. Is the nation to own the Oldroyd collection of ?3,000 Lincoln relics, shown herewith In part In one of the rooms of the historic house in which Lin coin died? Resolutions are pending In both houses of congress for Its purchase for $50,000. The gov ernment owns this house- ? In Tenth street, between E and F streets. Osborn H. Oldroyd has reaphed his eighty-first year. Since he was a news agent seventeen yean old In Mount Vernon, Ohio, he has been a Lincoln collector. Prints, books, photographs, furniture, wearing apparel, letters, medals, life masks, busts, sermons, funeral marches and what not he has secured and put Into this house. He has had many offers from private citizens. Henry Ford offered $50,000, with the condition that he could remove the collection. Another rich man, a New Yorker who wished to present the collection to his alma mater, offered $125,000. "No," said Mr. Oldroyd, "111 wait a little longer and see whether Congressman Hathbone's resolu tion for purchase by the government passes. If It does not, I must consider the private offers. At eighty-one a man knows he has not many more days, and the family must be left comfortable. x "But ever since this collection began to assume proportions and became important it has been my dream that the United States would ultimately own It. I wanted It to become the nation's posses sion. I don't want It to be broken up or removed from this house, where, of all places on earth, It ought to b?." Lincoln^ died upon the bed of Thomas Proctor, who In 19?2 was an Inmate of St. Barnabas' home, Qlbsonla, Pa. On Lincoln's birthday that year he said : When I was In my ?ariy ZOs I met and became a confidential friend o< Abraham Lincoln. 1 was given a position in the War department and the bureau of returns. 1 read and studied law under Lincoln's personal direction, tie frequently shared my room, in which there were two beds.- Stat* secrets were imparted and talked over with tne there. Because of the rare privilege and intimacy be tween the President and me, a friend of mine pres ent at the theater when Lincoln was shot directed that the. President be carried to my room, which was across the street from the Ford theater. Inhaled Lincoln's last breath. 1 was immediately sent for and arrived as they were placing: my beloved friend upon my bed. I remained with him throughout the entire night. His head was resting on my right arm and el bow when be expired. I have pften felt that I What Is believed to be a new^ttofy of Abraham Lincoln Is told In a letter received by President Coolldge from Rev. E. E. TysoiL a Methodist min ister of Atlantic City, N. J. j , At the time of the Civil war Mr. Tyson, then a boy of twelve, fras a messenger boy in the War department. He Is familiar with the old Washing ton of war times, but his Lincoln story concerns an experience of an older brother. The story as told In the letter received by President Coolldge fellows: "Hp (Rev. Mr. Tyson's brother) was seventeen - years old when working at his painter's trade out in Illinois. Having been laid aside from work by a felon on one of his fingers be boarded a train , going to Springfield. As he entered the crowded train with his satchel in one hand, his other ?rm in a sling, a gentleman looking like a farmer, seat ed on a short seat near the water tank, noticed him and said: 1 "'I guess there is room for two on this seat' "Thanking him, my brother sat down beside him. He offered my brother's paper to read, but the latter jsaid : ** Thank you, I am nnrslng a felon on my finger and do not care to read Just now/ "They fell into conversation upon the leading topic of the day, the campaign for the Presidency between Lincoln and Douglas. My brother ex pressed the opinion that 'Abe' would be elected. " 'Why so?' asked the other. work again.' And then he said. 'Good-by.' Bat my brother said, 'Sir, you have been very kind to me, and I would like to know your name before we part.' "'Well, I'm that Abe Lincoln you hive been thinking would be elected. I live down here a short distance; come see me. I have a law office uptown ; drop In when you can, read the papers and make yourself at home.' "Thanking him again, he said, 'I believe you will certainly be elected. Mr. Lincoln.' " The letter goes on to tell how Lincoln met young Tyson at church and took him home to dinner. Upon being mustered out, after three years' serv ice, Tyson met Lincoln on the street In Washing ton. Thereupon Lincoln called him by name, exam ined his war record and again took him home to dinner. Tyson saw Lincoln once more ? In his coffin. Did you know that Lincoln was an inventor? Officials of the department of history of the Smith sonian Institution the other day came across the model of an Invention by Lincoln. It bears the Inbel, "Improvement in method of lifting vessels over shoals. May 22, 1849." This patent was the result of an experience, In 1831, at the beginning of that voyage down the Mississippi which was fated to have an Immense Influence upon his whole life. Lincoln and several of his friends built a flatboat for Denton Offutt at Sanganiontown, which has disappeared from the map of Illinois. The boat was loaded with pork in barrels, corn and hogs for New Orleans. April 19 they reached New Salem, a place destined to be an Important spot In the career of Lincoln. There the boatmen met with an unexpected ob stacle. The boat stuck on the mill-dam of James Itutledge. He was the father of Lincoln's love, Ann Rutledge, whose death nearly drove the fu ture statesman to Insanity. And there the boat hung for a day and a night, with no prospect of release. ' ? Finally, under Lincoln's direction, some of the cargo was transferred to another boat Then the barrels of pork were rolled forward. Still the boat stuck. Then Lincoln got an auger and bored a hole In the bottom of the after part, letting out a lot of water that had leaked In. Then the boat slid over- the dam. Lincoln and his flatboat floated safely down the Sangamon and the Illinois. On the Mississippi they made brief stops at Memphis, Vlcksburg and Natchez. They reached New Orleans early in May. It was then that Lincoln conceived his hatred for slavery? the only thing he ever did hate ? that played so Important a part In his career. As one of his companions said, "Slavery ran the Iron Into him then and there." It was a slave auction that most excited his anger. Lincoln, so the story goes, bade his companions follow him, saying: "Boys, let's get away from this. If I get a chance to hit that thing, I'll hit It hard." Remember that Lincoln's election to the Pres idency hinged on his deliberate question to Doug las in the historic "Freeport Debates" of 1858: "Can the people of a United States territory, in any lawful way, against the wish of any dtisen of the United States, exclude slavery from Its limits prior to the formation of a state constitn Douglas answered "Yes" and won the senatoi ship. And two years later Douglas lost the Pres idency, Just as Lincoln had foreseen and predicted. ' Lincoln made no blunders regarding slavery. He saw that through the Union only could it b? abolished. And January l, 1863, when the tih? was ripe, he signed the Emancipation Proclam* i tion. I New Idea Is Tractor That Walks Like Man A full-sized tractor that walks has been Invented by a Moravian. Instead of rear wheels, the vehicle Is equipped with a pair of legs and moves either forward or backward. In front are two wheels that are used for steering piir po*es. The car travels at the speed of a galloping horse, but It can be made to go faster by Increasing the length of the legs, says Popular Science loothly. Like other type* of wheel less cars, the new vehicle Is mainly Intended for traction on ptherwlse Im practicable ground, especially for agri cultural purposes. While a wheel drive has to deal with all obstacles found on the ground, the walking drive only strikes about 20 per cent of those ac tually existing. It also will draw a plow with three blades fitted with run ners, so a* to pass over the most im practicable ground- The mechanical InCfiw^iL legs move quite as smoothly as those of a living animal and readily pass any obstacle that^s encountered. Recently a German Inventor pro duced a walking automobile. Instead of wheels, this queer vehicle has four legs, which propel It over all kinds of places inaccessible to the ordinary car. It is run by a motor. High'CaHbmred Gun The editor of a Kansas paper states that he borrowed a Winchester rifle recently, and started up the street to deliver the weapon to Its owner. Thi delinquent subscribers got it Into tjieir heads that he was on the war path and everyone he met insisted on paying what he owed him. One man wiped out a debt of 10 years' standing. On his return to his office he fonnd a load of hay, 15 bushels of corn, 10 bushels of apples, 22 bnahels of pota toes, a cord of wood and a -barrel of turnips that had been brought in. All the country editors are now trying to borrow Winchesters.? Publishers' Re view. Parents Return From the Cemetery to Find Him Alive. Atlanta, Ga.? A freckled-faced boy, whose cheeks are streaked with perspi rution, or maybe It Is tears, stands In the center of a throng- tof mourners who have just returned from laying his body to rest In the family plot. He wears a pleading expression, as If attending one's own funeral on foot was something to be forgiven for. Directly In front of the lad stand* bis father, a big man In somber black ; near Is a woman who has lifted her mourning veil and is gazing at the 'boy's drooping shoulders out of eyes ir. which hope and fear are mingled. An aged man placed a trembling, ques tioning hand on the boy's arm. A sec ond of tense silence and then the fa ther speaks : ? "Johnnie, where the devil have you been?" That's exactly what he asked, even if the soil from the newly made grave for "Johnnie" still clung to his shoes. John W. Hinton Is a lad of fifteen. But, despite his youth, he has seen that which millions of men have failed to see ? he has watched his own, fu neral train on its way to 'he grave. And having been an onlooker at the last dread rites solemnized in his own honor, John is none the worse for one of the most singular experiences that ever befell a human being; one that Is still talked of and marveled at in At lanta, Ga., where John lives. ? How It Happened. How Johnnie Hinton cume to be mourned for dead hy his family and friends as the resuU of a marvelous physical similarity -and of anothet boy's desire to promote a trivial love affair; how he was supposed to have been the central figure at qp elaborate funeral, and how he "came back to life" involves a weird combination of coincidence*. > Thfs strange case of mistaken Iden tity is an actual e^nt in the lives of Mr. and Mrs. William H. Hinton of 115 Pulliam street, Atlanta, and their error was shared by no fewer than 300 relatives and playmates who knew John Hinton intiinntely, but who fell victim to the amazing physical similar ity. A short time ago young Hinton dis appeared from his home In Atlanta. In view of the fact that on formed oc casions he had left home for short visits to relatives without giving no tice of his departure, his parents at firsts entertained ^?o anxiety over bis absjence. But as days w*nt by and no news was received from him, Mr. and Mrs. Hinton grew, apprehensive and ap pealed to the Atlanta police. i The, search had been on for two or three days when authorities at C^r tersville, Ga., telegraphed that a boy who answered to the description of young Illnton had been killed by a train near that city. In the same acci dent a youthful companion of the slain boy had been Injured. Mr. and Mrs. Hinton and Mrs. Hln ton's father, J. C. Cox, made a flying trip to the scene of the accident. They were conducted to the morgue, where lay the body. The shrouding sheet was removed from the form of the youth, and th? mother, the father and the grandfather gazed in an agony of anticipation. "It's Johnnie," whispered Mrs. Hin ton at the first glance, and tender hands supported her us she poured out hef grief. "My son, my son," was ail that the father said, but the few words carried u bitter load of sorrow and the tall man's body tfas convulsed with rack ing sobs. Grandfather Cox at* first thought there might be a mistake, but even he was convinced when a scar similar to one on Johnny's forehead was noted. He gavg up arguing that they should wait until the other boy Injured In the accident was able to talk more. This lad had said the dead boy was a stran ger he had met a day or so before. " The funeral was arranged to take placejn the Hinton burial ground near Bogart, Ga., and there the body was taken by the mourning family and frlenda A hearse awaited the body at Bo gart, and as It started on its Journey to the cemetery, Johnny arrived, but too late to overtake It . He ha<J left home to visit a cousin who lived 20 miles from Bogart in a rural community, intending* to be gone two or three days. But he found his surroundings unusually pleasant and had lingered without notifying his parents of his whereabouts. No newspapers came to the house, and he and his cousin's family were ignorant of the search that was being prosecuted for him and of the mis taken Identification of the dead boy NORTH AMERICAN BEASTS WERE KILLED BY BLIGHT . ? ? Urfoain Ledoux, better known as "Mr. Zero," is helping the jobless men of New York again, feeding them free and finding sleeping quarters for some of them in the Cump Memorial Congregational church. l Jobless Sleep in Church Pews Professor Stauffer Refusal to Balleva That Prehistoric Mammotha Died of Natural Causes. Minneapolis, Minn. ? Mammoths and mastodons, numbering thousands, which once rosined the western plains of 'America, .penetrating to .Alaska I and as far east as New. York, died ' under the blight' of some mystferlous power of nature, something that the -science of man has not yet been able . to discover, according to Prof. Clin ton R. Stauffer, geologist at the Uni versity of Minnesota. Not only the elephants of North America, but the horse and the fierce saber-toothed tiger, his early contem poraries, died and vanished in a way that has not been explained. luree natural assumptions, that they died because of climatic changes; that their proper food vanlahed, ^or that man slew them must all be aban doned, Doctor Stauffer declarea. "At least some of these creatures lived into post-glacial times when the cllmhte was much what it is now, and all could stand temperatures even colder than those of the modern age," says Doctor Stauffer. In the stomach of a mammpth found frozen in Si beria, where be had died, was u meal of vegetation such aa still grows. He was the sa me type of animal that lived In North America. "Primitive man lived when these creatures did, but wit" i his small num bers and >crude weapons, he stood aa much in danger of them as they did of him. He *dld not slaughter them as h)s successors did the bison. "The. only modern parallel for such a disappearance In North America is that o? the passenger pigeons. Man slaughtered these by the million, but it has never been established that thla The further \ tor, the hotter i and this is the Brooklyn, N. V at Palm Beech, - u: !? !K !!.(_? ?? "1 jl' I .. ? ? in Carterisville. Hi.* \ v of the true Ktat*- . .f ,.rs^ another cousin v !,,, ^ came to the t > a punts with the sa<i fate "f v? ton. Starts Wad R,tje Informed that hi* funer*. -,y uled at Bogart within a . boy commandeered a veiM-i<. ed on a mad ride <?\.r ^ roads In the hope that !.e rive in lime to hall tin- ..u,,,* in this he was d.sa; lie drove down the i;>t i?n>:, the little town lie saw ti> ?? at the station and witnes^ ? funeral train move suleiuniy v the burial grounds. Thus It happened that r. and Mrs. Ilinton were consip the grave what they iH.Kej the body of their plain ; ? alive and well? impatiently i their return to t lie Matii.n; travel-stained and intensely over the realization that iuxi ? his family were suffering ru'< at thought that they were bur; body. The frupresshe services r: at the graveside, Mr. nn<] i!r>. and Mr. Coi drove slowly a: back to the station to catch to Atlanta. Bowed with the k their grief, they reached the and starteji to dismount? Back F rom the Dead. I When there standing m tfc t>f their automobile they mi i son ? the boy whom they thoug'-i! ?had only a few moments before signed to the toiub. Imagine the scene that ensued The frightened central figure : recent funeral wasn't able to ra how such a set of circuinstaiw he had just experienced mi^M r ly be decreed by fate, but mata himself with loudly protesting the veracity of his claims to ex: ? were not of a nature to be quesra Horace Slngletary, tl^ youth, had recovered, and unde'C tlonlng revealed why he h! cleared up the mystery earlier The J>oy who was killed ?ai lis Harris,, his chum. an. I the ;-a* run away to see the world. tary was In love with Harris's and after the accident he- was i! he would be, blamed for the M runaway and consequently wcK "queered" with Miss Harris. Sf kept quiet, hoping that the aS In ldenyty would never be knoit Johnny blasted his hopes by back from the dead." carnage alone caused their Cat tlnctlon." .Doctor Stauffer Inclines to ?'* lief that a pestilence caused Uf ' appearance of the mammoth, ti#1 horse, although he sees do reus*1 all should have succumbed to disease, nor does he think tW passed at the same time. Bu* did all live at the same time vanished, possibly 100, imu J*1 \ The horse alone repopulattfP'" North America after esrjp# ^ Spanish Invaders In th> tury. He 'then proceeded t? ^ greatly. Since last summer when thf Cir ery of several Jefferson iun In Minnesota was reported ''J ^ gists, the number has inert*** thirty. Formerly only nhout b* ' 1 number had been known In ^ sota. T Certainly Not Hyg'?nl? A quaint, but rattier unlo-'^ \J torn among Russian p??iis.i"'8 ' ' t*ay of salutation ? one ot lips and three on eacl> clit't'k > Submarine Fast on a Sandbar Near Cape Cod United StHtes submarine S-09 hard aground on ^ sand bar near Cape Cod, with the United States mi 1 ! 8rrtl Acushnet standing by. Repeated efforts to pull the undersea vessel off the bar were made In vain * : ? t y Work was resumed recently In a. All judges and barristers are re- j When a plant sleeps ! ! ' . | British gold mine after ? lapse of f erred to In British court* as droop and lie closer toget ? , 1?7U0 years, v i
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