No One Is Loved As Much As

Tell Me, How Can I Live Without My Husband Any Longer? This Is My First Awakening Thought Each Morning, And As I Watch The Waves Of The Turbulent Lake Under Our Windows I Sometimes Feel I Should Like To Go Under Them.

Mr. Lincoln's Maxim And Philosophy Were: 'what Is To Be, Will Be, And No Prayers Of Ours Can Arrest The Decree.' He Never Joined Any Church. He Was A Religious Man Always, I Think, But Was Not A Technical Christian.

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

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.

Clouds And Darkness Surround Us, Yet Heaven Is Just, And The Day Of Triumph Will Surely Come, When Justice And Truth Will Be Vindicated. Our Wrongs Will Be Made Right, And We Will Once More Taste The Blessings Of Freedom