Three Indians of
the Pottawatomies called to-day upon their great father. . . . The President
amused them greatly by airing the two or three Indian words he knew. I was
amused by his awkward efforts to make himself understood by speaking bad
English: e. g. — Where live now? When go back Iowa?
Frederick Hassaurek
and I dined together. He seems stung by the inaction which his lameness,
besides his foreign duties, imposes upon him. He evidently chafes with generous
emulation of the coming glories of Schurz in the field. He is a delicate-souled
and thoughtful genius, but has not the vigor and animal arrogance that help Schurz
bully his way through life. H will probably indulge his bent for literature in
the high solitude of Quito. He intimated a course of articles in the Atlantic
and an ultimate book.
Coming home from
the theatre I met Blair, Schurz and Fox coming out of the audience chamber.
Going in, I saw the great map of Virginia, newly hung, and fronted by conscious-looking
chairs. The air is full of ghastly promises for Maryland and Virginia.
Meanwhile the north is growing impatient. Correspondents talk impertinently,
and the N. Y. Times advises the immediate resignation of the Cabinet,
and warns the President that he will be superseded. . . .
SOURCES: Clara B. Hay, Letters of John Hay and Extracts from Diary, Volume 1, p. 27-8; Tyler Dennett, Editor, Lincoln and the Civil War in the Diaries and Letters of John Hay, p. 14-5;
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