Showing posts with label Lincoln. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lincoln. Show all posts

Saturday, September 26, 2026

Diary of Horatio Nelson Taft, Wednesday, February 13, 1861

The Presidential votes were counted in Congress today without any disturbance which had been heretofore anticipated, but Genl Scott had all things ready. The Dragoons & Flying Artillery men were standing by their horses all accoutered, ready to mount at a moments warning. The Prest Elect is now on his way to the Capital. I was at the Hotels this evening. Nothing of importance stirring. Saw Mr Lighthall and Mr Lowe of NY at National. Miss Douglass called at my office today and invited myself and wife to a Musical entertainment at her School Rooms tomorrow night. Have read the NY Times an hour, to bed at 12.

SOURCE: Horatio Nelson Taft, The Diary of Horatio Nelson Taft, 1861-1865. Volume 1, January 1,1861-April 11, 1862, Library of Congress, Manuscript Division, Washington D. C., image 18.

Diary of Horatio Nelson Taft, Tuesday, February 19, 1861

Rather a cold day. M. just below freezing with cold wind. Nothing in particular now attracts public attention. Mr Lincoln is slowly moveing towards the Capital and is expected here on saturday next. The Inaugural Speech of Jefferson Davis, President of the “Confederate States,” was published here today. The Peace Convention get on but slowly and not very harmoniously. I was at the office all day, had a good many calls. Was down at “Willards.” Saw W VanMaster, H B Stanton, Mr Butterfield & others, bot a “Times” and read aloud an hour to wife.

SOURCE: Horatio Nelson Taft, The Diary of Horatio Nelson Taft, 1861-1865. Volume 1, January 1,1861-April 11, 1862, Library of Congress, Manuscript Division, Washington D. C., image 20.

Diary of Horatio Nelson Taft, Saturday, February 23, 1861

Another pleasant morning but rainy towards night. I had numerous calls today in the office from NY friends and two or three letters requesting me to attend to business for the writers. Mr Lincoln arrived today by the morning train direct from Harrisburg without stopping in Baltimore. It is said that a dispatch was sent him from here to come immediately. He is here at Willards and seeing his friends at his room. The Hotel seemed jamed full tonight. I went to market with the black “chattel” behind me, a feat on her part which seems to satisfy her ambition entirely.

SOURCE: Horatio Nelson Taft, The Diary of Horatio Nelson Taft, 1861-1865. Volume 1, January 1,1861-April 11, 1862, Library of Congress, Manuscript Division, Washington D. C., image 21.

Diary of Horatio Nelson Taft, Sunday, February 24, 1861

A very windy day and rather cool but not freezing. The mud is drying up in the streets. The Lincolns are all here and it is understood that satisfactory terms have been agreed upon for a settlement of the difficulties as far as the North and the border Slave states are concerned. There is a week (at least) of excitement in prospect in view of the Inauguration on the 4th. No Trouble is now apprehended then. Mr Lincoln did not stand upon his dignity yesterday but called upon the Prest, Genl Cass, and the Cabinet who returned his in evening at Willards. There is a full moon and it is very pleasant out tonight.

SOURCE: Horatio Nelson Taft, The Diary of Horatio Nelson Taft, 1861-1865. Volume 1, January 1,1861-April 11, 1862, Library of Congress, Manuscript Division, Washington D. C., image 22.

Friday, September 25, 2026

Diary of Horatio Nelson Taft, Monday, February 25, 1861

It has been a delightful day and the streets are nearly dry. Nothing in particular has occured in the City. Everything moves along as usual only there is getting to be a great crowd here. Called tonight with my wife on Mrs & Miss Butterfield at Willards Hotel. Mr & Mrs Lincoln were holding a Levee in their parlors and we went up and were introduced. Mrs L in one room and Mr L in an adjoining room. They are both quite ordinary looking people. I hope He is equal to the crises. To my Mind, appearances do not favor the conclusion that he is. A brilliant assembly at the Hotel, staid there two hours.

SOURCE: Horatio Nelson Taft, The Diary of Horatio Nelson Taft, 1861-1865. Volume 1, January 1,1861-April 11, 1862, Library of Congress, Manuscript Division, Washington D. C., image 22.

Wednesday, September 23, 2026

Review: Three Roads to Gettysburg

Three Roads to Gettysburg: Meade, Lee, Lincoln, and theBattle That Changed the War, the Speech That Changed the Nation

By Tim McGrath

It is estimated that between 60,000 and 100,000 books related to the American Civil War have been published since 1865, with approximately 30,000 devoted to the Gettysburg Campaign and Battle of Gettysburg. Depending on which estimates one accepts, that means that somewhere between 30 and 50 percent of the enormous literature of the Civil War has focused, at least in part, on Gettysburg. With numbers like these, one might reasonably ask: Is there really a need for another book about Gettysburg?

Tim McGrath’s Three Roads to Gettysburg provides a compelling answer to that question—not by uncovering some previously unknown story of the battle, but by finding a different way to tell a familiar one.

Many people, justly or unjustly, point to Gettysburg as the turning point of the Civil War. But how did the war arrive at that pivotal moment? The events of July 1–3, 1863, did not occur in isolation. They were the product of years of political, military, and personal developments involving thousands of individuals. A comprehensive accounting of all the events and personalities that laid the foundation for Gettysburg would be virtually impossible in a single volume. McGrath simplifies that daunting task by selecting three men whose lives and decisions became intimately connected with the battle and its aftermath: Union Major General George Gordon Meade, Confederate General Robert E. Lee, and President Abraham Lincoln.

These three "roads" form the structure of McGrath’s narrative. He follows Meade, Lee, and Lincoln from their early lives through the events that ultimately brought two of them together on the Gettysburg battlefield and placed the third in the position of interpreting the battle's meaning for a divided nation. Along the way, McGrath demonstrates how seemingly separate lives can gradually converge at a single moment in history.

For Meade and Lee, McGrath begins with their early years and education at West Point, follows their military assignments and service during the Mexican-American War, and then traces their careers through the turbulent 1850s and the outbreak of the Civil War. Their military careers unfold against the growing sectional crisis and, eventually, the war itself. The two men ultimately find themselves commanding opposing armies on the fields around Gettysburg.

Lincoln’s road is different, but equally important. McGrath follows him from his humble beginnings near Hodgenville, Kentucky, and his formative years in Indiana, through his experiences in New Orleans and New Salem, Illinois, and into Illinois politics and the United States Congress. From these modest beginnings, Lincoln eventually reaches the presidency at the moment when the nation is torn apart by civil war. His road to Gettysburg culminates not as a battlefield commander but as the nation's chief executive and, ultimately, as the author of the Gettysburg Address.

McGrath’s narrative is essentially linear, alternating among his three principal subjects and giving each his turn as their lives move through the twists and turns of history. This approach allows the reader to watch the three roads gradually converge on the small Pennsylvania town of Gettysburg. The contrast between the scale of the events and the size of the town is striking. Approximately 160,000 soldiers would eventually participate in the battle, while Gettysburg itself was home to only about 2,400 people.

Once the armies arrive at Gettysburg, however, the limitations of a three-man biography become apparent. The lives of Meade and Lee alone cannot provide everything necessary to explain the complicated events of July 1–3, 1863. McGrath therefore expands his narrative, introducing the experiences and perspectives of numerous other participants. This allows him to move beyond the three principal biographies and provide the reader with a broader understanding of the battle itself.

The approach works particularly well for readers who may know the broad outlines of Gettysburg but lack a detailed understanding of how the battle unfolded. Rather than becoming overwhelmed by the enormous cast of characters associated with Gettysburg, the reader is given three central figures through whom the larger story can be understood.

The book does not end with the Confederate retreat from Gettysburg. Its final chapters turn to Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address and then provide a broad overview of the remaining two years of the war, from Gettysburg through Lee’s surrender at Appomattox Court House. McGrath follows Lee into the postwar years and his presidency of what became Washington and Lee University, examines Lincoln’s assassination, revisits the postwar relationship between Meade and Major General Daniel E. Sickles, and concludes with the deaths of Lee and Meade.

This structure reinforces one of the book's central themes: Gettysburg was not an isolated event but a moment in the lives of three men whose stories continued long after the guns fell silent. The battle itself occupies only a few days, but the roads that brought Meade, Lee, and Lincoln there—and the consequences of what happened there—extend across decades.

So, to return to the original question: Is there really a need for another book about Gettysburg?

This is not a book written for scholars of the American Civil War or specialists in the Gettysburg Campaign. Nor does it attempt to replace the numerous detailed studies that have examined the battle from virtually every conceivable angle. It was not designed to do so. McGrath’s intended audience is the general reader of history with an interest in the Civil War, particularly those with limited knowledge of the war and Gettysburg, as well as readers looking for an accessible refresher on one of the most studied battles in American history.

For that audience, Three Roads to Gettysburg offers a distinctive approach. It is a well-researched and accessible narrative presented as a single-volume triple biography. Rather than asking the reader to absorb the enormous cast of characters and events surrounding Gettysburg all at once, McGrath uses the lives of Meade, Lee, and Lincoln as three guideposts through the complicated history that led to the battle and its aftermath.

There will almost certainly always be new books about Gettysburg. Some will be massive, highly detailed studies devoted to the minutiae of the campaign, the battlefield, individual units, commanders, soldiers, civilians, or particular moments of the fighting. Others, like Three Roads to Gettysburg, will provide broader narratives for readers who are new to the subject or simply want to revisit the story without wading through hundreds of pages of specialized scholarship.

And perhaps that is the best answer to the question of whether another Gettysburg book is necessary. There is always room for another telling of an important story when it finds a new audience or presents that story in an accessible way. Gettysburg has been studied for more than 160 years, yet each generation produces new readers encountering the Civil War for the first time. For those readers, the story still needs to be told—and McGrath has chosen three remarkable roads by which to tell it.

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Diary of Henry Greville, Monday, March 17, 1862

The Queen laid the first stone of the Mausoleum in Frogmore Gardens on Saturday. In this receptacle Prince Albert's remains and her own are ultimately to be deposited. The whole Household in Waiting attended the ceremony, and all those who had been in any way connected with the Prince, such as the bailiffs of Osborne and Balmoral, were summoned. Sydney tells me this Mausoleum had been determined upon before the Prince's death. I think these German fancies are much to be regretted, as keeping up a morbid and artificial sort of grief which in the case of the Queen will be of considerable inconvenience. She has visited the tomb and strewn flowers over the coffin, with which also the bed in which the Prince died is decked, and which she and the Royal children constantly renew, and his rooms are left exactly in the state they were in at the moment of his death.

A letter from Fanny Kemble, begun at Philadelphia and finished at Washington, received this morning, says: “The war seems to be approaching a crisis. The Northern troops are gradually surrounding the Southern forces, and there have been some very important advantages gained by the Federal Army, which indicate, I think, a termination, by no means remote, of the contest. A very important entrenched camp called Fort Donnelson, in Tennessee, which commands the entrance into the heart of the Southern country, and the approach to Nashville (a place of great importance), have just been taken by the Northern troops. They have also invested the city of Savannah, and the news of its surrender is hourly expected. In short, I think the clouds are bursting, and very decided daylight approaching. The end of the Civil War will leave the Government burthened with questions of infinite difficulty to deal with, but it will have been worth two good results to the American Nation. The theory of State Rights and the practice of slavery have both, I think, received their death-blow, and the efforts and sacrifices which the Northern States have made with such extraordinary energy and devotion will enhance for many a long year the value of the Union in the hearts and minds of the people. I arrived here yesterday (Washington); the whole road from Philadelphia to this place is a string of camps and military stations, sometimes only a small cluster of tents peering from the banks on the railroad track. The weather has been frightful, and the melting of the snow and the coming up of the frost out of the ground have left the surface of it one mud-bed, and the poor soldiers looked forlorn enough in their plank houses, which seemed but sorry shelter for such a season. They had huge wood fires blazing at all their posts, however, which, as evening came on, looked very picturesque. Wherever the train stopped, eager requests were made by the soldiers who crowded round it for newspapers, which the passengers gave them.

I bestowed a ‘Times’ on them. I did not think the American news would edify them much, but thought they might be the better for reading the history of the Hartley Colliery catastrophe. You cannot imagine how strange all this sudden apparition of warlike life is here, where till within the last year such a thing as a real soldier was never seen! President Lincoln has made a suggestion that pecuniary compensation should be offered to any State which will abolish slavery. This has made a great sensation in America, but is here considered quite impracticable and as a bait to the Border States to return to their allegiance to the Union.”

SOURCE: Alice Countess of Stratford, Leaves from the Diary of Henry Greville: 1861-1872, pp. 30-2

Thursday, September 10, 2026

Diary of 2nd Lieutenant John S. Morgan, Sunday, April 23, 1865

Inspection at 9. A. M. Lt Hook comes to the Regt with the sad intiligence of the Assassination of President Lincoln & Sec Seward which is published in the Mobile paper. The news quickly spreads & groups of men can be seen all arond talking in low tones with a look of sadness never worn by them before, at 10, a. m the Div Brass Band plays the "dead march" & is followed by the bands of Regts in order. It is truly a solemn day & the boys one & all vow to take vengance in Southern blood, many who favored peace this morning now favor utter extermination; about noon we are greeted with the arrival of Luit Sharman looking like altogether a different man from the Luit Sharman we left at Little Rock the 14 of Feb he brings an extra which states that it is thought Seward is not mortally wounded & hopes of his recovery is enertained, he spent the night last night with Capt Lacy & reports that Genl Steeles Corps proceeded up the Alabama river this morning, embarked on 15 transports escorted by a fleet of gun boats, says a very fine Gulf steamer was blown up in the channel in the Bay by a torpedo of which there remain some yet. Luit Seevers s detailed to proceed to New Orleans to bring up our Books & Records. Weather cool.

SOURCE: “Diary of John S. Morgan, Company G, Thirty-Third Iowa Infantry,” Annals of Iowa, Vol. XIII, No. 8, Third Series, Des Moines, April 1923, pp. 594-5

Saturday, September 5, 2026

Diary of Private Seth J. Wells, March 10, 1863

Cold, rainy and disagreeable. We paid old Sampson off and let him go. We still have our house and cook in it, and are living very well at present. We draw crackers two-fifths of the time, and flour the remainder. We use cistern water altogether. The spirits of the troops are higher than they have been in six months. If old Abe would only call back a portion of the first volunteers they could soon annihilate the enemy.

SOURCE: Seth James Wells, The Siege of Vicksburg: From the Diary of Seth J. Wells, Including Weeks of Preparation and of Occupation After the Surrender, pp. 43-4

Diary of Private Seth J. Wells, Thursday, March 19, 1863

Cloudy, looks like rain. Cleaning up and ditching our camp was the order of the day. I was on the detail to dig a ditch on each side of the camp. The banks of the ditch are slowly washing back. It is now about one hundred and fifty feet at the first levee, and two hundred at the second. Water is slowly rising in both the ditch and the lake. The President has given deserters until April to report at a certain depot. Co. K expects about four back.

SOURCE: Seth James Wells, The Siege of Vicksburg: From the Diary of Seth J. Wells, Including Weeks of Preparation and of Occupation After the Surrender, p. 46

Monday, August 17, 2026

Alfred Hyde to Abraham Lincoln, March 25, 1858

Alton Mch 25th/58
Abram Lincoln
Springfield

Dear Sir allow me to call your attention back to the 4th of last March & also to the conversation that took place between Your Honor & myself, then a prisoner on the cars from Chicago, for being concerned in the American Exchenge Bank of Georgetown D. C. I write this to you with refferance to engageing you to obtain a pardon for me I was sentenced for 4 years, But I did not have a fair trial nor was I allowed time to get my witnesses, I was indited for haveing ficticious Money, But it was not such thare was such a Bank; & no one ever lost a dollar by it. The Mayor of the City of Georgetown D. C. will satisfy you as to that (the then Mayor)/56

further I had nothing to do with the concern, & more I am not a Villian nor a rascall, have always been in Mercantile buisiness & will refur you to Hon D. S. Dickinson, of Binghamton Judson Smith Esq same place Wm Ross Wallace N. York City Ex Governrr Wm Wood of Cleveland Ohio, & Wm H Seward — for as to my pased life for 10 years— In Chicago to Hanson Abbot G. W. Gage Jencks & Beers & Capt. A. Pellittere, I am here innocent. Now what will you ask to obtain a pardon for me, cash upon my freedom, & it put in Bank before subject to my Pardon, Wm Rutherford & S A. Buckmaster I am told will give me a fair Bill of conduct since here 13 months, James C Brayman has advised me to write you, he works beside me— My Brother Alvin of Brookfield Mass will pay the fee that we may agree upon.—

I write this & send it (Sub Rosa) & you I hope will be so kind as answer it at once & let me know your views & then I will get permission to write you in full — you will need only to go to Chicago once & send here to Mr Rutherford Agent— I am anxious to be out as I am loosing money & time. You can write me without saying you received this letter by evading it & say you have heard from me, Pleas write me at once & I will answer fully & be much obliged to you — while I remain here yours

Most Gratefully
Alfred. Hyde
To Hon A Lincoln
Springfield Ill

Please direct care of Mr S A Buckmaster

SOURCE: Lincoln, Abraham. Abraham Lincoln papers: Series 1. General Correspondence. 1833 to 1916: Alfred Hyde to Abraham Lincoln, Thursday,Legal. 1858. Manuscript/Mixed Material. https://www.loc.gov/item/mal0074200/.

Abraham Lincoln to Daniel S. Dickinson, August 3, 1858

SPRINGFIELD, Ill., August 3, 1858.

SIR—In March, 1857, I saw upon the railroad train, being taken from Chicago to Alton to the Penitentiary there, a man of gentlemanly appearance by the name of [Alfred Hyde]. He accosted me, and conversed some as to the chance of obtaining a pardon. A year after, he addressed me the enclosed letter from the prison. You see he mentions your name. Do you really know him? If our Governor could learn that he has been respectable and is of respectable connections, perhaps he would pardon him. Please answer.

Pardon the liberty I take in addressing you. Several years ago, I knew you slightly at Washington.

Your obedient servant,
A. LINCOLN.

SOURCES: John R. Dickinson, Editor, Speeches, Correspondence, Etc., of the Late Daniel S. Dickinson of New York, Vol. 2, pp. 513; for the name of the inmate see Daniel S. Dickinson to Abraham Lincoln, August 9, 1858.

Daniel S. Dickinson to Abraham Lincoln, August 9, 1858

Binghamton
Aug. 9, 1858
Dear Sir

Your favor of the 3d with enclosure of Mr Alfred Hyde toyou, has just been recd. Hyde was here and in business, a few years, and I know him, not intimately, but as I know men of that class who are here for two or three years. He consulted me as counsel, on one or two occasions, & I conducted some business being against him. He came here from Boston as I understood, where it is said he was well brought up & respectably active in domestic & business relations. His intercourse with me was always frank & honorable. He was connected here in a mercantile establishment, and was one of a good many free trade speculators and as it was speculating [?] their dealings were pretty miscellaneous, but I saw nothing in Hydes course but that he was as good as the average. His establishment here failed badly, as it was natural it should, and he was a good deal censured in connection with it, but I not not [sic] know that he was more censured that [??ings], [???liss] dealers generally are.

This is all I know of him personally. he went west and the stories circulated concerning him there, and among them his booking &c, were not creditable, but I know nothing of their truth He is said to have married respectably in Cleveland

Sincerely Yours
D. S. Dickinson
Hon. A. Lincoln

SOURCE: Lincoln, Abraham. Abraham Lincoln papers: Series 1. General Correspondence. 1833 to 1916: Daniel S. Dickinson to Abraham Lincoln, Monday,Legal. August 9, 1858. Manuscript/Mixed Material. https://www.loc.gov/resource/mal.0119100/.

Tuesday, July 28, 2026

Private William O. Gulick to his sisters, September 29, 1861

Camp Warren, Ia. Sept. 29th/61
Ia Cavalry            
Dear Sisters1

I received your kind letter yesterday morning but as I did not have time to answer it then I waited untill now. My time is limited, for I am standing guard and just came off, will have to go on again at one oclock, we stand two hours on, and about four off, for twenty-four hours. It commenced last night to rain and has continued to rain ever since and prospects for a wet time all through my time of Guard, But I am well provided for as we have our uniform the clothing for the whole Regiment came Sept. 20th. We have one heavy pair Pantaloons and the promise of another soon, a very heavy Overcoat with cape a Fighting Jacket trimmed with orange a blue sack coat for a fatigue dress a pair of Boots, pair of shoes, and a hat something like Isaac's We have three Blankets one for our horse. The Whole Regiment is Ordered to go to St. Louis and to go by Squadrons one each day commencing tomorrow (Monday) Our Squadron will be the last so we will remain here yet six days unless further orders We expect to get the remainder of our horses by Wednesday, We have now about 30 horses and saddles. I forgot to tell you all of our clothing we got Shirts two pair drawers, two pair Socks a canteen, and all the little necessaries we wanted. I cannot carry all my clothing so I will send my things that I need least, in a box with some others to Clinton I shall have them in a bundle directed to Low Moor, I shall write to the rest of the family in a few days I got a pass yesterday to go down town but as the Colonel2 wanted all should appear on grond parad [sic] I could not go to have my likeness taken but as soon as I can get my pass I will have it taken and send it in my next letter. You will probably hear from Isaac soon for he will write as soon as he gets to St. Louis and he starts Tuesday

I was glad to hear that you were all geting along so well I am as well as can be and like soldiering better evry day I tell you it is fine cooking and eating out doors such days as this I have just pertaken of an apple dumpling I bought it for my dinner and thank fortune I have change but many have not, Peter Barr3 has lost his pocket Book with over Fifty dollars he says if Wagner4 has not payed that little sum he ows him to his brother he would like to have him send it to him, he says direct or send it in one of my letters The sum is $3.60 I believe. It is now time for me to go on guard and I have always been prompt excuse me from writing more this time and I will write soon and more give my love to all my friends tell them I like to get letters, direct care of Capt.5 to Camp Warren as you have heretofore and my letters will be forwarded on to me if I am gone

Your Brother
W. O. Gulick
_______________

1 William Gulick had four sisters, all older than himself: Lorette Schuyler, Sarah Jane Wagner, Emma V. Harris, and Cynthia Jones.

2 Colonel Fitz Henry Warren, of the First Iowa Cavalry Volunteers, rose to the rank of brevet major general before the close of the war. A native of Massachusetts, he had moved to Burlington, Iowa, in 1844. In 1849 President Taylor appointed him Assistant Postmaster General. He made an excellent record in this position, but resigned it in indignation when Millard Fillmore signed the Fugitive Slave Law. In the campaign of 1860 he employed his eloquent oratorical powers in behalf of Abraham Lincoln. When war broke out he left the associate editorship of the New York Tribune, where he had made a reputation as one of the ablest journalists in the United States, to serve his country in the field. In later years he was frequently active in Iowa politics.

3 Peter Barr, of Company M, came (like Gulick) from the Low Moor neighborhood and seems to have been a close friend of Gulick's, as he is mentioned a number of times in these letters. At the time of his discharge for disability at Clinton, Missouri, on June 24, 1862, he held the rank of corporal.

4 Richard Wagner, of Low Moor, married Sarah Jane Gulick.

5 By the "Capt." is meant William H. Ankeny, Captain of Company M.

SOURCE: Benjamin F. Shambaugh, The Iowa Journal of History and Politics, vol. 28 (1930), pp. 204-6.

Friday, July 10, 2026

Diary of George Templeton Strong, September 13, 1860

Dined at New York Club with Charles E. Strong and Henry Fearing. Thereafter we inspected the grand procession of the “Wide-Awakes,” a new notable club organization of the Republicans. It extends through these Northern states, is semi-military, and is intended (as people say) to keep order at Lincoln's inauguration (he will certainly be elected) in case Governor Wise and Mr. Yancey and other foolish Southern demagogues try to make a disturbance. This procession, which we watched in Astor Place and the Bowery, was imposing and splendid. The clubs marched in good order, each man with his torch or lamp of kerosene oil on a pole, with a flag below the light; and the line was further illuminated by the most lavish pyrotechnics. Every file had its rockets and its Roman candles, and the procession moved along under a galaxy of fire balls—white, red, and green. I have never seen so beautiful a spectacle on any political turnout.

SOURCE: Allan Nevins and Milton Halset Thomas, Editors, Diary of George Templeton Strong, Vol. 3, p. 41

Diary of George Templeton Strong, September 14, 1860

Went with George Anthon and Walter Cutting to the opera. Heard three acts of Martha in the Cutting box. Patti and Brignoli did fairly. House full, but strangers mostly. Music is pretty, but not very strong.

Last night’s Republican turnout is the town talk. Everyone speaks of the good order and the earnest aspect of the “Wide-Awakes,” and likens this to the “Tippecanoe and Tyler too” gatherings of 1840. Certainly, all the vigor and enthusiasm of this campaign are thus far confined to the Republicans. Their adversaries are disorganized, divided, and discouraged. In this state, there is a fusion (worse confounded) of the Union Party (Bell and Everett) with the Squatter Sovereignty Democrats (Douglas and Johnson), and a sort of feebly coherent composite electoral ticket. . . . They are trying to coalesce with the Breckinridge people so as to include in one ticket all the anti-Lincoln elements. But that seems as yet beyond the powers of political synthesis.

So we have three parties in this state, videlicet:

1. “Honest Abe” Lincoln’s party.

2. The Fusionists, whose ticket is twenty-five Douglas and Johnson, and ten Bell and Everett, and who are engineered by Washington Hunt and the New York Express and patronized as well-meaning people, but soon to fail, by die New York Herald.

3. Breckinridge and Lane’s party, consisting mainly of federal office-holders.

4. No. 4, "Sham” Houston’s party, has dissolved, that hero having magnanimously withdrawn.

I don’t know clearly on which side to count myself in. I’ve a leaning toward the Republicans. But I shall be sorry to see Seward and Thurlow Weed with their tail of profligate lobby men promoted from Albany to Washington. I do not like the tone of the Republican papers and party in regard to the John Brown business of last fall, and I do not think rail-splitting in early life a guarantee of fitness for the presidency.

I could vote for Bell and Mr. Orator Everett. But I can’t support them in their partnership with Douglas, the little giant, for I hold the little giant to be a mere demagogue. As to Breckinridge, the ultra Southern candidate, I renounce and abhor him and his party. He represents the most cruel, blind, unreasoning, cowardly, absolute despotism that now disgraces the earth, Garibaldi having probably squelched poor little Neapolitan Bomba before this date. Freedom of speech and of thought is extinct south of the Potomac. Life and property are as insecure there as in Paris in 1793 or in the Kingdom of Dahomey. Witness the atrocities daily perpetrated, for example, in Texas, where white men are being hanged and niggers burned by terrified Vigilance Committees, self-appointed and irresponsible, on the strength of legends about “one hundred bottles of strychnine” to be used by some nigger toxicologist to “poison the wells” of a whole county. These grisly antics of insane Southern mobs and the idiotic sanguinary babblings of Southern editors and orators tempt me to become a disunion man. Alliance with com-munities so lawless—more than semi-barbarous—seems degrading to the comparatively civilized North.

SOURCE: Allan Nevins and Milton Halset Thomas, Editors, Diary of George Templeton Strong, Vol. 3, pp. 41-2

Thursday, July 9, 2026

Diary of George Templeton Strong, Tuesday, October 9, 1860

Tomorrow we shall hear of today’s state election in Pennsylvania. Its result, if favorable to the Republicans, will be decisive, and one may in that case predict Lincoln’s election by the people with entire confidence. What will little South Carolina do then? If she doesn’t secede, she will be utterly ridiculous. She will have to make her choice between the guilt of treason and the contempt of mankind. . . .

SOURCE: Allan Nevins and Milton Halset Thomas, Editors, Diary of George Templeton Strong, Vol. 3, pp. 44-5

Diary of George Templeton Strong, October 10, 1860

Republicanism triumphant in Pennsylvania and by majorities that transcend the wildest prophesyings of the Tribune. So the question is settled and Honest Abe will be our next President. Amen. We may as well ask the question at once whether the existence of the Union depends on the submission to the South.

SOURCE: Allan Nevins and Milton Halset Thomas, Editors, Diary of George Templeton Strong, Vol. 3, p. 45

Wednesday, July 8, 2026

Diary of George Templeton Strong, October 19, 1860

Play-going with Ellie tonight at the Winter Garden; Guy Mannering. A dramatic distortion of the novel. Miss Charlotte Cushman was the Meg Merrilies, supported by the worst sticks I ever saw on any stage. She is called very great in this role, and the discriminating Dr. Carroll thinks it equal to any of Rachel's. She certainly makes up as the grisliest of hags. Her performance is intense and carefully studied. A few points in which Scott’s words were preserved were effective and beautiful. Her attitudes are remarkably grotesque and striking. But it was almost all overdone and untrue. She was a Hecate, or Waldfrau, perhaps, but not Walter Scott’s Meg, nor any other possible woman. . . .

Lincoln’s election seems to be conceded. Fusionism has lost all heart. What will happen when this result is announced? There is much stir and swagger and note of preparation among the fire-eaters. Can they overcome the conservative feeling and the common sense that doubtless exist at the South, even in South Carolina itself, and carry on an overt act of secession and treason? There is ground for anxiety. Republicans laugh at the vaporings of our Southern friends. I devoutly hope the result will justify their unconcern. It is easy to show that secession would be an act of madness and folly, but we know there are fools and madmen south of the Potomac, and they may do sore and irremediable mischief to us, their wise brethren at the North. . . .

SOURCE: Allan Nevins and Milton Halset Thomas, Editors, Diary of George Templeton Strong, Vol. 3, pp. 51-2

Diary of George Templeton Strong, October 22, 1860

Our little Prince sailed . . . Saturday, and got safely out of our hands. Inferences from the phenomena that accompanied his visit are:

(1) No community worships hereditary rank and station like a democracy.

(2) The biggest and finest specimens of flunkeyism occur in the most recently-elevated strata of society, as for example. Cooper: the “self-made millionaire glue-boiler,’’ Leary: the fashionable hatter’s son, and others.

(3) Under all this folly and tuft-hunting there is a deep and almost universal feeling of respect and regard for Great Britain and for Her Britannic Majesty. The old anti-British patriotism of twenty years ago is nearly extinct. . . .

I’ve nearly made up my mind to deposit a lukewarm Republican vote next month. It is a choice of evils, but we may as well settle the question whether a President can or cannot be chosen without the advice and approval of the slaveholding interests; whether 300,000 owners of niggers have or have not a veto on the popular choice. The question must be settled sooner or later, and we may as well dispose of it now. It is impossible for me to vote the Fusion ticket and thereby strengthen the show of the mischief-making demagogue Douglas, or of Breckinridge, the ultra-nigger-driver and demisecessionist. But I may vote for the ten Bell and Everett electors on that ticket, scratching off the rest.

SOURCE: Allan Nevins and Milton Halset Thomas, Editors, Diary of George Templeton Strong, Vol. 3, p. 52