Lincoln, the Lover

Returning from his inauguration, Lincoln, with the sounds of the acclaim of the populace still in his ears, and realizing in a moment of loneliness the emptiness of his life, dreams of Ann R... Read allReturning from his inauguration, Lincoln, with the sounds of the acclaim of the populace still in his ears, and realizing in a moment of loneliness the emptiness of his life, dreams of Ann Rutledge, over whose grave he has said, "My heart is buried here." As he sits in front of h... Read allReturning from his inauguration, Lincoln, with the sounds of the acclaim of the populace still in his ears, and realizing in a moment of loneliness the emptiness of his life, dreams of Ann Rutledge, over whose grave he has said, "My heart is buried here." As he sits in front of his fire with the soft glow of the flickering light on his strong, kindly face, his mind wa... Read all