Our national unity perfected in the martyrdom of our President. A discourse delivered in the chapel of the Filbert Street U.S. General Hospital, on the day of the obsequies, at Washington, of our late President. A. G. Thomas.
Our national unity perfected in the martyrdom of our President. A discourse delivered in the chapel of the Filbert Street U.S. General Hospital, on the day of the obsequies, at Washington, of our late President
Our national unity perfected in the martyrdom of our President. A discourse delivered in the chapel of the Filbert Street U.S. General Hospital, on the day of the obsequies, at Washington, of our late President

Our national unity perfected in the martyrdom of our President. A discourse delivered in the chapel of the Filbert Street U.S. General Hospital, on the day of the obsequies, at Washington, of our late President

Philadelphia: Smith, English and Co., 1865. 16p. pamphlet, vertical crease. Rear cover has spots of paste at top and bottom, perhaps neatly removed from a scrapbook.

"It has been the most tremendous shock that a nation has ever felt. He was taken in the full joy of victory, when his hopes and our hopes were being realized and celebrated. The war ended, the fetters of slavery broken, and our government re-established, like our Washington, we had anticipated for our Lincoln, some years of respite from toil, in the enjoyment of the honors and affection of grateful millions; but from all this he has been suddenly and forever removed; and it is this thought that has cast its shadow upon the heart of national exultation. We would fain wake him from his sleep and bid him rejoice with us in the complete triumph of our government. But we needed all this--these draped cities--this drooping of the flag--our joy-bells muffled. It was meet that one so exalted in the affection and confidence of the people, should die for the nation. We needed this crucible of affliction to chasten the national spirit, and to fuse us as the heart of one man; and in God's way it has been done...
I would say, O, countrymen, it is not unmanly to weep for the mighty dead! but let us hasten to brush the tear from the eye, and gird ourselves to a higher manhood for the responsibilities of the hour. Every vestige of the rebellion must be crushed; its leaders must pay the penalty of their crimes; our government must be restored in its integrity. Fall in--dress up--join in the grand march of Providence--our God is marching on."


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