know when your feet get cold?"

DARNED UNCOMFORTABLE SITTING.

"Frank Leslie's Illustrated Newspaper" of March 2nd, 1861, two days
previous to the inauguration of President-elect Lincoln, contained the
caricature reproduced here. It was intended to convey the idea that
the National Administration would thereafter depend upon the support
of bayonets to uphold it, and the text underneath the picture ran as
follows:

OLD ABE: "Oh, it's all well enough to say that I must support the
dignity of my high office by force--but it's darned uncomfortable
sitting, I can tell yer."

This journal was not entirely friendly to the new Chief Magistrate, but
it could not see into the future. Many of the leading publications of
the East, among them some of those which condemned slavery and were
opposed to secession, did not believe Lincoln was the man for the
emergency, but instead of doing what they could do to help him along,
they attacked him most viciously. No man, save Washington, was more
brutally lied about than Lincoln, but he bore all the slurs and thrusts,
not to mention the open, cruel antagonism of those who should have been
his warmest friends, with a fortitude and patience few men have ever
shown. He was on the right road, and awaited the time when his course
should receive the approval it merited.

"WHAT'S-HIS-NAME" GOT THERE.

General James B. Fry told a good one on Secretary of War Stanton,
who was worsted in a contention with the President. Several
brigadier-generals were to be selected, and Lincoln maintained that
"something must be done in the interest of the Dutch." Many complaints
had come from prominent men, born in the Fatherland, but who were
fighting for the Union.

"Now, I want Schimmelpfennig given one of those brigadierships."

Stanton was stubborn and headstrong, as usual, but his manner and tone
indicated that the President would have his own way in the end. However,
he was not to be beaten without having made a fight.

"But, Mr. President," insisted the Iron War Secretary, "it may be that
this Mr. Schim--what's-his-name--has no recommendations showing his
fitness. Perhaps he can't speak English."

"That doesn't matter a bit, Stanton," retorted Lincoln, "he may be deaf
and dumb for all I know, but whatever language he speaks, if any, we can
furnish troops who will understand what he says. That name of his will
make up for any differences in religion, politics or understanding, and
I