al conversation, Lincoln turned to one of
them and said:

"Your district did not give me so strong a vote at the last election as
it did in 1860."

"I think, sir, that you must be mistaken," replied the banker. "I have
the impression that your majority was considerably increased at the last
election."

"No," rejoined the President, "you fell off about six hundred votes."

Then taking down from the bookcase the official canvass of 1860 and
1864, he referred to the vote of the district named, and proved to be
quite right in his assertion.

ONLY HALF A MAN.

As President Lincoln, arm in arm with ex-President Buchanan, entered the
Capitol, and passed into the Senate Chamber, filled to overflowing with
Senators, members of the Diplomatic Corps, and visitors, the contrast
between the two men struck every observer.

"Mr. Buchanan was so withered and bowed with age," wrote George W.
Julian, of Indiana, who was among the spectators, "that in contrast with
the towering form of Mr. Lincoln he seemed little more than half a man."

GRANT CONGRATULATED LINCOLN.

As soon as the result of the Presidential election of 1864 was known,
General Grant telegraphed from City Point his congratulations, and added
that "the election having passed off quietly... is a victory worth more
to the country than a battle won."

"BRUTUS AND CAESAR."

London "Punch" persistently maintained throughout the War for the Union
that the question of what to do with the blacks was the most bothersome
of all the problems President Lincoln had to solve. "Punch" thought the
Rebellion had its origin in an effort to determine whether there should
or should not be slavery in the United States, and was fought with this
as the main end in view. "Punch" of August 15th, 1863, contained the
cartoon reproduced on this page, the title being "Brutus and Caesar."

President Lincoln was pictured as Brutus, while the ghost of Caesar,
which appeared in the tent of the American Brutus during the dark hours
of the night, was represented in the shape of a husky and anything but
ghost-like African, whose complexion would tend to make the blackest
tar look like skimmed milk in comparison. This was the text below the
cartoon: (From the American Edition of Shakespeare.) The Tent of Brutus
(Lincoln). Night. Enter the Ghost of Caesar.

BRUTUS: "Wall, now! Do tell! Who's you?"

CAESAR: "I am dy ebil genus, Massa Linking. Dis child am awful
impressional!"