es caution.
Accordingly, he tells his Uncle, according to the text under the picture:

ATTORNEY LINCOLN: "Now, Uncle Sam, you're in a darned hurry to serve
this here notice on John Bull. Now, it's my duty, as your attorney, to
tell you that you may drive him to go over to that cuss, Davis." (Uncle
Sam considers.) In this instance, President Lincoln is given credit for
judgment and common sense, his advice to his Uncle Sam to be prudent
being sound. There was trouble all along the Canadian border during the
War, while Canada was the refuge of Northern conspirators and Southern
spies, who, at times, crossed the line and inflicted great damage
upon the States bordering on it. The plot to seize the great lake
cities--Chicago, Milwaukee, Detroit, Cleveland, Buffalo and others--was
figured out in Canada by the Southerners and Northern allies. President
Lincoln, in his message to Congress in December, 1864, said the United
States had given notice to England that, at the end of six months, this
country would, if necessary, increase its naval armament upon the lakes.
What Great Britain feared was the abrogation by the United States of all
treaties regarding Canada. By previous stipulation, the United States
and England were each to have but one war vessel on the Great Lakes.

SAW HIMSELF DEAD.

This story cannot be repeated in Lincoln's own language, although he
told it often enough to intimate friends; but, as it was never taken
down by a stenographer in the martyred President's exact words, the
reader must accept a simple narration of the strange occurrence.

It was not long after the first nomination of Lincoln for the
Presidency, when he saw, or imagined he saw, the startling apparition.
One day, feeling weary, he threw himself upon a lounge in one of the
rooms of his house at Springfield to rest. Opposite the lounge upon
which he was lying was a large, long mirror, and he could easily see the
reflection of his form, full length.

Suddenly he saw, or imagined he saw, two Lincolns in the mirror, each
lying full length upon the lounge, but they differed strangely in
appearance. One was the natural Lincoln, full of life, vigor, energy and
strength; the other was a dead Lincoln, the face white as marble, the
limbs nerveless and lifeless, the body inert and still.

Lincoln was so impressed with this vision, which he considered merely
an optical illusion, that he arose, put on his hat, and went out for
a walk. Returnin