"Yes, one of your best friends because it is his interest to be so. Chase is a patriot, and one of my best friends." I give you credit for sagacity, but you are disposed to magnify trifles. The President was lying carelessly upon a sofa, holding a newspaper in his hands. "Father, I do wish that you would inquire a little into the motives of Chase," said his wife one day. Honest to the very core himself, and frank as a child, he never dreamed of questioning the sincerity of others. He never suspected the fidelity of those who claimed to be his friends. Lincoln was more confiding than his wife. Senator Sprague, was a lovely woman, and was worthy of all the admiration she received. Lincoln, who was jealous of the popularity of others, had no desire to build up her social position through political favor to her father. The daughter of the Secretary was quite a belle in Washington, and Mrs. She claimed that he was a selfish politician instead of a true patriot, and warned Mr. She looked beyond, and read the reflection of action in the future. Her intuition about the sincerity of individuals was more accurate than that of her husband. She was well versed in human character, was somewhat suspicious of those by whom she was surrounded, and often her judgment was correct. Chase, at that time Secretary of the Treasury. I soon learned that the wife of the President had no love for Mr. Lincoln discussed the relations of Cabinet officers, and gentlemen prominent in politics, in my presence.
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