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 (he speaks almost in a whisper): I was in a strange ship that I cannot describe, and I was moving fast, very fast, towards a dark shore beyond. (Lincoln sighs, and then goes on.) That was all,—but, gentlemen, it means good news, great news.

(excitedly holding out a telegram he has just been taking down),—Mr. President, read this, please.

(reads aloud),—Gettysburg, President Abraham Lincoln, A three days' fight is over. Great loss of life, but victory is with us. Enemy in full flight. Scout A.

,—Praise to the good God. (He buries his face in his hands.)

Time, Ten o'clock in the evening, April 14, 1865.