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Rh or Tad was there, so abstracted was he. When be thus met a friend, he said that something put him in mind of a story which he heard in Indiana or elsewhere, and tell it he would, and there was no alternative but to listen.

"Thus, I say, stood and walked and looked this singular man. He was odd, but when that gray eye and face and every feature were lit up by the inward soul in fires of emotion, then it was that all these apparently ugly features sprang into organs of beauty, or sunk themselves into a sea of inspiration that sometimes flooded his face.  Sometimes it appeared to me that Lincoln's soul was just fresh from the presence of its Creator.

"I have asked the friends and foes of Mr. Lincoln alike, what they thought of his perceptions. One gentleman of undoubted ability and free from all partiality or prejudice, said, 'Mr. Lincoln's perceptions are slow, a little perverted, if not somewhat distorted and diseased.'  If the meaning of this is that Mr. Lincoln saw things from a peculiar angle of his being, and from this was susceptible to Nature's impulses, and that he so expressed himself then I have no objection to what is said.  Otherwise, I dissent.  Mr. Lincoln's perceptions were slow, cold, precise, and exact.  Everything came to him in its precise shape and color.  To some men the world of matter and of man comes ornamented with beauty, life, and action, and hence more or less