Hezekiah Butterworth

Hezekiah Butterworth

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Portrait of Hezekiah Butterworth Hezekiah Butterworth In The Boyhood of Lincoln

Jasper felt at once that he was in the presence of a woman of decision of character.
"Then you are a Tunker," she said. "I am a Baptist, too, but not your kind. But such things matter little if the heart is right."
"You have well said," answered Jasper. "The true life is in the soul. We both belong to the same kingdom, and shall have the same life and drink from the same fountain and eat the same bread. Have you been here long?"
"Yes," said Thomas Lincoln, "and we have seen some dark days. We lived in the half-faced camp out yonder when I first came here.
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Portrait of Hezekiah Butterworth Hezekiah Butterworth In The Boyhood of Lincoln

Think of the women the whites shot in the river for coming back to their own corn-fields starving to gather their own corn. Cruel? Why is the Red Man's Paradise no longer ours? Cruel? The Rock River flows for us no more; the spring brings the flowers to these prairies for us no more; the bluff rises in the summer sky, but the red man may no longer sit upon it. Cruel? Think how your people murdered my father. Is it more cruel for the Indian to do these things than for the white man to do them? You have emptied the Red Man's Paradise, and Waubeno has fulfilled the vow that he made to his father.
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Portrait of Hezekiah Butterworth Hezekiah Butterworth In The Boyhood of Lincoln

A great darkness comes down upon me at times, and I am tempted to end all the bright dream that we call life. But I rise above the temptation. Elder, you don't know how my heart has had to struggle. I sometimes think of my poor mother's grave in the timber in Indiana, and I always think of her grave—Ann Rutledge's—and then it comes over me like a cloud, that there is no place for me in the world.
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