humble poor
When Lincoln died!

When Lincoln died a great soul passed from earth,
A great white soul, as tender as a child
And yet as iron willed as Hercules.
In him were strength and gentleness so mixed
That each upheld the other. He possessed
The patient firmness of a loving heart.
In power he out-kinged emperors, and yet
His mercy was as boundless as his power.
And he was jovial, laughter loving; still
His heart was ever torn with suffering.
There was divine compassion in the man,
A godlike love and pity for his race.
The world saw the full measure of that love
When Lincoln died.

When Lincoln died a type was lost to men.
The earth has had her conquerors and kings
And many of the common great. Through all
She only had one Lincoln. There is none
Like him in all the annals of the past.
He was a growth of our new soil, a child
Of our new time, a symbol of the race
That freedom breeds; was of the lowest rank,
And yet he scaled the highest height.
Mankind one of its few immortals lost
When Lincoln died.

When Lincoln died it seemed a providence,
For he appeared as one sent for a work
Whom, when that work was done, God summoned home.
He led a splendid fight for liberty,
And when the shackles fell the land was saved;
He laid his armor by and sought his rest.
A glory sent from heaven covered him
When Lincoln died.

[Illustration: A STUDY OF LINCOLN

From painting by Blendon Campbell]

Amos Russell Wells was born at Glens Falls, New York, December 23,
1862. His mother removed to Yellow Springs, Ohio, when he was four
years old, and he received his education at the public school there,
afterward studying at Antioch College of that town, a college made
illustrious by its first President, Horace Mann, who died there.
Graduated in 1883, all by himself, later receiving as Master of Arts,
also LL.D. He taught for a year in a country district school, then
entered the faculty of his Alma Mater, where he was a tutor for nine
years. Was