The Life and Public Services of James A. Garfield: Twentieth President of the United States, Including Full and Accurate Details of His Eventful Administration, Assassination, Last Hours, Death, Etc., Together with Notable Extracts from His Speeches and LettersBrown, E. E. (Emma Elizabeth)
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The Life and Public Services of James A. Garfield: Twentieth President of the United States, Including Full and Accurate Details of His Eventful Administration, Assassination, Last Hours, Death, Etc., Together with Notable Extracts from His Speeches and Letters
Brown, E. E. (Emma Elizabeth)
Garfield, James A. (James Abram), 1831-1881; Presidents -- United States -- Biography
"President Garfield," said one able writer, "used political weapons to
combat politicians in the matter of the New York Custom House, but he
achieved much by so doing. For the first time since 1876 we have a
Republican party in New York distinct from the close corporation that
has controlled the organization there these recent years. A nucleus has
been established around which all shades of Republican opinion can rally
with the good hope of destroying the despotism that has virtually
ostracized the best Republicans of the State from influential
participation in national politics. The nucleus is an administration
party, which invites the co-operation of all who would liberalize the
organization. With the overthrow of "machine" control, as it has existed
in New York and Pennsylvania, and the old would-be dictators remanded to
their proper place, a great advance has been made towards that purer
condition of political and public affairs that all honest men favor."
FOOTNOTES:
[C] See page 480.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
The President Plans a Ten-Days' Pleasure-Trip.--Morning of
the Fateful Day.--Secretary Blaine Accompanies him to the
Station.--A Mysterious-looking Character.--Sudden Report of
a Pistol.--The President Turns and Receives the Fatal
Shot.--Arrest of the Assassin.--The President Recovers
Consciousness and is Taken Back to the White House.
"A WASP flew out upon our fairest son,
And stung him to the quick with poisoned shaft,
The while he chatted carelessly and laughed,
And knew not of the fateful mischief done.
And so this life, amid our lore begun,
Envenomed by the insect's hellish craft,
Was drunk by Death in one long, feverish draught,
And he was lost--our precious, priceless one!
Oh, mystery of blind, remorseless fate!
Oh, cruel end of a most causeless hate!
That life so mean should murder life so great!"
J. G. HOLLAND.
The anniversary of our National Independence was now close at hand. In
spite of the shameful and distressing party factions of the previous
weeks, the country had never seemed in a more prosperous condition. The
electric state of the political atmosphere had proved itself an element
of purification, not of destruction, and the outlook for the future
grew brighter every day.
On the morning of July second, the President arose at an early hour.
Worn out with the harassing disturbances of the past weeks, he felt the
urgent need of a few days' rest and recreation. Mrs. Garfield, who had
been spending a little time at Long Branch, was to join him in New York;
and together with a few members of the Cabinet and their families, the
President had planned a ten-days' trip through New England.
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