From
“Lincoln 365,” by Arnold Kunst
August 7
Lincoln could be, and often was, the very picture of contradiction[s]. “He
dressed like a farmer but read books on geometry and poetry. He told witty stories and yet could
successfully prosecute a dry or boringly technical case…” Jonathan Birch, a
fellow lawyer, witnessed Lincoln holding forth in the court clerk’s office,
surrounded by other lawyers and telling some story. “His eyes would sparkle
with fun,” Birch remembered, “and when he had reached the point in his
narrative which invariably evoked the laughter of the crowd, nobody’s enjoyment
was greater than his.” An hour later, however, Birch would see Lincoln seated
on a chair with the back leaned against the wall, “his hat tipped slightly
forward as if to shield his face, his eyes no longer sparkling with fun or
merriment, but sad and downcast and his hands clasped around his knees.” Birch
thought him “the very picture of dejection and gloom. Thus absorbed have I seen
him sit for hours at a time defying the interruption of even his closest friends…
It was a strange picture.” - Brian Dirck
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