Whitelaw Reid: “The North has never understood, and I doubt if it ever will understand, the absolute unanimity with which, after the war…”

They appeared at times when public men often seemed to be groping in the dark on an unknown road, but it is now evident that the road which has been taken is substantially the road they marked out.

With her, then, we should most sedulously cherish a cordial friendship, and nothing would tend more to knit our affections than to be fighting once more, side by side, in the same cause.

It seems to me, then, idle to thresh over old straw when the grain is not only winnowed, but gone to the mill.

I asked the old man what he wanted to learn to read for.