I have performed my duty to my God, my country, and my family. I have nothing to fear in approaching death. To me it is the mere shadow of God's protecting wing . . . Here I will rest in quiet and peace beyond the reach of calumny's poisoned shaft, the influence of envy and jealous enemies, where treason and traitors or State backsliders and hypocrites in church can have no peace.

When I die, I desire no better winding sheet than the Stars and Stripes, and no softer pillow than the Constitution of my country.

It is a damn poor mind indeed which can't think of at least two ways to spell any word.

If I am to be shot at, I want no man to be in the way of the bullet.

The enactment of the Homestead Act would create the strongest tie between the citizen and the Government-he would with cheerfulness contribute his proportionable part of the taxes to defray the expenses of the political system under which he lived.

Washington, DC is 12 square miles bordered by reality.

Tyranny and despotism can be exercised by many, more rigorously, more vigorously, and more severely, than by one.