Dear Mr. President,
I am writing to you, as a former President of this great
Union, to bestow upon you the wisdom collected from my years in office. Now I
know you are familiar with my undying devotion to my wife and country. The long
period of turmoil during the Great War aged and tormented my soul - as I am
sure you as great perils, obstacles, and choices weighing heavy on your mind.
To that degree, I am sure you have studies my political strategies: emphasizing
oration, debate, and bipartisanship to aid in your endeavor to unify this
highly stratified land. Many will compared our administrations in the laying of
new tracks as we both steamed on into the unknown political frontier. But, Mr.
President, I implore you to heed my advice and listen to the whispers of my
voice from yester-days. Heavy is the gavel of man, and you, sir, are on trial
in the court of history.
One must be humble in the presences of almighty power. However,
one must have strength, strength of character, strength of morality, because
power can shackle a person, bond them to motionless locomotives, forever idle and without tracks. This great
nation demands a leader that can balance this scale. Justice is blind, sir, and
so are the annals of history so tread softly and let faith and reason guide
your steps. Mr. President, let this be my last words of solace, gaze upon the
future with the clearest vision as change is difficult and unwelcomed by most. May
the winds be favorable and the sail forever unfurled.
A. Lincoln
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