Craig Schneeberger with letter (courtesy Abraham Lincoln PLM) |
Recent gifts to the Abraham Lincoln Presidential Library and Museum in Springfield, Ill., celebrate two aspects of the rich story of our 16th president – the passionate politician and a young boy lost in a book.
A few days
ahead of Lincoln’s birthday, the library on Friday said an angry letter written
to a colleague and a painting that shows the buckskin-clad Lincoln reading
while taking a break from chopping wood were recently donated.
The oil on
canvas art work, painted in the late 19th century by William
Morton Jackson Rice, will hang in the presidential library for the rest of the
year. “The Young Abe Lincoln” is a gift of philanthropist Louis Moore Bacon, a
press release said, and is 7 feet wide and nearly 5 feet tall.
According to
the library, an auction house previously described the painting this way: “This
Romantic view of Abe Lincoln exemplifies the spirit of the era. Here is the
heroic figure: strong, pure and, as yet, unworried by the hardships of leading
a country at war with itself.”
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The letter was donated by a Georgia descendant of Illinois politician Andrew McCormack, whose career included a stint as Springfield mayor. His name also has been spelled McCormick.
Lincoln was
unhappy that McCormack and others in the “Long Nine” group, named for their
height, wanted to give the state printer job to newspaper editor William Walters, a Democrat, rather than
his choice, friend and Whig ally Simeon Francis.
Lincoln,
showing his political skills and partisanship, wrote to the legislators,
probably in January 1839. He signed the letter with only his last name, perhaps as a declaration of anger:
“I
have just learned, with utter astonishment, that you have some notion of voting
for Walters,” Lincoln wrote to McCormack. “This certainly can not be true. It
can not be, that one so true, firm, and unwavering as you have ever been, can
for a moment think of such a thing. What! Support that pet of all those who
continually slander and abuse you, and labour, day and night, for your
destruction. All our friends are ready to cut our throats about it.”
Lincoln's strong words notwithstanding, Walters won the vote.
The letter was passed down by McCormack’s descendants and was donated by Fred Schneeberger of Dunwoody, a suburb of Atlanta. His son, Craig, had visited the Springfield museum and suggested it go there.
"We just loved the museum up there," the younger Schneeberger told the Picket. The document had been passed down for seven generations, and there was no consideration of it being sold because it could be lost to any public access, he said. The first-born son of the next generation would receive it, but Craig's son thought it should be donated, and the idea went from there.
The letter was passed down by McCormack’s descendants and was donated by Fred Schneeberger of Dunwoody, a suburb of Atlanta. His son, Craig, had visited the Springfield museum and suggested it go there.
"We just loved the museum up there," the younger Schneeberger told the Picket. The document had been passed down for seven generations, and there was no consideration of it being sold because it could be lost to any public access, he said. The first-born son of the next generation would receive it, but Craig's son thought it should be donated, and the idea went from there.
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Schneeberger said the family doesn't mind that Lincoln took their ancestor and others to task. "I think it's just politics. Everyone gets nailed once in a while."
“Both these
items are wonderful additions to our collection,” said Alan Lowe, executive
director of the Abraham Lincoln Presidential Library and Museum, in the
release. “One shows the Lincoln that we sometimes forget – the politician
trying to lead a team. The other shows Lincoln as we’d like to remember him –
hardworking and never wasting an opportunity to improve himself.”
Full text of Lincoln letter
Dear
Captain:
I
have just learned, with utter astonishment, that you have some notion of voting
for Walters. This certainly can not be
true. It can not be, that one so true,
firm, and unwavering as you have ever been, can for a moment think of such a
thing. What! Support that pet of all those who
continually slander and abuse you, and labour, day and night, for your
destruction. All our friends are ready
to cut our throats about it. An angel
from heaven could not make them believe, that we do not connive at
it. For Heaven’s sake, for your friends
sake, for the sake of the recollection of all the hard battles we have
heretofore fought shoulder, to shoulder, do not forsake us this time. We have been told for two or three days that
you were in danger; but we gave it the lie whenever we heard it. We were willing to bet our lives upon
you. Stand by us this time, and nothing
in our power to confer, shall ever be denied you. Surely!
Surely! You do not doubt my friendship for you. If you do, what under Heaven can I do, to
convince you. Surely you will not think
those who have been your revilers, better friends than I. Read this & write what you will do.
Your
friend,
Lincoln
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