Politically I Did Not Like Mr. Lincoln

Just Previous To The Birth Of My Little Son, My Mind Gave Way And My Child Was Born In The Asylum For The Insane At Stockton, Cal. My Boy Was Buried There.

I Thank God That I Can Say On My Death Bed That I Am A Virtuous Woman.

Politically I Did Not Like Mr. Lincoln For In Him I Saw The Destroyer.

I Hope That When I Commence That Oath, My Tongue May Cleave To The Roof Of My Mouth. If I Ever Sign One Line To Show Allegiance, I Hope My Arm Falls Paralyzed To My Side....get Out. I'm So Disgusted I Can't Endure Your Presence Any Longer.

A True Woman Always Loves A Real Soldier.