Thursday, February 28, 1861
P. Cloudy. Wind N.W. Fresh
Mr.Lincoln has arrived at last in Washington….
In one week, he inherits the trouble of this great, unhappy country. In one week, the responsibility will be his–whether we come together again a Union,or fall entirely to pieces. And here we sit, in Delaware, on the border between North and South, half the state hauling slaves, half the state opposed to the practice….
It is hard enough to hold a family together. Poor Mr. Lincoln. It is in his hands to hold a whole country together…. My hands are calloused and strong from rowing and working the ropes, from lifting and carrying barrels of oil and scrubbing stone floors and spiral stairs, but I do not know if they are strong enough to hold Mother and Father together.
Mr. Lincoln’s hands… they must be a thousand times stronger than mine. Please God, give Mr. Lincoln strong hands.