One day he saw Lincoln—a tall, shambling man, long, bony, gawky, but tremendously impressive. It was a raw, slushy morning of a late February day, and the great war President was just through with his solemn pronunciamento in regard to the bonds that might have been strained but must not be broken.As he issued from the doorway of Independence Hall, that famous birthplace of liberty, his face was set in a sad, meditative calm.Cowperwood looked at him fixedly as he issued from the doorway surrounded by chiefs of staff, local dignitaries, detectives, and the curious, sympathetic faces of the publiC、As he studied the strangely rough-hewn countenance a sense of the great worth and dignity of the man came over him.
" A、real man, that," he thought,"a wonderful temperament". His every gesture came upon him with great force. He watched him enter his carriage, thinking "So that is the railsplitter, the country lawyer. Well, fate has picked a great man for this crisis".