THE PERFECT TRIBUTE by Mary Raymond Shipman Andrews

The Perfect Tribute by Mary Raymond Shipman Andrews

1915 edition, (First Edition, 1906)

QUOTES FOR DISCUSSION

There was, moreover, a speech to be made tomorrow to thousands  who would expect their President to say something to them worth the listening of a people who were making history; something brilliant, eloquent, strong.

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He glanced across the car. Edward Everett sat there, the orator of the following day, the finished gentleman, the careful student, the heir of traditions of learning and breeding, of scholarly instincts and resources.

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-of what use was it for such a one to try to fashion a speech fit to take a place by the side of Everett's silver sentences?

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Most of the men in that group of honor are now passed over to the majority, but their names are not dead in American history - great ghosts who walk still in the annals of their country,

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For two hours Everett spoke and the throng listened untired, fascinated by the dignity of his hybrid look and manner almost as much, perhaps, as by the speech which has taken a place in literature.

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That these were his people was his only thought. He had something to say to them; what did it matter about him or his voice?

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The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or to detract. The world will little note nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.

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Not a hand was lifted in applause. Slowly the big awkward man slouch back across the platform and sank into his seat, and yet there was no sound of approval, of recognition from the audience;

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We'll manage not to talk about my speech, Mr. Everett," he said. "This isn't the first time I felt that my dignity hot not to permit me to be a public speaker."

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"I want to lawyer," he said  impulsively, looking up anxiously into the deep-lined face inches above him. "I don't know where to find a lawyer in this horrible city, and I must have one - I can't wait - it may be too late - I want a lawyer now,"

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"Is it very expensive to draw a will?" he asked wistfully.

"No, sonny; it's one of the cheapest things a man can do," was the hurry answer, and the child's tone showed a lighter heart.

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They had arrived at the prison. "I can get you through all right. They know me here," he spoke over his shoulder reassuringly to the President with a friendly glance. Dashing down the corridors in front, he didn't see the guards salute the tall figure which follow him;

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