Abraham Lincoln's Cats.
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| "Tabby" |
Embarrassed by Abe's action, Mary Todd Lincoln told him it was "shameful in front of their guests." The President replied, "If the gold fork was good enough for former President James Buchanan, I think it is good enough for Tabby."
Lincoln's friend Caleb Carman recalled how the President would pick up one of the cats and "talk to it for half an hour at a time." The cats apparently won the President over with their quiet adoration.
At one point during his first term, Lincoln said in frustration, "Dixie is smarter than my whole cabinet! And... furthermore... she doesn't talk back!"
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| "Dixie" |
When visiting her father and stepmother in Kentucky, Mary told her husband by mail that their son Eddy had taken up "your hobby" by adopting a stray kitten.
At General Ulysses S. Grant's headquarters in City Point, Virginia, during the siege of Petersburg in March 1865 (just weeks before his assassination), the enormous task of reuniting the country lay ahead with the Civil War drawing to a close. Lincoln found his attention distracted by the sound of mewing kittens. Lincoln noticed three stray kittens in the telegraph hut. Admiral David Porter wrote later that he was struck by the sight of the President "tenderly caressing three stray kittens. It well illustrated the kindness of the man's disposition and showed the childlike simplicity mingled with his nature's grandeur." Porter recalled that Lincoln stroked the cat and whispered, "Kitties, thank God you're cats and can't understand this terrible strife that is going on." Before leaving a meeting in the officers' tent that day, Lincoln turned to a colonel and said, "I hope you will see that these poor little motherless waifs are given plenty of milk and treated kindly."
Abraham Lincoln's Dogs.
Mr. Lincoln's compassion extended to dogs, too. Fido was a mixed-breed dog with floppy ears and a yellowish coat. When fireworks and cannons announced Abraham Lincoln's victory in the Presidential election 1860, poor Fido was terrified. The Lincolns were worried that the long train trip to Washington, D.C., in 1861, combined with loud noises, would terrify Fido. John and Frank Roll, two neighborhood boys, promised to care for Fido. Mr. Lincoln made them promise to let Fido inside the house whenever he scratched at the front door, never scolded Fido for entering the house with muddy paws, and fed him if he came to the dinner table. The Lincolns gave the boys the roll pillows from their sofa so Fido would feel at home! Did you know "Fido" is Latin? Fido is from "Fidelitas," which translates as "Faithful." Fido outlived President Lincoln but came to a similarly tragic end in 1866.
In the White House, Jip took Fido's place. Nurse Rebecca Pomroy reported that "his little dog, Jip, helped relieve Lincoln of some portion of the burden, for the little fellow was never absent from the Presidential lunch. He was always in Mr. Lincoln's lap to claim his portion first and was caressed and petted by him throughout the meal."
The Lincoln household was a home for the lost and neglected. Cynthia Owen Philip wrote about an incident in which a dog named Jet adopted the Lincoln family. "In mid-October 1861, during the bleak months after the Union defeat at Bull Run, President and Mrs. Lincoln were driven across the Potomac River to Alexandria, Virginia, to present flags to newly formed volunteer regiments assembled there. On their return to the capital, a sleek black hunting dog trailed their carriage to the White House, trotted after the President right through the front door, and to the delight of the Lincoln children, quickly made himself at home." Unfortunately for the boys, the dog had abandoned his owner, army surgeon George Suckley. In a newspaper, he read about the new White House resident and went to the White House to claim him. He and Mr. Lincoln agreed that Dr. Suckley would furnish one of Jet's pups in exchange for returning his father. But by the time the exchange was made in December, Jet had again disappeared, so Dr. Suckley withheld the puppy.
Apparently, Abraham Lincoln Loved all Critters.
Indeed, Mr. Lincoln was known to go to great lengths to rescue animals from adversity – including once backtracking to rescue a pig stuck in the mud because he couldn't bear the thought of its suffering. Friend Joshua F. Speed recalled a trip he took with Mr. Lincoln in 1839 on the way back to Springfield: "We were riding along a country road, two and two together, some distance apart, Lincoln and Jon. J. Hardin is behind. (Hardin was afterward made Colonel and was killed at Buena Vista). We were passing through a thicket of wild plum and crab-apple trees, where we stopped to water our horses." After waiting some time, Hardin came up, and we asked him where Lincoln was. "Oh," said he, "when I saw him last" (there had been a severe wind storm), "he had caught two little birds in his hand, which the wind had blown from their nest, and he was hunting for the nest." Hardin left him before he found it. He finally found the nest, and placed the birds, to use his own words, "in the home provided for them by their mother." When he caught up with the party, they laughed at him. He said earnestly, "I could not have slept tonight without giving those two little birds to their mother."
Illinois politician William Pitt Kellogg recalled: "Next to his political sagacity, his broad humanitarianism was one of his most striking characteristics. He fairly overflowed with human kindness." Historian Charles B. Strozier noted, "Lincoln's lifelong sympathy for animals…was hardly the norm for the frontier." Historian Douglas L. Wilson noted that Mr. Lincoln" was unusually tenderhearted. We see this in several reports of his childhood that depict him as concerned about cruelty to animals. When his playmates would turn helpless terrapins on their backs and torture them, which was apparently a favorite pastime, the young future President would protest against it. He wrote an essay on the subject as a school exercise that was remembered years afterward. This instinctive sympathetic reaction seems to have been recognized by his stepbrother as a vulnerable spot in Lincoln's makeup, for he is reported as having taunted Lincoln as he was preaching a mock sermon by bashing a terrapin against a tree.
Abe's son Tad's love of animals perhaps exceeded his father's. The Lincolns adopted two goats, Nanny and Nanko, who had the run of the White House property – to the consternation of the White House staff upset about the damage they caused to furniture and flora. The goat "interests the boys and does them good; let the goat be," President Lincoln told a White House employee who objected to the goat. Mr. Lincoln took pride in the goats' affection for him. He told Elizabeth Keckley, a black seamstress who worked for his wife, "Well, come here and look at my two goats. I believe they are the kindest and best goats in the world. See how they sniff the clear air and skip and play in the sunshine. Whew? what a jump," he exclaimed as one of the goats made a lofty spring. "Madam Elizabeth, did you ever see such an active goat?" Musing momentarily, he continued: "He feeds on my bounty and jumps joyfully. Do you think we could call him a bounty jumper? But I flatter the bounty jumper. My goat is far above him. I would rather wear his horns and hairy coat through life than demean myself to the level of the man who plunders the national treasury in the name of patriotism. The man who enlists in the service for consideration deserts the moment he receives his money, but to repeat the play is bad enough. The men who manipulate the grand machine and make the bounty jumper their agent in an outrageous fraud are far worse. They are beneath the worms that crawl in the dark, hidden places of earth."
In August 1863, President Lincoln wrote Tad to announce the disappearance of his son's "Nanny Goat." She had been last seen "chewing her little cud in the middle of Tad's bed. But now she's gone." Like Tad, Nanny apparently had the run of the White House. There was the suspicion that one of the White House staff had been Nanny's undoing. By the following spring, the goats must have been replaced because Mr. Lincoln reported in a telegram to his wife: "Tell Tad the goats and father are very well – especially the goats."
As President, Mr. Lincoln continued to conduct animal rescue missions. Lewis Stanton, son of Secretary of War Edwin M. Stanton, recalled how his father and Mr. Lincoln handled one difficult situation at the Soldiers Home in northeast Washington: "Mr. Lincoln and my father arrived at the cottage. They at once noticed the peacocks roosting in a small cluster of cedar trees with ropes and sticks caught in the many small branches and recognized the dangerous and uncomfortable position when they would attempt to fly to earth on the morrow. The two men immediately went to work, solemnly going to and fro unwinding the ropes and getting them in straight lines and carefully placing the small pieces of wood where without catching they would slide off when in the morning the birds flew down." President Lincoln delightedly relaxed at the Soldiers Home with his son Tad and Stanton's children.
When the White House stables caught fire in February 1863, President Lincoln had to be restrained from entering the burning edifice to rescue six trapped horses. One pony belonged to his late son Willie, and another was Tad's. Two pet goats were also apparently destroyed. President Lincoln personally "burst open the stable door… and would have tried to enter the burning building had not those standing near caught and restrained him," recalled presidential guard Robert McBride. The death of Willie's pony particularly pained him. William P. Bogardus recalled: "– one of the boys and I went up to see the fire. As we watched the burning building, someone put a hand on the tight board fence surrounding the barn and vaulted over. The fence was over six feet high. As he came up to where we were and stood by us, he remarked, 'Well boys, this is a pretty how-dodo' and then recognized that it was Mr. Lincoln. There were twenty-five of the one hundred men of the company selected to act as his mounted escort on his rides to and from the Soldiers Home, where he spent the hot months of the summer."
In Springfield, "Old Robin" was a valued family member. Neighbor Fred T. Dubois recalled: "Old Robin was the family horse of the Lincolns, which used to draw the family carriage, which had two seats, an open one in front and the rest of the carriage closed. Some of the family always drove, as Mr. Lincoln never had a coachman. He had only one man around his house who cared for the horse. Salaries were very meager at that time, and this man of all jobs wore plain clothes all the time and, as was customary in those days, was treated as an equal by everyone." At President Lincoln's funeral in Springfield in April 1865, Old Robin played an honored role. He was led by the Rev. Harry Brown, a Negro minister who had been an occasional handyman for the Lincolns.
Abraham Lincoln Pardoning a Turkey?
President Lincoln's compassion extended to turkeys, too. Thanksgiving was first celebrated as a national holiday in 1863, after Abraham Lincoln's presidential proclamation, which set the date as the last Thursday in November. Because of the Civil War, however, the Confederate States of America refused to recognize Lincoln's authority, and Thanksgiving wouldn't be celebrated nationally until years after the war.
Mr. Lincoln named his horse "Old Robin." Old Robin was the riderless horse with boots turned backward in the stirrups in Abraham Lincoln's funeral procession.
Compiled by Dr. Neil Gale, Ph.D.
At General Ulysses S. Grant's headquarters in City Point, Virginia, during the siege of Petersburg in March 1865 (just weeks before his assassination), the enormous task of reuniting the country lay ahead with the Civil War drawing to a close. Lincoln found his attention distracted by the sound of mewing kittens. Lincoln noticed three stray kittens in the telegraph hut. Admiral David Porter wrote later that he was struck by the sight of the President "tenderly caressing three stray kittens. It well illustrated the kindness of the man's disposition and showed the childlike simplicity mingled with his nature's grandeur." Porter recalled that Lincoln stroked the cat and whispered, "Kitties, thank God you're cats and can't understand this terrible strife that is going on." Before leaving a meeting in the officers' tent that day, Lincoln turned to a colonel and said, "I hope you will see that these poor little motherless waifs are given plenty of milk and treated kindly."
Abraham Lincoln's Dogs.
Mr. Lincoln's compassion extended to dogs, too. Fido was a mixed-breed dog with floppy ears and a yellowish coat. When fireworks and cannons announced Abraham Lincoln's victory in the Presidential election 1860, poor Fido was terrified. The Lincolns were worried that the long train trip to Washington, D.C., in 1861, combined with loud noises, would terrify Fido. John and Frank Roll, two neighborhood boys, promised to care for Fido. Mr. Lincoln made them promise to let Fido inside the house whenever he scratched at the front door, never scolded Fido for entering the house with muddy paws, and fed him if he came to the dinner table. The Lincolns gave the boys the roll pillows from their sofa so Fido would feel at home! Did you know "Fido" is Latin? Fido is from "Fidelitas," which translates as "Faithful." Fido outlived President Lincoln but came to a similarly tragic end in 1866.
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| In 1893, John Eddy Roll copyrighted this picture and turned it into a Carte de Visite (Cabinet Card) sold at the World's Columbian Exposition in Chicago that year. |
In the White House, Jip took Fido's place. Nurse Rebecca Pomroy reported that "his little dog, Jip, helped relieve Lincoln of some portion of the burden, for the little fellow was never absent from the Presidential lunch. He was always in Mr. Lincoln's lap to claim his portion first and was caressed and petted by him throughout the meal."
The Lincoln household was a home for the lost and neglected. Cynthia Owen Philip wrote about an incident in which a dog named Jet adopted the Lincoln family. "In mid-October 1861, during the bleak months after the Union defeat at Bull Run, President and Mrs. Lincoln were driven across the Potomac River to Alexandria, Virginia, to present flags to newly formed volunteer regiments assembled there. On their return to the capital, a sleek black hunting dog trailed their carriage to the White House, trotted after the President right through the front door, and to the delight of the Lincoln children, quickly made himself at home." Unfortunately for the boys, the dog had abandoned his owner, army surgeon George Suckley. In a newspaper, he read about the new White House resident and went to the White House to claim him. He and Mr. Lincoln agreed that Dr. Suckley would furnish one of Jet's pups in exchange for returning his father. But by the time the exchange was made in December, Jet had again disappeared, so Dr. Suckley withheld the puppy.
Apparently, Abraham Lincoln Loved all Critters.
Indeed, Mr. Lincoln was known to go to great lengths to rescue animals from adversity – including once backtracking to rescue a pig stuck in the mud because he couldn't bear the thought of its suffering. Friend Joshua F. Speed recalled a trip he took with Mr. Lincoln in 1839 on the way back to Springfield: "We were riding along a country road, two and two together, some distance apart, Lincoln and Jon. J. Hardin is behind. (Hardin was afterward made Colonel and was killed at Buena Vista). We were passing through a thicket of wild plum and crab-apple trees, where we stopped to water our horses." After waiting some time, Hardin came up, and we asked him where Lincoln was. "Oh," said he, "when I saw him last" (there had been a severe wind storm), "he had caught two little birds in his hand, which the wind had blown from their nest, and he was hunting for the nest." Hardin left him before he found it. He finally found the nest, and placed the birds, to use his own words, "in the home provided for them by their mother." When he caught up with the party, they laughed at him. He said earnestly, "I could not have slept tonight without giving those two little birds to their mother."
Illinois politician William Pitt Kellogg recalled: "Next to his political sagacity, his broad humanitarianism was one of his most striking characteristics. He fairly overflowed with human kindness." Historian Charles B. Strozier noted, "Lincoln's lifelong sympathy for animals…was hardly the norm for the frontier." Historian Douglas L. Wilson noted that Mr. Lincoln" was unusually tenderhearted. We see this in several reports of his childhood that depict him as concerned about cruelty to animals. When his playmates would turn helpless terrapins on their backs and torture them, which was apparently a favorite pastime, the young future President would protest against it. He wrote an essay on the subject as a school exercise that was remembered years afterward. This instinctive sympathetic reaction seems to have been recognized by his stepbrother as a vulnerable spot in Lincoln's makeup, for he is reported as having taunted Lincoln as he was preaching a mock sermon by bashing a terrapin against a tree.
Abe's son Tad's love of animals perhaps exceeded his father's. The Lincolns adopted two goats, Nanny and Nanko, who had the run of the White House property – to the consternation of the White House staff upset about the damage they caused to furniture and flora. The goat "interests the boys and does them good; let the goat be," President Lincoln told a White House employee who objected to the goat. Mr. Lincoln took pride in the goats' affection for him. He told Elizabeth Keckley, a black seamstress who worked for his wife, "Well, come here and look at my two goats. I believe they are the kindest and best goats in the world. See how they sniff the clear air and skip and play in the sunshine. Whew? what a jump," he exclaimed as one of the goats made a lofty spring. "Madam Elizabeth, did you ever see such an active goat?" Musing momentarily, he continued: "He feeds on my bounty and jumps joyfully. Do you think we could call him a bounty jumper? But I flatter the bounty jumper. My goat is far above him. I would rather wear his horns and hairy coat through life than demean myself to the level of the man who plunders the national treasury in the name of patriotism. The man who enlists in the service for consideration deserts the moment he receives his money, but to repeat the play is bad enough. The men who manipulate the grand machine and make the bounty jumper their agent in an outrageous fraud are far worse. They are beneath the worms that crawl in the dark, hidden places of earth."
In August 1863, President Lincoln wrote Tad to announce the disappearance of his son's "Nanny Goat." She had been last seen "chewing her little cud in the middle of Tad's bed. But now she's gone." Like Tad, Nanny apparently had the run of the White House. There was the suspicion that one of the White House staff had been Nanny's undoing. By the following spring, the goats must have been replaced because Mr. Lincoln reported in a telegram to his wife: "Tell Tad the goats and father are very well – especially the goats."
As President, Mr. Lincoln continued to conduct animal rescue missions. Lewis Stanton, son of Secretary of War Edwin M. Stanton, recalled how his father and Mr. Lincoln handled one difficult situation at the Soldiers Home in northeast Washington: "Mr. Lincoln and my father arrived at the cottage. They at once noticed the peacocks roosting in a small cluster of cedar trees with ropes and sticks caught in the many small branches and recognized the dangerous and uncomfortable position when they would attempt to fly to earth on the morrow. The two men immediately went to work, solemnly going to and fro unwinding the ropes and getting them in straight lines and carefully placing the small pieces of wood where without catching they would slide off when in the morning the birds flew down." President Lincoln delightedly relaxed at the Soldiers Home with his son Tad and Stanton's children.
When the White House stables caught fire in February 1863, President Lincoln had to be restrained from entering the burning edifice to rescue six trapped horses. One pony belonged to his late son Willie, and another was Tad's. Two pet goats were also apparently destroyed. President Lincoln personally "burst open the stable door… and would have tried to enter the burning building had not those standing near caught and restrained him," recalled presidential guard Robert McBride. The death of Willie's pony particularly pained him. William P. Bogardus recalled: "– one of the boys and I went up to see the fire. As we watched the burning building, someone put a hand on the tight board fence surrounding the barn and vaulted over. The fence was over six feet high. As he came up to where we were and stood by us, he remarked, 'Well boys, this is a pretty how-dodo' and then recognized that it was Mr. Lincoln. There were twenty-five of the one hundred men of the company selected to act as his mounted escort on his rides to and from the Soldiers Home, where he spent the hot months of the summer."
In Springfield, "Old Robin" was a valued family member. Neighbor Fred T. Dubois recalled: "Old Robin was the family horse of the Lincolns, which used to draw the family carriage, which had two seats, an open one in front and the rest of the carriage closed. Some of the family always drove, as Mr. Lincoln never had a coachman. He had only one man around his house who cared for the horse. Salaries were very meager at that time, and this man of all jobs wore plain clothes all the time and, as was customary in those days, was treated as an equal by everyone." At President Lincoln's funeral in Springfield in April 1865, Old Robin played an honored role. He was led by the Rev. Harry Brown, a Negro minister who had been an occasional handyman for the Lincolns.
Abraham Lincoln Pardoning a Turkey?
President Lincoln's compassion extended to turkeys, too. Thanksgiving was first celebrated as a national holiday in 1863, after Abraham Lincoln's presidential proclamation, which set the date as the last Thursday in November. Because of the Civil War, however, the Confederate States of America refused to recognize Lincoln's authority, and Thanksgiving wouldn't be celebrated nationally until years after the war.
It was, however, in late 1863 when the Lincolns received a live turkey for the family to feast on at Christmas. Tad, ever fond of animals, quickly adopted the bird as a pet, naming him Jack and teaching him to follow behind as he hiked around the White House grounds. On Christmas Eve, Lincoln told his son the pet would no longer be a pet. "Jack was sent here to be killed and eaten for this very Christmas," he told Tad, who answered, "I can't help it. He's a good turkey, and I don't want him killed." The boy argued that the bird had every right to live, and as always, the President gave in to his son, writing a reprieve for the turkey on a card and handing it to Tad.
Tad kept Jack for another year, and on election day in 1864, Abraham Lincoln spotted the bird among soldiers lining up to vote. Lincoln playfully asked his son if the turkey would be voting too, and Tad answered, "O, no; he isn't of age yet."
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| Lincoln's horse, "Old Robin," was held by Rev. Henry Brown on the day of his funeral in 1865. F.W. Ingmire, photographer. |
Compiled by Dr. Neil Gale, Ph.D.
All I can say is this is a great article, love the pictures, and thanks for sharing. I love animals too.
ReplyDeleteI actually have always been told the horse's name was Old Bob - ? Either way, I LOVED this article. I couldn't imagine that I'd ever have anything in common with someone as great as Abraham Lincoln, but I love animals just as he did. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteYou made me smile Neil, thank you for keeping history alive.
ReplyDeleteWhat an absolutely sweet story. I had never read about Abe's or Todd's love for animals before.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Neil. In all the Lincoln books I have read, never have his pets been mentioned!
ReplyDeleteWhat an awesome story!I loved it! I had no idea my favorite president was such an animal lover!That makes me love him even more!He was more in tune with the animal and it's comforts then he was of material possessions around him,that says a whole lot about this kindhearted man.Loved this story Neil, stories like this restores my faith in humanity, and with it being my favorite president makes it even more special!
ReplyDeleteI found myself exclaiming “WOW” to myself. Thank you.
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