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of the mausoleum the coffins may be seen. I
threw my green branch in between the iron
bars.
Washington has always appeared to me in life
and character to have a resemblance to Gustavus
Vasa; although his life was less romantic, and his
character more phlegmatic, less impulsive, than
that of the Swedish liberator. Vasa is a more dramatic,
Washington a more epic figure; Vasa more
of the hero, Washington more of the statesman;
Vasa, king, Washington, president. Large, powerful,
kingly souls were they, both worthy to be the
governors of free people. Washington, perhaps,
stands higher than Vasa in his pure unselfishness
as the supreme head of the people. In self-command
he was almost without an equal; and it is
said that only on one single occasion, in a momentary
outbreak, did he allow the volcanic workings
of his soul to be observed.
The American ideal of a man, “a well-balanced
mind,” must have its type in the great president.
Noble he was, and, when he had done an injustice,
would candidly acknowledge it. That which I most
admire in his character and life is his perseverance.
He was not without pride in his manner and temper
toward others. He had a glance which could
strike the insolent dumb; and I have heard it said
that his very presence, even if he were silent,
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