April 16, 65.I FIND in my notes of the time, this passage on the death of Abraham Lincoln: He leaves for Americas history and biography, so far, not only its most dramatic reminiscencehe leaves, in my opinion, the greatest, best, most characteristic, artistic, moral personality. Not but that he had faults, and showd them in the Presidency; but honesty, goodness, shrewdness, conscience, and (a new virtue, unknown to other lands, and hardly yet really known here, but the foundation and tie of all, as the future will grandly develop,) UNIONISM, in its truest and amplest sense, formd the hard-pan of his character. These he seald with his life. The tragic splendor of his death, purging, illuminating all, throws round his form, his head, an aureole that will remain and will grow brighter through time, while history lives, and love of country lasts. By many has this Union been helpd; but if one name, one man, must be pickd out, he, most of all, is the conservator of it, to the future. He was assassinatedbut the Union is not assassinatedca ira! One falls, and another falls. The soldier drops, sinks like a wavebut the ranks of the ocean eternally press on. Death does its work, obliterates literates a hundred, a thousandPresident, general, captain, privatebut the Nation is immortal.