Soldier 1:
Why are we dying for these Negroes?
President Abraham Lincoln:
[on his horse and heard the conversation as the soldiers stood attention]
Well, the right to put into his own mouth the bread that his own hands have earned is as equal as any other men, black or white. All I ask for the Negro is that if you don't like him, let him alone. If God gave him but little, that little, let him enjoy.
Soldier 1:
Yes, sir.
President Abraham Lincoln:
What's your name, son?
Soldier 1:
James McKnight.
President Abraham Lincoln:
[to the second soldier]
And you?
Soldier 2:
Askum, sir, Ronald Askum.
President Abraham Lincoln:
I thank you for your service, men.
[rode away as the two soldiers stood amazed by Lincoln's words]
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