I'm sure he is, and I'll tell you why.
"After church we waited so as to see him.

There were ever so many strangers sitting there together,--about fifty I should say, but father laughed and said twenty.

Well, we all stood up, and he began to walk down the aisle with his wife, and I saw his face, and he isn't homely, but he looks real kind, and oh, mother! so sober and sad! and I _know_ he's a good man, and that's why.
"Mrs.Lincoln was dressed all in black, with a long crape veil.

She kind of peeked out under it, but I couldn't see her very well, and I didn't think much about her because I was looking at him.
"Well, then, you see there were some people in front of me, and I couldn't see very well, so I just stepped up on a cricket so's to be tall, and what do you think?
When the President was opposite, just opposite, and looked round at us, that old cricket had to tip over, and down I went, flat, in the bottom of the pew! "I guess my cheeks were as red as two beets when I got up; and the President saw me, and he looked right at me,--right into my eyes and laughed.

He did now, really, and he looked as if he couldn't help it, possibly.
"When he laughs it looks like a little sunbeam or something, running all over his face.
"Father says we shan't probably see him again.