Implacable, unforgiving hate was his only gospel.
At last this man, at once both great and wicked, having attained the highest honors the people had to bestow, died by his own hand.

The people believed that he had gone wrong and betrayed them, and they withdrew from him their favor.

Mr.Lane loved popularity more than he loved heaven, and he shot himself through the brain.
The writer, unwilling alone to take the responsibility of expressing such a judgment as the above, appealed to a gentlemen whose high position in public life and kindly and conservative temper eminently qualify him to speak, and this is what he says: No one can question the fact that Mr.Lane's career in Kansas exerted a great influence in shaping the affairs and controlling the destiny of the young State.

During his life I was alternately swayed by feelings of admiration and distrust.

I recognized fully the marvelous energy and equally marvelous influence of the man, but I distrusted his sincerity and lacked confidence in his integrity.