July 5, 1881
"History is but the unrolled scroll of Prophecy"
As I have now entered History,
I will enter on the Record
how I compose my Prophecies:
"I weave the discourse out of my brain
as cotton is woven into a fabric
When I compose my brain is in a white heat,
and my mind works like lightning"
A fine example of that work would be
what has come to be known to History
as the Garfield vs. Hancock speech,
a speech I gave once to great effect
That speech, and all my writings
"I write so rapidly I can hardly read it . . .
I divest myself of all unnecessary clothing
I eat and sleep mechanically"
***"This poem is from Eighty Days, dramatic monologues for each of the days from , the period from the day when President James Garfield was shot by Charles Guiteau to the day he died."***