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<h1>The Story of<br/> Young Abraham Lincoln</h1>
<h3>By</h3>
<h2>WAYNE WHIPPLE</h2>
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<h2>INTRODUCTION</h2>
<h3><span class="smcap">Lincoln From New and Unusual Sources</span></h3>
<p>The boy or girl who reads to-day may know
more about the real Lincoln than his own children
knew. The greatest President's son, Robert
Lincoln, discussing a certain incident in their
life in the White House, remarked to the writer,
with a smile full of meaning:</p>
<p>"I believe you know more about our family
matters than I do!"</p>
<p>This is because "all the world loves a lover"—and
Abraham Lincoln loved everybody. With
all his brain and brawn, his real greatness was
in his heart. He has been called "the Great-Heart
of the White House," and there is little
doubt that more people have heard about him
than there are who have read of the original
"Great-Heart" in "The Pilgrim's Progress."</p>
<p>Indeed, it is safe to say that more millions in
the modern world are acquainted with the story
of the rise of Abraham Lincoln from a poorly<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</SPAN></span>
built log cabin to the highest place among "the
seats of the mighty," than are familiar with the
Bible story of Joseph who arose and stood next
to the throne of the Pharaohs.</p>
<p>Nearly every year, especially since the Lincoln
Centennial, 1909, something new has been
added to the universal knowledge of one of the
greatest, if not <i>the</i> greatest man who ever lived
his life in the world. Not only those who "knew
Lincoln," but many who only "saw him once" or
shook hands with him, have been called upon to
tell what they saw him do or heard him say. So
hearty was his kindness toward everybody that
the most casual remark of his seems to be
charged with deep human affection—"the touch
of Nature" which has made "the whole world
kin" to him.</p>
<p>He knew just how to sympathize with every
one. The people felt this, without knowing why,
and recognized it in every deed or word or touch,
so that those who have once felt the grasp of his
great warm hand seem to have been drawn into
the strong circuit of "Lincoln fellowship," and
were enabled, as if by "the laying on of hands,"
to speak of him ever after with a deep and tender
feeling.<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>There are many such people who did not rush
into print with their observations and experiences.
Their Lincoln memories seemed too sacred
to scatter far and wide. Some of them have
yielded, with real reluctance, in relating all for
publication in <span class="smcap">The Story of Young Abraham
Lincoln</span> only because they wished their recollections
to benefit the rising generation.</p>
<p>Several of these modest folk have shed true
light on important phases and events in Lincoln's
life history. For instance, there has been
much discussion concerning Lincoln's Gettysburg
Address—where was it written, and did he
deliver it from notes?</p>
<p>Now, fifty years after that great occasion,
comes a distinguished college professor who unconsciously
settles the whole dispute, whether
Lincoln held his notes in his right hand or his
left—if he used them at all!—while making his
immortal "little speech." To a group of veterans
of the Grand Army of the Republic he related,
casually, what he saw while a college student
at Gettysburg, after working his way
through the crowd of fifteen thousand people to
the front of the platform on that memorable
day. From this point of vantage he saw and<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</SPAN></span>
heard everything, and there is no gainsaying the
vivid memories of his first impressions—how the
President held the little pages in both hands
straight down before him, swinging his tall form
to right, to left and to the front again as he emphasized
the now familiar closing words, "<i>of</i> the
people—<i>by</i> the people—<i>for</i> the people—shall not
perish from the earth."</p>
<p>Such data have been gathered from various
sources and are here given for the first time in a
connected life-story. Several corrections of
stories giving rise to popular misconceptions
have been supplied by Robert, Lincoln's only living
son. One of these is the true version of
"Bob's" losing the only copy of his father's first
inaugural address. Others were furnished by
two aged Illinois friends who were acquainted
with "Abe" before he became famous. One of
these explained, without knowing it, a question
which has puzzled several biographers—how a
young man of Lincoln's shrewd intelligence
could have been guilty of such a misdemeanor,
as captain in the Black Hawk War, as to make it
necessary for his superior officer to deprive him
of his sword for a single day.</p>
<p>A new story is told by a dear old lady, who did<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</SPAN></span>
not wish her name given, about herself when she
was a little girl, when a "drove of lawyers riding
the old Eighth Judicial District of Illinois,"
came to drink from a famous cold spring on her
father's premises. She described the uncouth
dress of a tall young man, asking her father who
he was, and he replied with a laugh, "Oh, that's
Abe Lincoln."</p>
<p>One day in their rounds, as the lawyers came
through the front gate, a certain judge, whose
name the narrator refused to divulge, knocked
down with his cane her pet doll, which was leaning
against the fence. The little girl cried over
this contemptuous treatment of her "child."</p>
<p>Young Lawyer Lincoln, seeing it all, sprang in
and quickly picked up the fallen doll. Brushing
off the dust with his great awkward hand he
said, soothingly, to the wounded little mother-heart:</p>
<p>"There now, little Black Eyes, don't cry.
Your baby's alive. See, she isn't hurt a bit!"</p>
<p>That tall young man never looked uncouth to
her after that. It was this same old lady who
told the writer that Lawyer Lincoln wore a new
suit of clothes for the first time on the very day
that he performed the oft-described feat of rescuing<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</SPAN></span>
a helpless hog from a great deep hole in
the road, and plastered his new clothes with mud
to the great merriment of his legal friends. This
well-known incident occurred not far from her
father's place near Paris, Illinois.</p>
<p>These and many other new and corrected incidents
are now collected for <span class="smcap">The Story Of
Young Abraham Lincoln</span>, in addition to the
best of everything suitable that was known before—as
the highest patriotic service which the
writer can render to the young people of the
United States of America.</p>
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<span class="smcap">Wayne Whipple</span>.<br/></div>
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<h2>THE STORY OF<br/> YOUNG ABRAHAM LINCOLN</h2>
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