<h2>CHAPTER X</h2>
<h3><span class="smcap">Clerking and Working</span></h3>
<div class='center'><br/>HE COULD "MAKE A FEW RABBIT TRACKS"</div>
<p>It was in August, 1831, that Abraham Lincoln
appeared in the village of New Salem, Illinois.<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[116]</SPAN></span>
Neither Denton Offutt nor his merchandise
had arrived as promised. While paying
the penalty of the punctual man—by waiting for
the tardy one—he seemed to the villagers to be
loafing. But Abraham Lincoln was no loafer.
He always found something useful and helpful
to do. This time there was a local election, and
one of the clerks had not appeared to perform
his duties. A New Salem woman wrote of Lincoln's
first act in the village:</p>
<p>"My father, Mentor Graham, was on that day,
as usual, appointed to be a clerk, and Mr. McNamee,
who was to be the other, was sick and
failed to come. They were looking around for
a man to fill his place when my father noticed
Mr. Lincoln and asked if he could write. He
answered that he could 'make a few rabbit
tracks.'"</p>
<div class='center'><br/>PILOTING A FAMILY FLATBOAT</div>
<p>A few days after the election the young
stranger, who had become known by this time
as the hero of the flatboat on Rutledge's dam
four months before, found employment as a
pilot. A citizen, Dr. Nelson, was about to emigrate
to Texas. The easiest and best mode of<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[117]</SPAN></span>
travel in those days was by flatboat down the
river. He had loaded all his household goods
and movable property on his "private conveyance"
and was looking about for a "driver."
Young Lincoln, still waiting, unemployed, offered
his services and took the Nelson family
down the Sangamon River—a more difficult
task in August than in April, when the water
was high on account of the spring rains. But
the young pilot proceeded cautiously down the
shallow stream, and reached Beardstown, on the
Illinois River, where he was "discharged" and
walked back over the hills to New Salem.</p>
<div class='center'><br/>ANNOYED BY THE HIGH PRAISES OF HIS EMPLOYER</div>
<p>Denton Offutt and his stock for the store arrived
at last, and Lincoln soon had a little store
opened for business. A country store seemed
too small for a clerk of such astounding abilities,
so the too enthusiastic employer bought Cameron's
mill with the dam on which Lincoln had
already distinguished himself, and made the
clerk manager of the whole business.</p>
<p>This was not enough. Offutt sounded the
praises of the new clerk to all comers. He
claimed that Abraham Lincoln "knew more than<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[118]</SPAN></span>
any man in the United States." As Mr. Offutt
had never shown that he knew enough himself
to prove this statement, the neighbors began to
resent such rash claims. In addition, Offutt
boasted that Abe could "beat the county" running,
jumping and wrestling. Here was something
the new clerk could prove, if true, so his
employer's statement was promptly challenged.</p>
<p>When a strange man came to the village to
live, even though no one boasted of his prowess,
he was likely to suffer at the hands of the
rougher element of the place. It was a sort of
rude initiation into their society. These ceremonies
were conducted with a savage sense of
humor by a gang of rowdies known as the
"Clary's Grove Boys," of whom the "best
fighter" was Jack Armstrong.</p>
<p>Sometimes "the Boys" nailed up a stranger
in a hogshead and it was rolled down hill. Sometimes
he was ingeniously insulted, or made to
fight in self-defense, and beaten black and blue
by the whole gang. They seemed not to be
hampered by delicate notions of fair play in
their actions toward a stranger. They "picked
on him," as chickens, dogs and wolves do upon a
newcomer among them.<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[119]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>So when young Lincoln heard his employer
bragging about his brain and brawn he was sufficiently
acquainted with backwoods nature to
know that it boded no good to him. Even then
"he knew how to bide his time," and turned it to
good account, for he had a good chance, shortly
to show the metal that was in him.</p>
<p>"The Boys" called and began to banter with
the long-legged clerk in the new store. This led
to a challenge and comparison of strength and
prowess between young Lincoln and Jack Armstrong.
Abe accepted the gauntlet with an alacrity
that pleased the crowd, especially the chief
of the bully "Boys," who expected an easy victory.
But Jack was surprised to find that the
stranger was his match—yes, more than his
match. Others of "the Boys" saw this, also, and
began to interfere by tripping Abe and trying to
help their champion by unfair means.</p>
<p>This made young Lincoln angry. Putting
forth all his strength, he seized Armstrong by
the throat and "nearly choked the exuberant
life out of him." When "the Boys" saw the
stranger shaking their "best fighter" as if he
were a mere child, their enmity gave place to
admiration; and when Abe had thrown Jack<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[120]</SPAN></span>
Armstrong upon the ground, in his wrath, as a
lion would throw a dog that had been set upon
him, and while the strong stranger stood there,
with his back to the wall, challenging the whole
gang, with deep-set eyes blazing with indignation,
they acknowledged him as their conqueror,
and declared that "Abe Lincoln is the cleverest
fellow that ever broke into the settlement."</p>
<p>The initiation was over, and young Lincoln's
triumph complete. From that day "the Clary's
Grove Boys" were his staunch supporters and
defenders, and his employer was allowed to go
on bragging about his wonderful clerk without
hindrance.</p>
<div class='center'><br/>GIVING ANOTHER BULLY "A DOSE OF SMARTWEED"</div>
<p>A bumptious stranger came into the store one
day and tried to pick a quarrel with the tall
clerk. To this end he used language offensive to
several women who were there trading. Lincoln
quietly asked the fellow to desist as there
were "ladies present." The bully considered
this an admission that the clerk was afraid of
him, so he began to swear and use more offensive
language than before. As this was too much for
Abraham's patience, he whispered to the fellow<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[121]</SPAN></span>
that if he would keep quiet till the ladies went
out, he (Lincoln) would go and "have it out."</p>
<p>After the women went, the man became violently
abusive. Young Lincoln calmly went outside
with him, saying: "I see you must be
whipped and I suppose I will have to do it."
With this he seized the insolent fellow and made
short work of him. Throwing the man on the
ground, Lincoln sat on him, and, with his long
arms, gathered a handful of "smartweed" which
grew around them. He then rubbed it into the
bully's eyes until he roared with pain. An observer
of this incident said afterward:</p>
<p>"Lincoln did all this without a particle of
anger, and when the job was finished he went
immediately for water, washed his victim's face
and did everything he could to alleviate the
man's distress. The upshot of the matter was
that the fellow became his life-long friend, and
was a better man from that day."</p>
<div class='center'><br/>HOW HE MADE HIS FELLOW CLERK GIVE UP
GAMBLING</div>
<p>Lincoln's morals were unusually good for that
time and place. Smoking, chewing, drinking,
swearing and gambling were almost universal<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[122]</SPAN></span>
among his associates. Offutt hired a young
man, William G. Greene, after the purchase of
the mill. This assistant first told many of the
stories, now so well known, concerning Abe at
this period of his career:</p>
<p>Young Greene was, like most of the young
men in New Salem, addicted to petty gambling.
He once related how Lincoln induced him to quit
the habit. Abe said to him one day:</p>
<p>"Billy, you ought to stop gambling with
Estep." Billy made a lame excuse:</p>
<p>"I'm ninety cents behind, and I can't quit
until I win it back."</p>
<p>"I'll help you get that back," urged Lincoln,
"if you'll promise me you won't gamble any
more."</p>
<p>The youth reflected a moment and made the
required promise. Lincoln continued:</p>
<p>"Here are some good hats, and you need a
new one. Now, when Estep comes again, you
draw him on by degrees, and finally bet him one
of these hats that I can lift a forty-gallon barrel
of whisky and take a drink out of the bunghole."</p>
<p>Billy agreed, and the two clerks chuckled as
they fixed the barrel so that the bunghole would<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[123]</SPAN></span>
come in the right place to win the bet, though
the thing seemed impossible to Greene himself.
Estep appeared in due time, and after long parleying
and bantering the wager was laid. Lincoln
then squatted before the barrel, lifted one
end up on one knee, then raised the other end
on to the other knee, bent over, and by a Herculean
effort, actually succeeded in taking a drink
from the bunghole—though he spat it out immediately.
"That was the only time," said Greene
long afterward, "that I ever saw Abraham Lincoln
take a drink of liquor of any kind." This
was the more remarkable, as whisky was served
on all occasions—even passed around with refreshments
at religious meetings, according to
Mrs. Josiah Crawford, the woman for whom Abe
and Nancy had worked as hired help. Much as
Abe disapproved of drinking, he considered that
"the end justified the means" employed to break
his fellow clerk of the gambling habit.</p>
<div class='center'><br/>HOW HE WON THE NAME OF "HONEST ABE"</div>
<p>Abe Lincoln could not endure the thought of
cheating any one, even though it had been done
unintentionally. One day a woman bought a
bill of goods in Offutt's store amounting to something<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[124]</SPAN></span>
over two dollars. She paid Abe the money
and went away satisfied. That night, on going
over the sales of the day, Abe found that he had
charged the woman six and one-fourth cents too
much. After closing the store, though it was
late, he could not go home to supper or to bed
till he had restored that sixpence to its proper
owner. She lived more than two miles away, but
that did not matter to Abe Lincoln. When he
had returned the money to the astonished woman
he walked back to the village with a long
step and a light heart, content with doing his
duty.</p>
<p>Another evening, as he was closing the store, a
woman came in for a half-pound of tea. He
weighed it out for her and took the pay. But
early next morning, when he came to "open up,"
he found the four-ounce weight instead of the
eight-ounce on the scales, and inferred that he
had given that woman only half as much tea as
he had taken the money for. Of course, the
woman would never know the difference, and it
meant walking several miles and back, but the
honest clerk weighed out another quarter pound
of tea, locked the store and took that long walk
before breakfast. As a "constitutional" it must<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[125]</SPAN></span>
have been a benefit to his health, for it satisfied
his sensitive conscience and soothed his tender
heart to "make good" in that way.</p>
<p>Drink and misdirected enthusiasm interfered
with Denton Offutt's success. After about a
year in New Salem he "busted up," as the neighbors
expressed it, and left his creditors in the
lurch. Among them was the clerk he had
boasted so much about. For a short time Abe
Lincoln needed a home, and found a hearty welcome
with Jack Armstrong, the best fighter of
Clary's Grove!</p>
<p>J. G. Holland wrote, in his "Life of Abraham
Lincoln," of the young man's progress during
his first year in New Salem:</p>
<p>"The year that Lincoln was in Denton Offutt's
store was one of great advance. He had made
new and valuable acquaintances, read many
books, won multitudes of friends, and become
ready for a step further in advance. Those who
could appreciate brains respected him, and those
whose ideas of a man related to his muscles were
devoted to him. It was while he was performing
the work of the store that he acquired the nickname,
'Honest Abe'—a characterization that he
never dishonored, an abbreviation that he never<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[126]</SPAN></span>
outgrew. He was everybody's friend, the best-natured,
the most sensible, the best-informed, the
most modest and unassuming, the kindest,
gentlest, roughest, strongest, best fellow in all
New Salem and the region round about."</p>
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