A Man for the Ages: A Story of the Builders of DemocracyBacheller, Irving
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A Man for the Ages: A Story of the Builders of Democracy
Bacheller, Irving
Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 -- Fiction
"He said that a son-in-law was a curious kind o' property," Abe began.
"'Ye know,' says Eb, 'if ye have a hoss that's tricky an' dangerous an'
wuth less than nothin', ye can give him away er kill him, but if ye have
a son-in-law that's wuthless, nobody else will have him an' it's ag'in'
the law to kill him. Fust ye know ye've got a critter on yer hands that
kicks an' won't work an' has to be fed an' liquored three times a day an'
is wuth a million dollars less than nothin'.'"
There was a moment of silence.
"When a man is figurin' his assets, it's better to add ten dollars than
to subtract a million," said Abe. "That's about as simple as adding up
the weight o' three small hogs."
"What a well of wisdom you are, Abe!" said Kelso. "Do you know anything
about this young Missourian who is shining up to Bim?"
"I only know that he was a drinking man up to the time he landed here and
that he threatened Traylor with his whip and got thrown against the side
of a barn--plenty hard. He's a kind of American king, and I don't like
kings. They're nice to look at, but generally those that have married 'em
have had one h--l of a time."
Kelso rose and went home to supper.
Soon after the supper dishes had been laid away in the Kelso cabin, young
Mr. Biggs rapped on its door and pulled the latch-string and entered and
sat down with Mr. and Mrs. Kelso at the fireside.
"I have come to ask for your daughter's hand," he said, as soon as they
were seated. "I know it will seem sudden, but she happens to be the girl
I want. I've had her picture in my heart always. I love your daughter. I
can give her a handsome home and everything she could desire."
Kelso answered promptly: "We are glad to welcome you here, but we can not
entertain such a proposal, flattering as it is. Our daughter is too young
to think of marriage. Then, sir, we know very little about you, and may I
be pardoned if I add that it does not recommend you?"
The young man was surprised. He had not expected such talk from a ladder
climber. He looked at Kelso, groping for an answer. Then--
"Perhaps not," said he. "I have been a little wild, but that is all in
the past. You can learn about me and my family from any one in St. Louis.
I am not ashamed of anything I have done."
"Nevertheless, I must ask you to back away from this subject. I can not
even discuss it with you."
"May I not hope that you will change your mind?"
"Not at present. Let the future take care of itself."
"I generally get what I want," said the young man.
"And now and then something that you don't want," said Kelso, a bit
nettled by his persistence.
"You ought to think of her happiness. She is too sweet and beautiful for
a home like this."
There was an awkward moment of silence. The young man said good night and
opened the door.
"I'll go with you," said Kelso.
He went with Mr. Biggs to the tavern and got his daughter and returned
home with her.
Mrs. Kelso chided her husband for being hard on Mr. Biggs.
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