There are some who remember Lincoln as he appeared in court. He was very tall (six feet four), and very awkward. He used to sit with one of his long legs hanging over the other, the toe of the shoe on one locked behind the heel of the other. When he arose to speak, he seemed much embarrassed, and as is normally the case, knew not what to do with his hands. So he had a habit of clasping them very awkwardly over his stomach. As he warmed up, however, he soon forgot his hands; and being freed, they aided him in his delivery. While standing, likely as not, he had one of his long legs slung over the back of a chair; or had his foot placed upon it. Some lawyers would address the jury in fine, oratorical language. He never made a pretense at eloquence. He used to stand before the jury and talk as one of their number: he was the “thirteenth man” of the jury telling his opinion of the case. Such homely phrases as: “I reckon,” made his language familiar. Beginning his argument, he would state that of his opponent fairly and squarely--would state the case so that it would seem he had granted his side all away, then he would turn, and with his ever recurring “_but_” would bring forth his reasons fast and with force. His style of argument was strong and clear. He built his position, as it were, a series of steps. Each point was connected with the one before and after it. Great as was his love of telling stories, he never used them in his speeches at all. Beside the influence of his manner, he won upon a jury by his reputation. Every one believed him honest, and the jury men would sit and look up into his face, drinking every word he uttered for the truth. Henry Clay in famous for the number of murderers whom he saved from a merited doom. I only know of one case where Lincoln argued eloquently against his conscience, and then he was pleading for the sin of one who had been his friend and benefactor. He may even then have been honest in his plea, believing the boy innocent.