Good Stories for Great Holidays: Arranged for Story-Telling and Reading Aloud and for the Children's Own ReadingOlcott, Frances Jenkins
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Good Stories for Great Holidays: Arranged for Story-Telling and Reading Aloud and for the Children's Own Reading
Olcott, Frances Jenkins
Children's literature; Holidays; Short stories; Storytelling
But when the evidence was finished, and Lincoln's time came to make his
argument, he called for an almanac, which the clerk of the court had
ready for him, and handed it to the jury. They saw at once that on the
night of the murder there was no moon at all. They were satisfied that
the witness had told what was not true. Lincoln's case was won.
GEORGE PICKETT'S FRIEND
BY CHARLES W. MOORES
George Pickett, who had known Lincoln in Illinois, years before, joined
the Southern army, and by his conspicuous bravery and ability had become
one of the great generals of the Confederacy. Toward the close of the
war, when a large part of Virginia had fallen into the possession of the
Union army, the President called at General Pickett's Virginia home.
The general's wife, with her baby on her arm, met him at the door. She
herself has told the story for us.
“'Is this George Pickett's home?' he asked.
“With all the courage and dignity I could muster, I replied: 'Yes, and I
am his wife, and this is his baby.'
“'I am Abraham Lincoln.'
“'The President!' I gasped. I had never seen him, but I knew the intense
love and reverence with which my soldier always spoke of him.
“The stranger shook his head and replied: 'No; Abraham Lincoln, George's
old friend.'
“The baby pushed away from me and reached out his hands to Mr. Lincoln,
who took him in his arms. As he did so an expression of rapt, almost
divine tenderness and love lighted up the sad face. It was a look that
I have never seen on any other face. The baby opened his mouth wide and
insisted upon giving his father's friend a dewy kiss.
“As Mr. Lincoln gave the little one back to me he said: 'Tell your
father, the rascal, that I forgive him for the sake of your bright
eyes.'”
LINCOLN THE LAWYER
BY Z. A. MUDGE (ADAPTED)
He delighted to advocate the cases of those whom he knew to be wronged,
but he would not defend the cause of the guilty. If he discovered in the
course of a trial that he was on the wrong side, he lost all interest,
and ceased to make any exertion.
Once, while engaged in a prosecution, he discovered that his client's
cause was not a good one, and he refused to make the plea. His
associate, who was less scrupulous, made the plea and obtained a
decision in their favor. The fee was nine hundred dollars, half of which
was tendered to Mr. Lincoln, but he refused to accept a single cent of
it.
His honesty was strongly illustrated by the way he kept his accounts
with his law-partner. When he had taken a fee in the latter's absence,
he put one half of it into his own pocket, and laid the other half
carefully away, labeling it “Billy,” the name by which he familiarly
addressed his partner. When asked why he did not make a record of the
amount and, for the time being, use the whole, Mr. Lincoln answered:
“Because I promised my mother never to use money belonging to another
person.”
THE COURAGE OF HIS CONVICTIONS
(ADAPTED)
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