He Knew Lincoln, and Other Billy Brown StoriesTarbell, Ida M. (Ida Minerva)
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He Knew Lincoln, and Other Billy Brown Stories
Tarbell, Ida M. (Ida Minerva)
Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 -- Anecdotes
“One of the most interestin’ accordin’ to my way of thinkin’ was a
letter that came out from Mentor Graham, Lincoln’s old school-master. I
don’t remember it exact, but near as I can recall he said Lincoln asked
him one day when he was livin’ at his house going to school what he
thought about the anger of the Lord, and then he went on to say that he
had written something along that line and wished Mr. Graham would read
it. Well, sir, Mr. Graham wrote in that letter that this thing Lincoln
wrote proved God was too good to destroy the people He’d made, and that
all the misery Adam brought on us by his sin had been wiped out by
the atonement of Christ. Now mind that was an honest man writin’ that
letter, a man who’d been Lincoln’s friend from the start. To be sure
it was some time after the event--pretty near 40 years and I must say
I always suspicion a man’s remembering anything very exact after 40
years. But one thing is sure, Mentor Graham knew Lincoln in those days,
and that’s more than most of them that was arguin’ this thing did.
“Always seemed to me about as reliable testimony as anybody offered. I
contended that most likely Lincoln did write just what Mentor Graham
said he did, and that the brethren thought it was dangerous doctrine to
make out God was that good, and so they called him an infidel. Nothin’
riled those old fellows religiously like tryin’ to make out God didn’t
damn everybody that didn’t believe according to the way they read the
Scriptures. Seemed to hate to think about Mr. Lincoln’s God. I almost
felt sometimes as if they’d rather a man would say there wa’n’t no God
than to make him out a God of Mercy.
“But sakes’ alive, Mentor Graham’s letter didn’t settle it. The boys
used to get to rowin’ about it in here sometimes around the stove
until I could hardly keep track of my perscriptions. The funniest thing
you ever heard was one night when they were at it and an old fellow who
used to live in New Salem dropped in, so they put it up to him; said he
lived in New Salem in ’33; said he knew Lincoln. Wanted to know if he
ever heard of his writin’ a book that Sam Hill burned up in the stove
in his store. The old fellow listened all through without sayin’ a
word, and when they was finished he said, solemn like, ‘Couldn’t have
happened. Wa’n’t no stove. Sam Hill never had one.’
“Well, sir, you ought to seen their jaws drop. Just set starin’ at him
and I thought I’d die a laffin’ to see ’em collapse. I wish Mr. Lincoln
could have heard that old fellow, ‘Wa’n’t no stove.’ How he’d enjoyed
that--‘Wa’n’t no stove.’
“But for all that I never regarded that witness over high. Of course
Sam Hill must have had a stove otherwise there wouldn’t have been a
place for folks to set around.
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