One of the numerous paymasters at Washington sought an introduction to Mr. Lincoln. He arrived at the White House quite opportunely, and was introduced to the President by the United States Marshal, with his blandest smile. While shaking hands with the President the paymaster remarked: “I have no official business with you, Mr. President; I only called to pay my compliments.” “I understand,” was the reply, “and, from the complaints of the soldiers, I think that is all you do pay.” _The Interviewer._ An interviewer, with the best intentions in the world, once went to Mr. Lincoln’s room in the White House while he was President, and inquired: “Mr. President, what do you think of the war and its end?” To which Mr. Lincoln politely and laughingly replied: “That question of yours puts me in mind of a story about something which happened down in Egypt, in the southern part of Illinois.” The point of it was that a man burned his fingers by being in too much haste. Mr. Lincoln told the story admirably well, walking up and down the room, and heartily laughing all the while. The interviewer was quick to see the point. As a matter of course he was cut to the quick, and quickly down-stairs he rushed, saying to himself: “I’ll never interview that man again.” _How Mr. Lincoln secured a Ride._ When Abraham Lincoln was a poor lawyer, he found himself one cold day at a village some distance from Springfield, and with no means of conveyance. Seeing a gentleman driving along the Springfield road in a carriage, he ran up to him and politely said: “Sir, will you have the goodness to take my overcoat to town for me?” “With pleasure,” answered the gentleman. “But how will you get it again?” “Oh, very easily,” said Mr. Lincoln, “as I intend to remain in it.” “Jump in,” said the gentleman laughing. And the future President had a pleasant ride. _The President’s Influence._ Judge Baldwin, of California, an old and highly respectable and sedate gentleman, called on General Halleck, and, presuming on a familiar acquaintance in California a few years since, solicited a pass outside of the lines to see a brother in Virginia, not thinking he would meet with a refusal, as both his brother and himself were good Union men. “We have been deceived too often,” said General Halleck, “and I regret I can’t grant it.” Judge B. then went to Stanton, and was very briefly disposed of with the same result. Finally he obtained an interview with Mr. Lincoln and stated his case. “Have you applied to General Halleck?” said the President. “And met with a flat refusal,” said Judge B. “Then you must see Stanton,” continued the President. “I have, and with the same result,” was the reply. “Well, then,” said the President, with a smile of good humor, “I can do nothing, for you must know that I have very little influence with this administration.” _The German Lieutenant._