The inner life of Abraham Lincoln : $b Six months at the White HouseCarpenter, F. B. (Francis Bicknell)
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The inner life of Abraham Lincoln : $b Six months at the White House
Carpenter, F. B. (Francis Bicknell)
Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 -- Anecdotes; Presidents -- United States -- Anecdotes
“I once knew,” said he, “a sound churchman by the name of Brown, who
was a member of a very sober and pious committee having in charge
the erection of a bridge over a dangerous and rapid river. Several
architects failed, and at last Brown said he had a friend named Jones,
who had built several bridges and undoubtedly could build that one.
So Mr. Jones was called in. ‘Can you build this bridge?’ inquired the
committee. ‘Yes,’ replied Jones, ‘or any other. I could build a bridge
to the infernal regions, if necessary!’ The committee were shocked,
and Brown felt called upon to defend his friend. ‘I know Jones so
well,’ said he, ‘and he is so honest a man and so good an architect,
that if he states soberly and positively that he can build a bridge
to--to ----, why, I believe it; but I feel bound to say that I have my
doubts about the abutment on the infernal side.’ So,” said Mr. Lincoln,
“when politicians told me that the northern and southern wings of the
Democracy could be harmonized, why, I believed them, of course; but I
always had my doubts about the ‘abutment’ on the _other_ side.”[13]
About the time Mr. Lincoln began to be known as a successful lawyer,
he was waited upon by a lady, who held a real-estate claim which
she desired to have him prosecute,--putting into his hands, with the
necessary papers, a check for two hundred and fifty dollars, as a
retaining fee. Mr. Lincoln said he would look the case over, and asked
her to call again the next day. Upon presenting herself, Mr. Lincoln
told her that he had gone through the papers very carefully, and he
must tell her frankly that there was not a “peg” to hang her claim
upon, and he could not conscientiously advise her to bring an action.
The lady was satisfied, and, thanking him, rose to go. “Wait,” said Mr.
Lincoln, fumbling in his vest pocket; “here is the check you left with
me.” “But, Mr. Lincoln,” returned the lady, “I think you have earned
_that_.” “No, no,” he responded, handing it back to her; “that would
not be right. I can’t take _pay_ for doing my duty.”
Mr. Lincoln liked to feel himself the attorney of the people, not their
ruler. Speaking once of the probability of his renomination, he said:
“If the people think I have managed their ‘case’ for them well enough
to trust me to carry it up to the next term, I am sure I shall be glad
to take it.”
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