Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 -- Juvenile literature
In the next year a set of speeches was made which showed people how
things stood. In 1858 Lincoln stood against Douglas as candidate for
the State of Illinois. Douglas was one of the most famous and popular
men then living in America. He was far the cleverest man and the best
speaker of his party; he stood for all those who, though they might not
want to have slaves themselves, thought that slavery was not wrong;
that black men were intended by a kind Providence to be useful to white
men. If any State wanted slaves, let them have them--why not?
As Lincoln said, “Douglas is so put up by nature, that a lash upon his
back would hurt him, but a lash upon anybody else’s back does not hurt
him.”
Those who did not know Lincoln thought it absurd that he, an unknown
man from the country, should dare to stand against Douglas, the “Little
Giant.” But Lincoln was not afraid; he did not think of himself; he
wanted people to hear what he had to say. He arranged with Douglas
that they should hold a number of meetings together in Illinois. They
arranged it in this way. At half the meetings Douglas spoke first
for an hour; then Lincoln replied, speaking for an hour and a half,
and Douglas answered him in half-an-hour’s speech. At the other half,
Lincoln began and Douglas followed, Lincoln ending.
You can imagine one of these meetings. A large hall, roughly built for
the most part, the seats often made of planks laid on top of unhewn
logs, packed with two or three thousand people, intensely eager to hear
and learn. Some of them were already followers of Douglas, the most
popular man in America: all of them had heard of the “Little Giant,”
the cleverest speaker in the States. Immense cheering as Douglas rose
to his feet. A small man with a big head: a handsome face with quickly
moving, keen, dark eyes; faultlessly dressed. A well-bred gentleman,
secure of himself--a lawyer with all his art at the end of his tongue:
able to persuade any one that black was white, to wrap up anything
in so many charming words that only the cleverest could see when one
statement did not follow from another, when an argument was not a
proof: quick to see and stab the weak points in any one else. A voice
rich and mellow, various and well trained, pleased all who heard it.
For an hour he spoke, amid complete silence, only broken by outbursts
of applause. When he ended, there were deafening cheers--then a pause,
and “Lincoln,” “Lincoln,” from all parts of the hall.
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