CHAPTER VI.

DESULTORY EMPLOYMENTS.

Upon the arrival of the Lincoln family in Illinois, they had the few

tools which would be considered almost necessary to every frontiersman:

namely, a common ax, broad-ax, hand-saw, whip-saw. The mauls and wedges

were of wood and were made by each workman for himself. To this stock

of tools may also be added a small supply of nails brought from

Indiana, for at that period nails were very expensive and used with the

strictest economy. By means of pegs and other devices people managed to

get along without them.

When Abraham Lincoln went to New Salem it was (like all frontier towns)

a promising place. It grew until it had the enormous population of

about one hundred people, housed--or log-cabined--in fifteen primitive

structures. The tributary country was not very important in a

commercial sense. To this population no less than four general stores--

that is, stores containing nearly everything that would be needed in

that community--offered their wares.

The town flourished, at least it lived, about through the period that

Lincoln dwelt there, after which it disappeared.

Lincoln was ready to take any work that would get him a living. A

neighbor advised him to make use of his great strength in the work of a

blacksmith. He seriously thought of learning the trade, but was,

fortunately for the country, diverted from doing so.

The success of the expedition to New Orleans had won the admiration of

his employer, Denton Offutt, and he now offered Lincoln a clerkship in

his prospective store. The offer was accepted partly because it gave

him some time to read, and it was here that he came to know the two

great poets, Burns and Shakespeare.

Offutt's admiration of the young clerk did him credit, but his voluble

expression of it was not judicious. He bragged that Lincoln was smart

enough to be president, and that he could run faster, jump higher,

throw farther, and "wrastle" better than any man in the country. In the

neighborhood there was a gang of rowdies, kind at heart but very rough,

known as "the Clary's Grove boys." They took the boasting of Offutt as

a direct challenge to themselves and eagerly accepted it. So they put

up a giant by the name of Jack Armstrong as their champion and arranged

a "wrastling" match. All went indifferently for a while until Lincoln

seemed to be getting the better of his antagonist, when the "boys"

crowded in and interfered while Armstrong attempted a foul. Instantly

Lincoln was furious. Putting forth all his strength he lifted Jack up

and shook him as a terrier shakes a rat. The crowd, in their turn,

became angry and set out to mob him. He backed up against a wall and in

hot indignation awaited the onset. Armstrong was the first to recover

his good sense. Exclaiming, "Boys, Abe Lincoln's the best fellow that

ever broke into the settlement," he held out his hand to Lincoln who

received it with perfect good nature. From that day these boys never

lost their admiration for him. He was their hero. From that day, too,

he became the permanent umpire, the general peacemaker of the region.

His good nature, his self-command, and his manifest fairness placed his

decisions beyond question. His popularity was established once for all

in the entire community.

There are some, anecdotes connected with his work in the store which

are worth preserving because they illustrate traits of his character.

He once sold a half pound of tea to a customer. The next morning as he

was tidying up the store he saw, by the weights which remained in the

scales, that he had inadvertently given her four, instead of eight,

ounces. He instantly weighed out the balance and carried it to her, not

waiting for his breakfast.

At another time when he counted up his cash at night he discovered that

he had charged a customer an excess of six and a quarter cents. He

closed up the store at once and walked to the home of the customer, and

returned the money. It was such things as these, in little matters as

well as great, that gave him the nickname of "honest Abe" which, to his

honor be it said, clung to him through life.

One incident illustrates his chivalry. While he was waiting upon some

women, a ruffian came into the store using vulgar language. Lincoln

asked him to desist, but he became more abusive than ever. After the

women had gone, Lincoln took him out of the store, threw him on the

ground, rubbed smartweed in his face and eyes until he howled for

mercy, and then he gave him a lecture which did him more practical good

than a volume of Chesterfield's letters.

Some time after Offutt's store had "winked out," while Lincoln was

looking for employment there came a chance to buy one half interest in

a store, the other half being owned by an idle, dissolute fellow named

Berry who ultimately drank himself into his grave. Later, another

opening came in the following way: the store of one Radford had been

wrecked by the horse-play of some ruffians, and the lot was bought by

Mr. Greene for four hundred dollars. He employed Lincoln to make an

invoice of the goods and he in turn offered Greene two hundred and

fifty dollars for the bargain and the offer was accepted. But even that

was not the last investment. The fourth and only remaining store in the

hamlet was owned by one Rutledge. This also was bought out by the firm

of Berry & Lincoln. Thus they came to have the monopoly of the

mercantile business in the hamlet of New Salem.

Be it known that in all these transactions not a dollar in money

changed hands. Men bought with promissory notes and sold for the same

consideration. The mercantile venture was not successful. Berry was

drinking and loafing, and Lincoln, who did not work as faithfully for

himself as for another, was usually reading or telling stories. So when

a couple of strangers, Trent by name, offered to buy out the store, the

offer was accepted and more promissory notes changed hands. About the

time these last notes came due, the Trent brothers disappeared between

two days. Then Berry died.

The outcome of the whole series of transactions was that Lincoln was

left with an assortment of promissory notes bearing the names of the

Herndons, Radford, Greene, Rutledge, Berry, and the Trents. With one

exception, which will be duly narrated, his creditors told him to pay

when he was able. He promised to put all of his earnings, in excess of

modest living expenses, into the payment of these obligations. It was

the burden of many years and he always called it "the national debt."

But he kept his word, paying both principal and the high rate of

interest until 1848, or after fifteen years, when a member of congress,

he paid the last cent. He was still "honest Abe." This narrative ranks

the backwoodsman with Sir Walter Scott and Mark Twain, though no

dinners were tendered to him and no glowing eulogies were published

from ocean to ocean.

His only further experience in navigation was the piloting of a

Cincinnati steamboat, the _Talisman_, up the Sangamon River (during the

high water in spring time) to show that that stream was navigable.

Nothing came of it however, and Springfield was never made "the head of

navigation."

It was in the midst of the mercantile experiences above narrated that

the Black Hawk war broke out. Black Hawk was chief of the Sac Indians,

who, with some neighboring tribes, felt themselves wronged by the

whites. Some of them accordingly put on the paint, raised the whoop,

and entered the warpath in northern Illinois and southern Wisconsin.

The governor called for soldiers, and Lincoln volunteered with the

rest.

The election of captain of the company was according to an original

method. The two candidates were placed a short distance apart and the

men were invited to line up with one or the other according to their

preference. When this had been done it was seen that Lincoln had about

three quarters of the men. This testimony to his popularity was

gratifying. After he became president of the United States he declared

that no success that ever came to him gave him so much solid

satisfaction.

Lincoln saw almost nothing of the war. His only casualty came after its

close. He had been mustered out and his horse was stolen so that he was

compelled to walk most of the way home. After the expiration of his

term of enlistment he reenlisted as a private. As he saw no fighting

the war was to him almost literally a picnic. But in 1848, when he was

in congress, the friends of General Cass were trying to make political

capital out of his alleged military services. This brought from Lincoln

a speech which showed that he had not lost the power of satire which he

possessed while a lad in Indiana.

"Did you know, Mr. Speaker, I am a military hero? In the days of the

Black Hawk war I fought, bled, and--came away. I was not at Stillman's

defeat, but I was about as near it as General Cass was to Hull's

surrender; and, like him, I saw the place very soon afterwards. It is

quite certain I did not break my sword, for I had none to break, but I

bent my musket pretty bad on one occasion. If General Cass went in

advance of me picking whortleberries, I guess I surpassed him in

charges on the wild onions. If he saw any live fighting Indians, it was

more than I did, but I had a good many bloody struggles with the

mosquitoes; and although I never fainted from loss of blood, I can

truly say I was often very hungry. If ever I should conclude to doff

whatever our Democratic friends may suppose there is of black-cockade

Federalism about me, and thereupon they shall take me up as their

candidate for the Presidency, I protest that they shall not make fun of

me, as they have of General Cass, by attempting to write me into a

military hero."

In 1833 Lincoln was appointed postmaster at New Salem. To him the chief

advantage of this position was the fact that it gave him the means of

reading the papers. The principal one of these was the Louisville

_Journal_, an exceedingly able paper, for it was in charge of

George D. Prentice, one of the ablest editors this country has ever

produced. The duties of the post-office were few because the mail was

light. The occasional letters which came were usually carried around by

the postmaster in his hat. When one asked for his mail, he would

gravely remove his hat and search through the package of letters.

This office was discontinued in a short time, but no agent of the

government came to close up the accounts. Years afterwards, when

Lincoln was in Springfield, the officer suddenly appeared and demanded

the balance due to the United States, the amount being seventeen

dollars and a few cents. A friend who was by, knowing that Lincoln was

short of funds, in order to save him from embarrassment, offered to

lend him the needful sum. "Hold on a minute and let's see how we come

out," said he. He went to his room and returned with an old rag

containing money. This he counted out, being the exact sum to a cent.

It was all in small denominations of silver and copper, just as it had

been received. In all his emergencies of need he had never touched this

small fund which he held in trust. To him it was sacred. He was still

"honest Abe."

In the early thirties, when the state of Illinois was being settled

with great rapidity, the demand for surveyors was greater than the

supply. John Calhoun, surveyor for the government, was in urgent need

of a deputy, and Lincoln was named as a man likely to be able to fit

himself for the duties on short notice. He was appointed. He borrowed

the necessary book and went to work in dead earnest to learn the

science. Day and night he studied until his friends, noticing the

wearing effect on his health, became alarmed. But by the end of six

weeks, an almost incredibly brief period of time, he was ready for

work.

It is certain that his outfit was of the simplest description, and

there is a tradition that at first, instead of a surveyor's chain he

used a long, straight, wild-grape vine. Those who understand the

conditions and requirements of surveying in early days say that this is

not improbable. A more important fact is that Lincoln's surveys have

never been called in question, which is something that can be said of

few frontier surveyors. Though he learned the science in so short a

time, yet here, as always, he was thorough.

It was said in the earlier part of this chapter that to the holders of

Lincoln's notes who consented to await his ability to pay, there was

one exception. One man, when his note fell due, seized horse and

instruments, and put a temporary stop to his surveying. But a neighbor

bought these in and returned them to Lincoln. He never forgot the

kindness of this man, James Short by name, and thirty years later

appointed him Indian agent.

At this point may be mentioned an occurrence which took place a year or

two later. It was his first romance of love, his engagement to a

beautiful girl, Ann Rutledge, and his bereavement. Her untimely death

nearly unsettled his mind. He was afflicted with melancholy to such a

degree that his friends dared not leave him alone. For years afterwards

the thought of her would shake his whole frame with emotion, and he

would sit with his face buried in his hands while the tears trickled

through. A friend once begged him to try to forget his sorrow. "I

cannot," he said; "the thought of the rain and snow on her grave fills

me with indescribable grief."

Somehow, we know not how, the poem "Oh, why should the spirit of mortal

be proud?" was in his mind connected with Ann Rutledge. Possibly it may

have been a favorite with her. There was certainly some association,

and through his whole life he was fond of it and often repeated it. Nor

did he forget her. It was late in life that he said: "I really and

truly loved the girl and think often of her now." Then, after a pause,

"And I have loved the name of Rutledge to this day."

This bereavement took much from Lincoln. Did it give him nothing?

Patience, earnestness, tenderness, sympathy--these are sometimes the

gifts which are sent by the messenger Sorrow. We are justified in

believing that this sad event was one of the means of ripening the

character of this great man, and that to it was due a measure of his

usefulness in his mature years.

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