e day in their rounds, as the lawyers came through the front gate, a
certain judge, whose name the narrator refused to divulge, knocked down
with his cane her pet doll, which was leaning against the fence. The
little girl cried over this contemptuous treatment of her "child."

Young Lawyer Lincoln, seeing it all, sprang in and quickly picked up the
fallen doll. Brushing off the dust with his great awkward hand he said,
soothingly, to the wounded little mother-heart:

"There now, little Black Eyes, don't cry. Your baby's alive. See, she
isn't hurt a bit!"

That tall young man never looked uncouth to her after that. It was this
same old lady who told the writer that Lawyer Lincoln wore a new suit of
clothes for the first time on the very day that he performed the
oft-described feat of rescuing a helpless hog from a great deep hole in
the road, and plastered his new clothes with mud to the great merriment
of his legal friends. This well-known incident occurred not far from her
father's place near Paris, Illinois.

These and many other new and corrected incidents are now collected for
THE STORY OF YOUNG ABRAHAM LINCOLN, in addition to the best of
everything suitable that was known before--as the highest patriotic
service which the writer can render to the young people of the United
States of America.

WAYNE WHIPPLE.

THE STORY OF
YOUNG ABRAHAM LINCOLN

CHAPTER I

ABRAHAM LINCOLN'S FOREFATHERS

Lincoln's grandfather, for whom he was named Abraham, was a distant
cousin to Daniel Boone. The Boones and the Lincolns had intermarried for
generations. The Lincolns were of good old English stock. When he was
President, Abraham Lincoln, who had never given much attention to the
family pedigree, said that the history of his family was well described
by a single line in Gray's "Elegy":

"The short and simple annals of the poor."

Yet Grandfather Abraham was wealthy for his day. He accompanied Boone
from Virginia to Kentucky and lost his life there. He had sacrificed
part of his property to the pioneer spirit within him, and, with the
killing of their father, his family lost the rest. They were "land
poor" in the wilderness of the "Dark-and-Bloody-Ground"--the meaning of
the Indian name, "Ken-tuc-kee."

Grandfather Lincoln had built a solid log cabin and cleared a field or
two around it, near the Falls of the Ohio, about where Louisville now
stands. Bu