In The Boyhood of Lincoln

The company was after a little time increased for Thomas Lincoln came slowly into the clearing, and saying, "How-dy?" and "The to

my children, and here where I was born I wish to die.' Rock Island, as the northern islands, rapids, and bluffs of the Mississippi are called, is a very beautiful place. Black Hawk clings to the spot as to his life. 'I love to look down,'

n Pennsylvania. God willed it, and I had no will but to obey. I heard the Voice within, just as I heard i

left the harvest to the heavens. Why should I be anxious in regard to the result? I walk by faith, and I know wh

oes for him, and tried to teach the children by signs. So I was fed by the ravens of the air. He had no interpreter or runner such as he would trust to go with me; but he told me if I would return in the May moon, he would provide me one. He said that it would be a boy by the

eaching. I can see my circuit now in my mind. This is the map of it: From Rock Island to Fort Dearborn (Chicago); from Fort Dearborn to the Ohio, w

the Scandinavian valleys, doubtless believed that there "are people beyond the mountains, also" but he knew little of the world outside of Kentucky and Illinois. Mrs. Eastman was quite intelligent in

build up churches?" said

N

at's what I can't understand. I can't get

the wilderness, p

amily

ve I to do w

mo

what I

more about Black Hawk. I want to hear of him, although we all are wastin' a pile of time when we all oug

you had better be pretty wary of him. You don't know Indians. He's a f

mal nature to try to avenge them. Had he listened to the higher teach

him against white folk

but it needs a teacher. The Indians need teachers. I am sent to teach in the wilderness, and to be fed by the birds of the air

e as a father to him, and taught him to hunt and to go to war. When Black Hawk joined the British he wished to take this boy with him to Canada; but his own father said that he needed him to care for him i

a column of white smoke curling from a hollow in one of the bluffs. He stepped aside to see what was there. As he looked over the bluff he saw a fire, and an aged In

Hawk. But, although the old Indian

ppened?' aske

ian seemed scarcely alive. Black Hawk brought some water to him. It revived him. His cons

Black Hawk, Black Hawk, m

has

you used to love. Gone, like a maple-l

the pale-faces to winter there. When I arrived I found that the white people had built

on this side of the Mississippi, and that he would protect us. So we made

he white man spoke true. Night came, and he did not return. I could not sleep that night. In the morn

's tracks. They followed them, and saw that he had been pursuing a deer to the river. They came upo

was dead-my boy! The white men had murdered him for killing the deer near the fort; and the land was ours. His face was all shot to pieces. His body was stabbed through and t

ight, and the next day he buried it upon the bluff. It was at that grave that Black Hawk listened to the hawk

mas Lincoln. "Don't you trust

and wherever he may be. May the gospel bring the day when the shedding of human blood will cease! But the times are still evil. The world waits still for the manifestation of the son

lin' us savages! I'm an exhorter myself, I'd like to have you know. I cou

a story now," sai

a story told without telling another one to match it; and Abe, here,

NISHED

o knew enough for 'em, and the way that she cleared 'em out showed an amazin' amount of spirit. Women was women in Daniel Boone's t

tty plenty then, and one day one of 'em came, all feathers and paint, and whoops and pra

he Injun came on like a champion, swingin' his tommyhawk and liftin' his

at has found it a slow gunpowder. Well, this woman, as I was s

tle, and held it up before him-so. It made

said she, 'mi

ndian, all humps a

er hear an Injun

some?'

e? Of cou

en she uncorked the bottle and handed it to him

y, when Mrs. Daviess seized the shooter and lifte

or I'll fire! Set

He set down the bottle, looke

d silent as a dead man until Mr. Daviess came home, when he was allowed to crawl away into the forest.

y," said the Tunker, "but who taught him to lo

linois. I like to see any one from Illinois, even if he is an Indian. I'm goin' there

seems as wide as the sky. It can all be tu

dian civilly, and the Tunke

s come-the one that they bantered me about over to the smithy. Johnnie and I are old friends. I used

a camp-meetin' on the Illinois side, and I wanted to go. Now, Johnnie Kon

to wear a wig ever since I had the scarlet fever, when I was a girl. I'm kind o' ashamed

before I showed him mine, and I ne

a lovely time on the prairies. The grass was all ripe and wavin', and the creeks were all a

loud, and who should come ridin' up but three Injuns! I was terribly frightened. I could see that they were hostile Injuns-Sacs, from Black Hawk. One of

away, then turned and came dashin'

by me. Then he turned his horse a

hrew it upon the ground. Then I grabbed my wig, held it up in t

it is,

urs to his horse, and he never stopped runnin' till he was out of sight.

herself!

ff!' said the oth

. And-and-must I say it?-Johnnie Kongapod-he ran too; and so I put

uts, Johnnie Kongapod,

s overnight and return again; you will travel a long way, elder, before you find any people of that kind, Injuns or white folks. I know. I haven't li

s brown arm silently, and, bendin

You will know. Time t

r daughters' husbands asked her to come and live with them. They said she moved to Injiany. Now, I have traveled about this State to all the camp-meetin's, and I never f

lieve-the confident I