The young revelers gathered in a group and began to whisper together.
Samson writes that it became evident then they were going to make trouble and says:
"We had left the children at Rutledge"s in the care of Ann. I went to Sarah and told her she had better go on and see if they were all right.
""Don"t you get in any fight," she said, which shows that the women knew what was in the air.
"Sarah led the way and the others followed her."
Those big, brawny fellows from the grove when they got merry were looking always for a chance to get mad at some man and turn him into a plaything.
A victim had been a necessary part of their sprees. Many a poor fellow had been fastened in a barrel and rolled down hill or nearly drowned in a ducking for their amus.e.m.e.nt. A chance had come to get mad and they were going to make the most of it. They began to growl with resentment. Some were wigging their leader Jack Armstrong to fight Abe. One of them ran to his horse and brought a bottle from his saddle-bag. It began pa.s.sing from mouth to mouth. Jack Armstrong got the bottle before it was half emptied, drained it and flung it high in the air. Another called him a hog and grappled him around the waist and there was a desperate struggle which ended quickly. Armstrong got a hold on the neck of his a.s.sailant and choked him until he let go. This was not enough for the st.u.r.dy bully of Clary"s Grove. He seized his follower and flung him so roughly on the ground that the latter lay for a moment stunned. Armstrong had got his blood warm and was now ready for action. With a wild whoop he threw off his coats, unb.u.t.toned his right shirt-sleeve and rolled it to the shoulder and declared in a loud voice, as he swung his arm in the air, that he could "out jump, out hop, out run, throw down, drag out an" lick any man in New Salem."
In a letter to his father Samson writes:
"Abe was working at my elbow. I saw him drop his hammer and get up and make for the ladder. I knew something was going to happen and I followed him. In a minute every one was off the roof and out of the building. I guess they knew what was coming. The big lad stood there swinging his arm and yelling like an Injun. It was a big arm and muscled and corded up some but I guess if I"d shoved the calico off mine and held it up he"d a pulled down his sleeve. I suppose the feller"s arm had a kind of a mule"s kick in it, but, good gracious! If he"d a seen as many arms as you an" I have that have growed up on a hickory helve he"d a known that his was nothing to brag of. I didn"t know just how good a man Abe was and I was kind o" scairt for a minute. I never found it so hard work to do nothin"
as I did then. Honest my hands kind o" ached. I wanted to go an" cuff that feller"s ears an" grab hold o" him an" toss him over the ridge pole.
Abe went right up to him an" said:
""Jack, you ain"t half so bad or half so cordy as ye think ye are. You say you can throw down any man here. I reckon I"ll have to show ye that you"re mistaken. I"ll ra.s.sle with ye. We"re friends an" we won"t talk about lickin" each other. Le"s have a friendly ra.s.sle."
"In a second the two men were locked together. Armstrong had lunged at Abe with a yell. There was no friendship in the way he took hold. He was going to do all the damage he could in any way he could. He tried to b.u.t.t with his head and ram his knee into Abe"s stomach as soon as they came together. Half drunk Jack is a man who would bite your ear off. It was no ra.s.sle; it was a fight. Abe moved like lightning. He acted awful limber an" well greased. In a second he had got hold of the feller"s neck with his big right hand and hooked his left into the cloth on his hip. In that way he held him off and shook him as you"ve seen our dog shake a woodchuck. Abe"s blood was hot. If the whole crowd had piled on him I guess he would have come out all right, for when he"s roused there"s something in Abe more than bones and muscles. I suppose it"s what I feel when he speaks a piece. It"s a kind of lightning. I guess it"s what our minister used to call the power of the spirit. Abe said to me afterwards that he felt as if he was fighting for the peace and honor of New Salem.
"A friend of the bully jumped in and tried to trip Abe. Harry Needles stood beside me. Before I could move he dashed forward and hit that feller in the middle of his forehead and knocked him flat. Harry had hit Bap McNoll the c.o.c.k fighter. I got up next to the kettle then and took the sc.u.m off it. Fetched one of them devils a slap with the side of my hand that took the skin off his face and rolled him over and over.
When I looked again Armstrong was going limp. His mouth was open and his tongue out. With one hand fastened to his right leg and the other on the nape of his neck Abe lifted him at arm"s length and gave him a toss in the air. Armstrong fell about ten feet from where Abe stood and lay there for a minute. The fight was all out of him and he was kind of dazed and sick. Abe stood up like a giant and his face looked awful solemn.
""Boys, if there"s any more o" you that want trouble you can have some off the same piece," he said.
"They hung their heads and not one of them made a move or said a word.
Abe went to Armstrong and helped him up.
""Jack, I"m sorry that I had to hurt you." be said. "You get on to your horse and go home."
""Abe, you"re a better man than me," said the bully, as he offer"d his hand to Abe. "I"ll do anything you say.""
So the Clary"s Grove gang was conquered. They were to make more trouble but not again were they to imperil the foundations of law and order in the little community of New Salem. As they were starting away Bap McNoll turned to Harry Needles and shouted: "I"ll git even with you yet--you slab-sided son of a dog."
That is not exactly what he said but it is near enough.
CHAPTER V
IN WHICH THE CHARACTER OF BIM KELSO FLASHES OUT IN A STRANGE ADVENTURE THAT BEGINS THE WEAVING OF A LONG THREAD OF ROMANCE.
The sh.e.l.l of the cabin was finished that day. Its puncheon floor was in place but its upper floor was to be laid when the boards were ready. Its two doors were yet to be made and hung, its five windows to be fitted and made fast, its walls to be c.h.i.n.ked with clay mortar. Samson and Harry stayed that evening after the rest were gone, smoothing the puncheon floor. They made a few nails at the forge after supper and went over to Abe"s store about nine. Two of the Clary"s Grove Gang who had tarried in the village sat in the gloom of its little veranda apparently asleep. Dr.
Allen, Jack Kelso, Alexander Ferguson and Martin Waddell were sitting by its fireside while Abe sat on the counter with his legs hanging off.
"He"s a tough oak stick of a man," Kelso was saying.
"Here he is now," said Dr. Allen. "That lad you cuffed had to stop at my office for repairs."
"I told you once to use a crowbar if you wanted to hit anybody, but never to use your hands," said Abe.
"Well there wasn"t any time to lose and there was no crowbar handy," said Samson.
"That reminds me of a general who made the boys of his regiment promise to let him do all the swearin"," Abe began. "One day a sergeant got into trouble with a mule team. It was raining hard and the off mule balked.
Wouldn"t draw a pound. The sergeant got wet to the skin and swore a song of fourteen verses that was heard by half the regiment. The general called him up for discipline.
""Young man, I thought it was understood that I was to do all the swearin"," he said.
""So it was," said the sergeant, "but that swearin" had to be done right away. You couldn"t "a" got there in time to do it if I"d "a" sent for ye.""
"I"m sorry we had to have trouble," Samson remarked, after the outburst of appreciation that followed Abe"s story. "It"s the only spot on the day. I"ll never forget the kindness of the people of New Salem."
"The raising bee is a most significant thing," said Kelso. "Democracy tends to universal friendship--each works for the crowd and the crowd for each and there are no favorites. Every community is like the thousand friends of Thebes. Most of its units stand together for the common good--for justice, law and honor. The schools are spinning strands of democracy out of all this European wool. Railroads are to pick them up and weave them into one great fabric. By and by we shall see the ten million friends of America standing together as did the thousand friends of Thebes."
"It"s a great thought," said Abe.
"No man can estimate the size of that mighty phalanx of friendship all trained in one school," Kelso went on. "Two years ago the _Encyclopedia Britannica_ figured that the population of the United States in 1905 would be 168,000,000 people, and in 1966, 672,000,000. Wealth, power, science, literature, all follow in the train of light and numbers. The causes which moved the sceptre of civilization from the Euphrates to Western Europe will carry it from the latter to the New World."
"They say that electricity and the development of the steam engine is going to make all men think alike," said Abe. "If that"s so Democracy and Liberty will spread over the earth."
"The seed of Universal Brotherhood is falling far and wide and you can not kill it," Kelso continued. "Last year Mazzini said: "There is only one sun in heaven for the whole earth, only one law for all who people it. We are here to found fraternally the unity of the human race so that, sometime, it may present but one fold and one Shepherd."
Then Lincoln spoke again: "I reckon we are near the greatest years in history. It is a privilege to be alive."
"And young," Dr. Allen added.
"Young! What a G.o.d"s blessed thing is that!" said Kelso and then he quoted from Coleridge:
""Verse, a breeze mid blossoms straying Where Hope clung feeding like a bee, Both were mine! Life went a maying With Nature, Hope and Poesy When I was young!"
"Abe, have ye learned the _Cotter"s Sat.u.r.day Night_?"
"Not yet. It"s a heavy hog to hold but I"ll get a grip on an ear and a hind leg and lift it out o" the pen before long. You see."
"Don"t fail to do that. It will be a help and joy to ye."
"Old Kirkham is a hard master," said Abe. "I hear his bell ringing every time I get a minute"s leisure. I"m nigh through with him. Now I want to study rhetoric."