BOOK TWO
CHAPTER X
IN WHICH ABE AND SAMSON WRESTLE AND SOME RAIDERS COME TO BURN AND STAY TO REPENT
Within a week after their return the election came off and Abe was defeated, although in his precinct two hundred and twenty-seven out of a total of three hundred votes had been cast for him. He began to consider which way to turn. He thought seriously of the trade of the blacksmith which many advised. Burns and Shakespeare, who had been with him in recent vicissitudes seemed to disagree with him. Jack Kelso, who had welcomed the returning warriors in the cheery fashion of old, vigorously opposed his trying "to force the gates of fortune with the strong arm."
They were far more likely to yield, he said, to a well trained intellect of which mighty sinews were a poor tool but a good setting. Moreover, Major John T. Stuart--a lawyer of Springfield--who had been his comrade in the "war" had encouraged him to study law and, further, had offered to lend him books. So he looked for an occupation which would give him leisure for study. Offut, his former employer, had failed and cleared out. The young giant regarded thoughtfully the scanty opportunities of the village. He could hurl his great strength into the ax-head and make a good living but he had learned that such a use of it gave him a better appet.i.te for sleep than study.
John McNeil, who for a short time had shared his military adventures, had become a partner of Samuel Hill in a store larger and better stocked than any the village had known. But Hill and McNeil had no need of a clerk.
Rowan Herndon and William Berry--he of the morning-glory shirt--had opened a general store. Mr. Herndon offered to sell his interest to Abe and take notes for his pay. It was not a proposition that promised anything but loss. The community was small and there were three other stores and there was no other "Bill" Berry, who was given to drink and dreams as Abe knew. He was never offensive. Drink begat in Bill Berry a benevolent form of intemperance. It imparted to him a feeling of pity for the human race and a deep sense of obligation to it. In his cups he acquired a notable generosity and politeness. In the words of Jack Kelso he was then "as placid as a mill pond and as full of reflection." He had many friends and no one had questioned his honesty.
Abe Lincoln had not been trained to weigh the consequences of a business enterprise. The store would give him leisure for study and New Salem could offer him nothing else save consuming toil with the axe or the saw.
He could not think of leaving the little cabin village. There were Ann Rutledge and Jack Kelso and Samson Traylor and Harry Needles. Every ladder climber in the village and on the plain around it was his friend.
Upon these people who knew and respected him Abe Lincoln based his hopes.
Among them he had found his vision and failure had not diminished or dimmed it. He would try again for a place in which he could serve them and if he could learn to serve Sangamon County he could learn to serve the state and, possibly, even the Republic. With this thought and a rather poor regard for his own interest his name fell into bad company on the sign board of Berry and Lincoln. Before he took his place in the store he walked to Springfield and borrowed a law book from his friend Major Stuart.
The career of the firm began on a hot day late in August with Bill Berry smoking his pipe in a chair on the little veranda of the store and Abe Lincoln sprawled in the shade of a tree that partly overhung its roof, reading a law book. The latter was collarless and without coat or waistcoat. His feet were in yarn socks and heavy cloth slippers. Mr.
Berry was looking intently at nothing. He was also thinking of nothing with a devotion worthy of the n.o.blest cause. No breeze touched the mill pond of his consciousness. He would have said that he "had his traps set for an idea and was watching them." Generally he was watching his traps with a look of dreamy contemplation. He, too, wore no coat or waistcoat.
His calico shirt was decorated with diminutive roses in pink ink. His ready tied necktie was very red and fastened on his collar b.u.t.ton with an elastic loop. A nugget of free gold which, he loved to explain, had come from the Rocky Mountains and had ten dollars" worth of the root of evil in it, adorned his shirt-front--dangling from a pin bar on a tiny chain.
The face of Mr. Berry suddenly a.s.sumed a look of animation. A small, yellow dog which had been lying in repose beside him rose and growled, his hair rising, and with a little cry of alarm and astonishment fled under the store.
"Here comes Steve Nuckles on his old mare with a lion following him,"
said Berry.
Abe closed his book and rose and looked at the approaching minister and his big dog.
"If we ain"t careful we"ll git prayed for plenty," said Berry.
"If the customers don"t come faster I reckon we"ll need it," said Abe.
"Howdy," said the minister as he stopped at the hitching bar, dismounted and tied his mare. "Don"t be skeered o" this "ere dog. He were tied when I left home but he chawed his rope an" come a"ter me. I reckon if n.o.body feeds him he"ll patter back to-night."
"He"s a whopper!" said Abe.
"He"s the masteris" dog I ever did see," said the minister, a tall, lank, brawny, dark-skinned man with gray eyes, sandy whiskers on the point of his chin, and clothes worn and faded. "Any plug tobaccer?"
"A back load of it," said Berry, going into the store to wait on the minister.
When they came out the latter carved off a corner of the plug with his jack-knife, put it into his mouth and sat down on the door-step.
"Mr. Nuckles, how did you happen to become a minister?" Abe asked.
"Well, sur, I done had a dream," said the Reverend Mr. Nuckles, as he clasped his hands over a knee and chewed vigorously. "I done dreamt that I had swallered a double wagon and that the tongue o" the wagon were stickin" out o" my mouth. It were a cur"ous dream an" I cain"t tell what you"d make of it, but I done tuk it for a sign that my tongue were to be used on the gospel."
"It shows that a man who can swaller a wagon can swaller anything," said Abe. "But I"m glad you took it for a sign. You"ve done a lot of good in this country. I"ve seen you out in all weather and you"ve made over many a man and broke and bitted some of the wildest colts on the prairie."
"I jes" keep watch an" when ol" Satan comes snoopin" eround I"m right thar to ketch holt an" flop him. It done come to pa.s.s frequent I"ve laid it on till he were jest a hollerin" fer mercy. Where do Samson Traylor live?"
Abe took him to the road and pointed the way.
"There be goin" to be a raid," said Nuckles. "I reckon, by all I"ve heard, it"ll come on to-night."
"A raid! Who"s going to be raided?" Abe asked.
"Them Traylor folks. A lady done tol" me yesterday. Soon as ever I got her soul saved she blabbed it. Thar be a St. Louis man name o" Biggs, done stirred up the folks from Missourey and Tennessee on the south road "bout the Yankee who holps the n.i.g.g.e.rs out o" bondage. Them folks"d have slavery in this here county if they could. They be right hot I reckon. A stranger done been goin" eround with whisky in his bags startin" a band o" regulators. Held a meetin" las" Sunday. They be goin" to do some regulatin" to-night. Ol" Satan"ll break loose. Ef you don"t wa"ch out they"ll come over an" burn his house sartin."
"We"ll watch out," said Abe. "They don"t know Traylor. He"s one of the best men in this country."
"I"ve heered he were a he man an" a right powerful, G.o.d-fearin" man,"
said the minister.
"He"s one of the best men that ever came to this country and any one that wants to try his strength is welcome to; I don"t," said Abe. "Are you going over there?"
"I were goin" to warn "em an" holp "em ef I cain."
"Well, go on, but don"t stir "em up," Abe cautioned him. "Don"t say a word about the raid. I"ll be over there with some other fellers soon after sundown. We"ll just tell "em it"s a he party come over for a story-tellin" an" a ra.s.sle. I reckon we"ll have some fun. Ride on over and take supper with "em. They"re worth knowing."
In a few minutes the minister mounted his horse and rode away followed by his big dog.
"If I was you I wouldn"t go," said Berry.
"Why not?"
"It"ll hurt trade. Let the rest of Traylor"s friends go over. There"s enough of "em."
"We must all stand as one man for law and order," said Abe. "If we don"t there won"t be any."
As soon as Abe had had his supper he went from house to house and asked the men to come to his store for a piece of important business. When they had come he told them what was in the wind. Soon after that hour Abe and Philemon Morris, and Alexander Ferguson, and Martin Waddell and Robert Johnson and Joshua Miller and Jack Kelso and Samuel Hill and John McNeil set out for the Traylor cabin. Doctors Allen and Regnier and James Rutledge and John Cameron and Isaac Gollaher, being older men, were requested to remain in the village and to use their guns, if necessary, to prevent a demonstration there. Samson greeted the party with a look of surprise.
"Have you come out to hang me?" he asked.
"No just to hang around ye," said Abe.
"This time it"s a heart warmin"," Jack Kelso averred. "We left our wives at home so that we could pay our compliments to Mrs. Traylor without reserve knowing you to be a man above jealousy."
"It"s what we call a he party on the prairies," said Ferguson. "For one thing I wanted to see Abe and the minister have a ra.s.sle."
The Reverend Stephen Nuckles stood in front of the door with Sarah and Harry and the children. He was a famous wrestler. Forthwith he playfully jumped into the air clapping his heels together three times before he touched the ground.
"I cain"t ra.s.sle like I used to could but I be willin" to give ye a try, Abe," said the minister.
"You"d better save your strength for ol" Satan," said Abe.