Best Lincoln Stories Tersely Told
by J. E. Gallaher
Pub. in 1898


Lincoln Settles A Quarrel Without
Going To Law.


When Abe Lincoln used to be drifting around the country practicing law in Fulton and Menard counties, Illinois, and old fellow met him going to Lewistown, riding a horse which, while it was a serviceable enough an animal, was not of the kind to be truthfully called a fine saddler. It was a weather-beaten nag, patient and plodding and it toiled along with Abeóand Abeís books, tucked away in saddlebags, lay heavy on the horseís flank.

"Hello, Uncle Tommy," said Abe. "Hello Abe," responded Uncle Tommy. "Iím powerful glad to see ye, Abe, fer Iím gwyne to have sumthiní fer ye at Lewistown cot, I reckon."

"Howís that, Uncle Tommy?" said Abe.

"Well, Jim Adams, his land runs long oí mine, heís pesteriní me a heap aní I got to get the law on Jim, I recon."

"Uncle Tommy, you havenít had any fight with Jim, have you?"


"Heís a fair to middling neighbor, isnít he?"

"Only tollable, Abe."

"Heís been a neighbor of yours for a long time, hasnít he?"

"Nigh on to fifteen year."

"Part of the time you get along all right, donít you?"

"I reckon we do, Abe."

"Well, now, Uncle Tommy, you see this horse of mine? He isnít as good a horse as I could straddle, and I sometimes get out of patience with him, but I know his faults. He does fairly well as horses go, and it might take me a long time to get used to some other horseís faults. For all horses have faults. You and Uncle Jimmy must put up with each other as I and my horse do with one another."

"I reckon, Abe," said Uncle Tommy, as he bit off about four ounces of Missouri plug. "I reckon youíre about right."

And Abe Lincoln, with a smile on his gaunt face, rode on toward Lewistown.

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