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''Abe'' Lincoln's Yarns and Stories - University of Macau Library

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<strong>Yarns</strong> <strong>and</strong> <strong>Stories</strong>, by Alex<strong>and</strong>er K. McClure 42"'But why did you not go at him with the other end <strong>of</strong> the pitchfork?'"'Why did he not come after me with his other end?'"At this Mr. Lincoln whirled about in his long arms an imaginary dog, <strong>and</strong>pushed its tail end toward the jury. This was the defensive plea <strong>of</strong> 'sonassault demesne'--loosely, that 'the other fellow brought on thefight,'--quickly told, <strong>and</strong> in a way the dullest mind would grasp <strong>and</strong> retain."LET SIX SKUNKS GO.The President had decided to select a new War Minister, <strong>and</strong> the LeadingRepublican Senators thought the occasion was opportune to change thewhole seven Cabinet ministers. They, therefore, earnestly advised him tomake a clean sweep, <strong>and</strong> select seven new men, <strong>and</strong> so restore the waningconfidence <strong>of</strong> the country.The President listened with patient courtesy, <strong>and</strong> when the Senators hadconcluded, he said, with a characteristic gleam <strong>of</strong> humor in his eye:"Gentlemen, your request for a change <strong>of</strong> the whole Cabinet because I havemade one change reminds me <strong>of</strong> a story I once heard in Illinois, <strong>of</strong> a farmerwho was much troubled by skunks. His wife insisted on his trying to get rid<strong>of</strong> them."He loaded his shotgun one moonlight night <strong>and</strong> awaited developments.After some time the wife heard the shotgun go <strong>of</strong>f, <strong>and</strong> in a few minutes thefarmer entered the house."'What luck have you?' asked she."'I hid myself behind the wood-pile,' said the old man, 'with the shotgunpointed towards the hen roost, <strong>and</strong> before long there appeared not oneskunk, but seven. I took aim, blazed away, killed one, <strong>and</strong> he raised such afearful smell that I concluded it was best to let the other six go."'

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