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Hezekiah Butterworth. In The Boyhood of Lincoln
In The Boyhood of Lincoln
Table of Contents
PREFACE
IN THE BOYHOOD OF LINCOLN
CHAPTER I
INTRODUCED
CHAPTER II
THOMAS LINCOLN'S FAMILY STORIES
THOMAS LINCOLN'S STORY
THE HERMIT
CHAPTER III
THE OLD BLACKSMITH'S SHOP AND THE MERRY STORY-TELLERS
JOHNNIE KONGAPOD'S INCREDIBLE STORY
"HOW ABRAHAM WENT TO MILL
CHAPTER IV
A BOY WITH A HEART
CHAPTER V
JASPER COBBLES FOR AUNT OLIVE.—HER QUEER STORIES
CHAPTER VI
JASPER GIVES AN ACCOUNT OF HIS VISIT TO BLACK HAWK.—AUNT INDIANA'S WIG
AN ASTONISHED INDIAN
CHAPTER VII
THE EXAMINATION AT CRAWFORD'S SCHOOL
Felling trees in a wood
Sounds of a bow-string
The pheasant
Scylla and Charybdis
Boisterous and gentle sounds
Laborious and impetuous motion
Regular and slow movement
Motion slow and difficult
A rock torn from the brow of a mountain
Extent and violence of the waves
Pensive numbers
Battle
Sound imitating reluctance
CHAPTER VIII
THE PARABLE PREACHES IN THE WILDERNESS
CHAPTER IX
AUNT INDIANA'S PROPHECIES
CHAPTER X
THE INDIAN RUNNER
CHAPTER XI
THE CABIN NEAR CHICAGO
CHAPTER XII
THE WHITE INDIAN OF CHICAGO
CHAPTER XIII
LAFAYETTE AT KASKASKIA—THE STATELY MINUET
Minuet from Don Giovanni
By Mozart. Arr. by Carl Erich
CHAPTER XIV
WAUBENO AND YOUNG LINCOLN
CHAPTER XV
THE DEBATING SCHOOL
CHAPTER XVI
THE SCHOOL THAT MADE LINCOLN PRESIDENT
CHAPTER XVII
THOMAS LINCOLN MOVES
CHAPTER XVIII
MAIN-POGUE
CHAPTER XIX
THE FOREST COLLEGE
CHAPTER XX
MAKING LINCOLN A "SON OF MALTA."
CHAPTER XXI
PRAIRIE ISLAND
CHAPTER XXII
THE INDIAN PLOT
CHAPTER XXIII
FOR LINCOLN'S SAKE
CHAPTER XXIV
"OUR LINCOLN IS THE MAN."
We are Marching on to Richmond
Words and Music by E. W. Locke. Published by the permission of the Composer
CHAPTER XXV
AT THE LAST
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Hezekiah Butterworth
A Tale of the Tunker Schoolmaster and the Times of Black Hawk
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"Yes, yes, come back and see us all. I won't detain ye any longer now. You see that there openin'? Well, you just follow that path as the crow flies, and you'll come to the school-'ouse. Good-day, stranger—good-day."
It was early spring, a season always beautiful in southern Indiana. The buds were swelling; the woodpeckers were tapping the old trees, and the migrating birds were returning to their old homes in the tree-tops. Jasper went along singing, for his heart was happy, and he felt the cheerful influence of the vernal air. The birds to him were prophets and choirs, and the murmur of the south winds in the trees was a sermon. A right and receptive spirit sees good in everything, and so Jasper sang as he walked along the footpath.
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