The weekly Mississippian. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1859-1864, 1860-06-27
The Preacher who whipped Lincoln.

A contemporary the other day, in announc
ing the fact that DIR. Cartwright, the pionee
Methodist clergyman Of the West, was to lee
ture here, gave the following anecdote, as re
lated by him, and added that it would bea
repetition In view Of a certain fact we thinI
1T will bear repetition and here it Is from
the Democrat, as DR.. c. related it:
The first time [ ran for office in Sangamol
county, was on the north side Of the SagamoI
River, as we say in the West, electioneering
or rather trying to get acquainted with tn
people, for l was at that early day grea
stranger to many Of them. Passing through
bushy point of underground, near ferry
where intended to cross the river, heaIo
Just before me, some one talking very loud.
refined my horse to listen. | heard some
one say that Peter Cartwright was id ras
cal and so were all Methodist preachers
they would all steal horses, and that it was
scandal to the country that such man a
Cartwright should offer as a representative o
the county, and that the first time he saw
him he intended to whip him for his impu
dence This surprised me a little, and
looked around for some way to pass the com.
pany, but there was no path that | could see
and the brush was so thick could not gel
through So summoned all my courage and
rode boldly up and spoke to the men. There
were six of them and as learned, but one
of them had ever seen me. So said
Gentlemen, who is it among you that is
going to whip Cartwright the first time you
see him."
The man who had threatened spoke out
and said l am the lark that is going tc
thrash him WELL
Said l Cartwright is known to be much
of man, and it will take man to whip him
mind YOU
30, no said he, Il can whip any Methodist
preacher the Lord ever made.
Well, SIR said |, you cannot do it, and
now tell you my name is Cartwright, and
never like to live in dread, if you really intend
to whip me, come and do it now
He looked little confused, and said %
you can't fool me, that way you are not Cart
wright
WELL said l, that Is my name, and am
a candidate for the Legislature, and now is
your time, if you must whip me do it now
He said, No, no, you are not Cartwright
at all, you only want to fool me-
By this time we had moved slowly to the
boat, and when we got on it, he broke out IN
fresh volley of curses on Cartwright. SAID
to a gentleman on the boat, here, hold my
horse and stepping up to this cursing disciple,
said, sternly to him, Now sir, you have to
whip me, as you threatened, or quit curslng
me- or will put you in the river, baptize
YOU in the name Of the devil for surely you
belong to him.
This settled him, and strange to say, when
the election came off, he went to the polls and
voted for me, and remained ever atterward my
warm and constant friend.
The fact which makes this story worthy OF
is that the man who ran against
Mr.. Cartwright for Representative OF Sanga-
mon County, and was beaten, was Abe Lin
coin, the Republican candidate for the Presl-
dency.
mr. The Hon. Thomas Corwin-whose
comnIexion, as is well known, is none of the
fairest-being in New York, was introduced
To an English gentleman of some celebrity,
who had lately crossed the big salt pond to
see the American elephant on his native sod.
Mr. Corwin was introduced as being an Ohioan.
This term evidently misled John Bull, who
looked for moment a good deal puzzled
However his face suddenly frightened, and
Selling the hand of Mr.. Corwin, he expressed
his happiness at making his acquaintance,
then kindly inquired whether his tribe were
at peace Nth the whites An explanation
and some meriment followed.