The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1895-06-07

MMh NHEZM/# Right here in
W>ANHHI4EMW Springfield, IL
~ MUM linoise, Abe
~ WZCAN'// used to room
RJkZu with me.
EaNs!HEINl1n He represented
In n WIH Sangamon. I
W tried it for
Calhoun.
An me an Abe was cronies then; I'll
not fergit it soon.
I'll not fergit them happy days we
used to sort O batch
Together in a little room that didn't
have no latch
To keep the other fellows out that liked
to come an stay.
An hear them dasted funny things Abe
Lincoln used to say.
Them days Abe Lincoln an myself was
pore as anything.
Jobs turkey wasn't porer: but we used
to laff and sing.
An Abe was clean chuck full o run;
but he was sharp as tacks.
Fer that there comic face o. his'n was
fortified with fac's.
Some fellers used TO laif st Abe be-
cause his boots and pants
Appeared to be on distant terms. but
when he'd get chance
He'd give 'em such a drubbin that
they'd clean fergit his looks:
Fer Abe made up in common sense the
things he lacked in books.
Wull, mex election I got beat. an Abe
come back alone.
I KEEP a-clinkin' on the farm. provid-
INN fer my own.
You see, had a woman. an two Twins
that called me paw.
An Abe he KEEP a ciinkin'. too, at poll
tics an law.
didn't hear much more OF Aoe out
there in ole Calhoun.
Fer was out of politics an kind o out
Of tune
18th things that happened: but way back
I'd named my two twin boys
One Abraham. one Lincoln. finest team
in Illinoise!
Wull, here one day l read that Aoe
among the candidates
(My ole friend Abe fer president o
these United States:
An though had the rheumatic an felt
run down an'blue
I entered politics again an helped 10
pull him through.
An when mex spring he called fer men
to fetch their grit an guns
Cl~;v % fnfn I
him both my sons.
An would "a gone myself an ioEeo 10
make the bullets whiz
Fl 1t hadn't been l couldn't walk ac-
count o rheumatic.
wun, Abe, my little Abe. I mean. he
started out with Grant:
They buried him at Shiloh Excuse me
me. but / can't
Help feelin' father-like. you Know, Ter
them was likely boys.
The wasn't two another sech that went
FIN Illinoise.
on by his self
A-grievin' for his brother Abe theyo
laid upon the shelf.
An Wnen ne COIlc W > liz ""S
all thrashed out and sick:
An Wit, when there was fightin. Link
fit right in the thick
One night afore them rebel guns my
pore boy went to sleep
On picket dooty: no. sir. faint the
shame that makes me weep:
It's how Abe Lincoln. president, at
Washington. d. c.
Had time to recoleck the days he used
to room 18th me.
Fer don't you know 1 wrote to him
they'd sentenced to be shot
His namesake. Lincoln Pettigrew. In
shame to die and rot:
The son O. his ole crony. an the last o
the twin boys
He used to plague me so about at
Springfield. Illinoise.
Did he? did Abe? wull. now. he sent a
telegraph so quick
1t burnt them bottles on the poles an
made the lightnin' sick!
Pardon for Lincoln Pettigrew. A. Lin
coin. president.
The boy has got that paper yet, the tel
graph Abe sent.
guess I know Abe Lincoln, an now
I've come down here.
FRS time I've been in Springfield for
nearly sixty year.
To see his grave an tOmbstones. be-
cause. you see.
We legislated in cohoots. Abe Lincoln
did. an me.
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