... At this she curled up her lip and contracted her nose, as if there were some very unpleasant odor in the atmosphere, and in a tone of the most utter contempt, she remarked, Yes, Yes, Abe Lincoln, Abe Lincoln ! turned upon her heels, and swung her hoopless skirt back through the gate in the highest dudgeon imaginable. The boys having reenforced their stock of tobacco, the quartermasters having fill...