the Administration could not of course take place without the irrepressible story from Mr. Lincoln.
Shortly after this event some gentlemen called upon the President, and expressing much satisfaction at the change, intimated that in their judgment the interests of the country required an entire reconstruction of the Cabinet.
Mr. Lincoln heard them through, and then shaking his head dubiously, replied, with his peculiar smile: Gentlemen, when I was a young man I used to know very well one Joe Wilson, who built himself a log-cabin not far from where I lived.
Joe was very fond of eggs and chickens, and he took a good deal of pains in fitting up a poultry shed.
Having at length got together a choice lot of young fowls,--of which he was very proud,--he began to be much annoyed by the depredations of those little black and white spotted animals, which it is not necessary to name.
One night Joe was awakened by an unusual cackling and fluttering among his chickens.
Getting up, he crept