The cabin to which the Lincoln
family removed after leaving the little half-faced camp to the Sparrows was in some respects a pretentious structure.
It was of hewed logs, and was eighteen feet square.
It was high enough to admit of a loft, where Abe slept, and to which he ascended each night by means of pegs driven in the wall.
The rude furniture was in keeping with the surroundings.
Three-legged stools answered for chairs.
The bedstead, made of poles fastened in the cracks of the logs on one side, and supported by a crotched stick driven in the ground floor on the other, was covered with skins, leaves, and old clothes.
A table of the same finish as the stools, a few pewter dishes, a Dutch oven, and a skillet completed the household outfit.
In this uninviting frontier structure the future President
was destined to pass the greater part of his boyhood.
Withal his spirits were light, and it