excitement and unbounded enthusiasm followed the announcement.
, New Salem, and all the other towns along the now interesting Sangamon1
were to be connected by water with the outside world.
Public meetings, with the accompaniment of long subscription lists, were held; the merchants of Springfield
advertised the arrival of goods “direct from the East
per steamer Talisman
;” the mails were promised as often as once a week from the same direction; all the land adjoining each enterprising and aspiring village along the river was subdivided into town lots — in fact, the whole region began to feel the stimulating effects of what, in later days, would have been called a “boom.”
I remember the occasion well, for two reasons.
It was my first sight of a steamboat, and also the first time I ever saw Mr. Lincoln
--although I never became acquainted with him till his second race for the Legislature in 1834.
In response to the suggestion of Captain Bogue
, made from Cincinnati
, a number of citizens — among the number Lincolnhad
gone down the river to Beardstown
to meet the vessel as she emerged from the Illinois
These were armed with axes having long handles, to cut away, as Bogue
had recommended, “branches of trees hanging over from the banks.”
After having passed New Salem, I and other boys on horseback followed the boat, riding along the river's bank as far as