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LXVII.
“The world,” writes one who knew
Mr. Lincoln well, “will never hear the last of the ‘little stories’ with which the
President garnished or illustrated his conversation and his early stump-speeches.
He once said, however, that as near as he could reckon, about one sixth only of those credited to him were old acquaintances,--all the rest were the productions of other and better story-tellers than himself.
‘I remember a good story when I hear it,’ he continued; ‘but I never invented anything original; I am only a retail-dealer.’
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Mr. Lincoln's jocoseness,” wrote another, “though sometimes grim and sarcastic, was
never abusive, and seldom wounded.
Often nicely adapted to the place and the occasion, it was used, as the case might be, either as a shield or a weapon.”
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Humor and shrewdness, together with a certain nameless individuality, were combined in his stories in a degree that will secure for many of them enduring interest.
These characteristics, marked and prominent as they were, are directly traceable to the powerful effect produced upon the plastic mind of the pioneer boy, by the early study of Aesop's Fables, and the “Pilgrim's progress.”
His lightest as well as his most powerful thought almost invariably took on the form of a figure in speech,
