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Title: The boy Lincoln
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Stoddard, William Osborn, 1835-1925
Subjects: Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865
Publisher: New York : D. Appleton and Company
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
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y did; but not all on em. I seen some in blue,an I shot one o them. When I was a-sittin on thetop o the breastwork, in the battle, it was rightsmoky for good shootin, too, but we fetched em.Sorry we had to kill so many on em. I dont wantto ever see any more war. Half a dozen questions jumped out at him atonce from his eager listeners, and one of them hithim so that he answered it. No, Abe, he said, I dont reckon they hadany Americans with em. No Tories, like theywould have had in the old Revolutionary War. Myfather was in that, all through, an Ive heard himtell about the Tories. But down at Orleens it wasntso. I reckon they had English an Irish an Scotchan Injins. Red Stick Creek Injins an niggersfrom the West Injies. Why, interrupted Dennis, will niggersfight? Do folks ever make real soldiers of em? Wal, they do, said Sansom, knocking the ashes out of his pipe and beginning to shred off more tobacco from his yellow twist. I had curous notions, once, bout black men an Injins. I was 44
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Are black fellers the suine kind o human that folks are V THE HUNTER bom way down the Mississippi River, an thar washardly any free niggers round; nothin but slaves.I used to see em bought an sold, jest like so manycritters. That way I got an idee that they wasntjest human an hadnt any souls, an it was right totreat em jest the same as other critters. So withInjins, for the Red Stick Creeks was round afterour skelps all the while, an thats how I kem to keermighty little bout shootin down a redskin. Wal, said Abe thoughtfully, do you reckonthat Injins an black fellers are the same kind ohuman that folks are—white folks 1 Yes, they are! exclaimed Nancy. I knowsome of em that are first-rate people, an its wrongto kill em. Nancys right, said the old man, raking outsome coals to light his pipe by. Niggers havesouls. A niggers a human; I found that out longago. Why, tell ye what: when I stepped downbehind the breastwork, thar at New Orleens, to loadup for another shot, jest alongside o me

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