"Why," replied Uncle Abe, "he afterwards married a widow and——twelve negroes."
* When Mr. Lincoln was nominated, very many papers ran up
the name of "Abram Lincoln."
The Wrong Pig by the Ear.
I never knew a flash phrase worse used up than was one by Uncle Abe attending one of the neighboring Circuit Courts above Springfield. He was employed to aid a young County Attorney to prosecute some reputed hog thieves. The crime of hog stealing had become so common that the people were considerably excited and an example was determined on. The first person tried was acquitted on a pretty clear alibi or pretty hard swearing. As the fellow thus acquitted was lounging round the Court House, Uncle Abe was passing, and he hailed him.
"Well Mr. Lincoln, I reckon you got the wrong sow by the ear when you undertook to pen me up."
"So it seems," replied Uncle Abe, blandly, "but really you must excuse me, pigs are so very much alike! In fact, people up here don't all seem to know their own."