Mary. His birthday is February twelfth.
Tom. Hear her, February twelfth! That’s Valentine’s Day. Washington’s birthday is February twenty-second, and we have a holiday.
Fred. You’re wrong yourself. February twelfth is Lincoln’s birthday. Valentine Day is the fourteenth.
Teacher. Stop quarrelin’. Fred is right. Now, Fred, what can you tell me about Lincoln?
Fred. He was a poor boy and split rails for the railroad. He was president. He was shot.
Teacher. Good.
Fanny. I know something else about Lincoln. He—
Teacher (interrupting). Never mind; we have no time to hear more about him. Tell me what you know about Franklin instead.
Fanny. One day a girl saw him walking along the street eating a roll. She laughed at him and so she married him.