Abraham Lincoln by John Drinkwater
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now. And there's some that like him even better than that. Only to-day
Mr. Coldpenny, at the stores, said, "Well, Susan, and how's old Abe this morning?" _Mrs. Lincoln_: I hope you don't encourage them. _Susan_: Oh, no, ma'am. I always refer to him as Mr. Lincoln. _Mrs. Lincoln_: Yes, but you must say the President. _Susan:_ I'm afraid I shan't ever learn, ma'am. _Mrs. Lincoln_: You must try. _Susan_: Yes, of course, ma'am. _Mrs. Lincoln_: And bring any visitors up. _Susan_: Yes, ma'am. There's a lady waiting now. _Mrs. Lincoln_: Then why didn't you say so? _Susan_: That's what I was going to, ma'am, when you began to talk about Mr.--I mean the President, ma'am. _Mrs. Lincoln_: Well, show her up. SUSAN _goes_. MRS. LINCOLN _closes her writing desk._ SUSAN _returns, showing in_ MRS. GOLIATH BLOW. |
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