Lincoln's Last Story

0!d Major Dnwni&tf it is kntnvn, is quartered atth White ívust, ani has written sumo lettere descriptiva of the doings thore. The Miowing is nup poüed to bo the last notable suenu in thut house of rnoiii-nintr, and vu obtüined tlirnugh an intímate Iriend o{ thü Major: Wo have had an orful solemn tirne here, sence the eleeshuns in Ohi, Indiany, Pennsylvany, nul Toway. Old Abe and Stantoii and Wullos tska it f hart very iriubli, hnd it was more thur a week altar tha poog bogan to ooine in fyefnre tho President uould teli a story. To duy ho f'UXXJ up enufif to teil u one: He said the elecshun reminded him of a hog spekulatur in Illinise, whu wanted to buy all the hoga he uoukl, and to "knntrol the tnarttat.' H tcot all the nhinplastcrs in two pr threv bunks and openod np an office in Chioiifr to invite tellers One duy an old feller cume in, a mity plain lookin feller, and wanted to weli suin hng, ' How many hov ye got?" sed tbfl Ippoplntpr. '■I don't know esactly," sea the hog drovor " Wal," sez the spekelater, "I gnus I'll fu!;e all you c-.an brinr my h,'?"-1' and tho tigger wus paiiied - it was u goud figffer. " Now," sez the old feller, " jjss give ine a paper saving ivat you'll do, and put in il that I m;iy deliver th hogs at Chicago, ur Alton, or Springfield, jost hí piense." " Of course " - saya the ispockaiater, and he wrote the peper. Tho old fellovv went away, and in i few days his live pork began to come in. The clerk come in one day and sez to the spekehiter, " Old Censon," nez ho, {the old teller's name was EJenson ) "han sent in 10,000 hogf. And here is a lutter frorn Springiiöld ; he has sent :n 15,000 there, and the atjent at Altnn says he baa sent in 20.00U there, and lüe money has e'en u miiat run ()ijtj an4 lio WriteH fir more. ' Í' Yery well," sez the ppekelater, " I guess tliat'll finish tho old lellers lot." Hut he aa mistaken. Every morning more letters - more hogs driven in - mord money wanted. At last the spekelater begin tn be keered and sent for " Oid Beiicon," who, y u nuty be ure, wasn't f ar away. " Wel), o!d Mier," sez h-e, "you have a go ni many hoRS ?" "R:ghi Sinrt lot on 'eni." sez tho old cfnip. -'I'll send in 10,009 more tO-lMHITOW." " Thunder and blazes!"' sez the speteliUnr. ' h'iw nuitiy mi uirih hev' you ?" "D-in't know," euyn old Benson. "I hev' a blijf lot t(i coma vit." f' 8ets hire, nld fuller," sez ihe spekelater, ''I fiuy-s yop'd better quit deliverin'; je-l keep ihe money you've gnl, U.nd tuko all tho lioo;.-! f hev , and let uil1 out of that contract I" - for ha had f"iitifi out who old lienln wás, atid betrin to hev' a notion f the sizc of bis pile and the Btrength of g:ime Alter iume dis-piitin' thu s!K-kt:!ater made rvt;r hiit hogs to Í3ens ;n, and shut up his offiee, and went to setlle vvith the banks " 'íMow'st-z Oid Abe to Stanton, "you kin malse the app'iuaüon yourself' - and rTiay be you'd,i etter be getlin' ready to hand over ihing- to the.e defnc.orats - for thev don't item to be done deliverin' yet. I'm af'eared, Stunton, we can't control the markat."