Lincoln Story Book, The

<h3>HOW MANY SHORT BREATHS?</h3> <p>In the nearest town to the Lincolns lived a man called "Captain" Larkins. He was short and fat, and consequently "puffing." He was logically fond of "blowing." For example, if he bought any object, he would proclaim that it was the best article of its sort in the settlement. His favorite orating-ground--in fact, the only theater for displays was the front of the village store, where, among the farmers who came in to dicker and purchase stores, he would dilate. Lincoln did not like the pompous little fellow whose rotund and diminutive figure was in glaring contrast to his own--a young man, but colossal, while his stature was augmented by his meagerness.</p> <p>"Gentlemen," bawled Larkins, "I have the best horse in the county! I ran him three miles in two-forty each and he never fetched a long breath!"</p> <p>"H'm!" interrupted Lincoln, looking down at the man panting with excitement; "why don't you tell us how many short breaths <i>you</i> drew?" <br/> <br/> <br/></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />