Abraham Lincoln Page #3

Just think of being his wife!

Don't be in such a hurry, sister.

I'm not even engaged

much less married.

But if he should propose?

How do I know he's going further

than anyone else in Springfield?

When I pick a husband, sister,

I'll pick a man!

But I don't know

what you're talking about.

A lot of people seem to think

a man named Abraham Lincoln

is going even further than Mr. Douglas.

Why, Mary Todd, have you gone crazy?

You compare an unknown cornfield lawyer

with a brilliant cultured gentleman

like Stephen A. Douglas!

Why, if you just saw

the two of them together.

Oh, he's here!

Mr. Douglas is down in the parlor

and he's asking for Mary!

Now, Mary, you must be

very careful, and remember

he doesn't like to have giris too bold.

Don't get so excited,

sister, and don't hurry me.

I'll take care of myself.

You glide through the dance

like grace itself Miss Todd.

Always the politician, Mr. Douglas!

Who wouldn't be a politician

with so fair a constituent to win?

- Exquisite!

- The fan, Mr. Douglas?

No, the fair owner herself.

- May I look?

- Sr. Douglas...

I wonder if you'd do me a great favor?

Yes.

Then, pray present me

to this young lady.

- Miss Todd?

- Yes?

May I present one

of the leading lawyers of Springfield

Mr. Abraham Lincoln?

Mr. Lincoln!

Miss Todd I wonder

if you'd honor me with the next dance?

Why,... why...

I'd be delighted.

Miss Todd, you thought my face was funny,

and the way I dressed even funnier,

but the joke's on you.

Why, I don't understand.

Wait till you dance with me.

Have you got the license, Mr. Lincoln?

Well, she got you.

I knew she would

when she started out the first time for you.

Now, Billie, don't bother me.

I'm going to be married

and I'm scared to death.

Oh, don't be alarmed.

There's many a bite

that's worse than a bride's.

But, Billie,

that woman scares me.

She's even got the ridiculous idea

that I could get to be president.

Oh, don't take that seriously.

Every spunky girl thinks

that her husband ought to be president.

I know, Billie,

but it's a pity to fool her.

And she's a fine woman,

smart as pepper and pretty too.

She'll be a great help to you, Mr. Lincoln,

but you've got to keep

climbing with her.

Yes... yes, I know.

I've got the best supper

you've ever tasted

and the cake...

wait till you see that cake!

What can have happened

to Mr. Lincoln? It's long after the...

He would be late at his own wedding.

Now, never mind, Mary,

if he doesn't come soon,

I'll send John after him.

But he's hours late already!

Think of that!

Sister, calm yourself.

For heaven's sakes,

you've got to hurry!

Billie, you... you go ahead.

You go on over and I'll come later.

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