Young Mr. Lincoln
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Good morning, Mrs. Clay, Sarah.
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I reckon that's plenty.
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People used to say I could sink an ax
deeper than anybody they ever saw.

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Well, that's still not bad
for a city feller.

:48:15
This house certainly takes me back
to the time when...

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I was just a little old
shirt-tailed boy in Kentucky.

:48:23
Our place was just about
this size too.

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One window, I remember...
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and a dirt floor.
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Some wild crab apple trees
out in the front yard.

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And a big hearth inside
where I used to stretch out...

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while my mother read to me.
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I'll never forget how bad I felt
the day we decided to...

:48:48
pull up stakes
and head for Indiana.

:48:53
Kentucky's a mighty fine place
to live, but...

:48:56
with all the slaves coming in,
white folks had a hard time making a livin'.


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