. Highways and byways of the South. y was toomuch for the fire, and it promptly succumbed, and theengine and hose were left for the boys to play withthe rest of the day. The region around Hodgensville is one of broad,cultivated fields and grazing land, intermitting withpatches of oak and hickory forest. Everywhere arescattered farm-houses, and the older ones are constructedof logs. The spot where formerly stood the Lincolncabin is three miles from the town, in the middle of abig pasture. A rough pole has been set up to markthe site. This pole is at the top of a slight rise withlocust thickets
. Highways and byways of the South. y was toomuch for the fire, and it promptly succumbed, and theengine and hose were left for the boys to play withthe rest of the day. The region around Hodgensville is one of broad,cultivated fields and grazing land, intermitting withpatches of oak and hickory forest. Everywhere arescattered farm-houses, and the older ones are constructedof logs. The spot where formerly stood the Lincolncabin is three miles from the town, in the middle of abig pasture. A rough pole has been set up to markthe site. This pole is at the top of a slight rise withlocust thickets near by, and down the hill is what isknown as The Lincoln Spring. No doubt the placefor the dwelling was selected with a view to being con- 156 Highways and Byways of the South venient to this water-supply. The spnng is at thebottom of a sink-hole, where the underlying limestonehas given way and left a ragged chasm about a dozenfeet deep. The break exposes an outjutting ledge onone side, while on the other is a steep slope of earth. The Site of the Lincohi Cabin and shattered stone. Close around grow numerousbushes and trailing vines, and the hollow is cast in The Birthplace of Lincoln 157 pleasant shadow by a few fine trees. How many timesLincolns mother must have come hither to fill herwater-palls, and how often the little boy must havetoddled down to this cool retreat, and dabbled aboutand played with the ungainly crawfish that inhabit thespot! While I was sitting beside the spring, a young mancame from his work In a neighboring field to get adrink, and he called my attention to the manner inwhich the rivulet trickled from a crevice in the ledgeand almost immediately disappeared into some hiddenpassage deeper down. I reckon thars a cave downunder hyar, said he. Youd think so, if you was tosee the water that pos in hyar sometimes. Tharsquite a piece o country dreans Into this hole. Whenwe have a heavy rain a regular crick comes runnin inhyar, and the hole gets plumb full, way
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