Lincoln Story Book, The

<h3>CHESTNUTS UNDER A SYCAMORE.</h3> <p>The President, on his way to the Department of War, perceived a gentleman under a tree, scraping among the heaped leaves with his cane. He knew him, a Major Johnson, of the department, an old District of Columbia man who had never been out of the district.</p> <p>"Good morning, major!" hailed the executive officer. "What in the world are you doing there?"</p> <p>"Looking for a few horse-chestnuts."</p> <p>"Eh? Do you expect to find them under a sycamore-tree?" The President laughed freely and passed on. He ought to have removed the misguided botanist into the Department of Agriculture, where he might have learned something. <br/> <br/> <br/></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />