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In a log cabin way out in the western part of New York State, deep in the dense, wild woods, was born, on January 7th, 1800, the boy who was to be the thirteenth prèsident of the United States. His father had gone there from Vermont, to get away from the Indians, who gave no peace in his old home; and no house stood nearer than four miles to the little home he had built in the wild new land; there was no school; and if there had been little Millard had not much time to go; for he was very young, when he was taught to earn money and help in the little home. He learned how to make cloth from the soft white wool; and was hard at work, in this way, till he was nineteen years old; then a love of books came to him; and a lawyer took note of him and gave him such aid that he soon took a high place in the lawstudies. When he was twentytwo, he went to Buffalo, and taught school, to help pay his way, as he went on with the study of law. He was bright and quick, and, in 1823, he began to practise law and soon rose to such a high place in the state bar that his state sent him to Congress. Here his work was done so well that he was made viceprèsident, when Taylor took the prèsident’s seat; and on his death became prèsident.

While he was in the chair one of his aids was the great Daniel Webster, who looked after the laws of all the states. He had been in office but a short time, when a band of men tried to get Cuba from Spain; but they were soon put down. He was in office one term, and then went home to Buffalo, and took up the practice of law again. In 1855 he went to Europe, where he stayed for one year; he then came home to lead a quiet life, full of study, till his death on March 8th, 1874.