Inthosequalitiesoftheheartwhichbegetaffectioninallsortsandconditionsofmenshewasrich,surprisinglyrich,andforthisshewillstillberememberedandreveredinthefar—offageswhenthepoliticalgloriesofherreignshallhavefadedfromvitalhistoryandfallentoaplaceinthatscrap—heapofunverifiableoddsandendswhichwecalltradition。Whichistosay,inbrieferphrase,thathernamewilllivealways。Andwithithercharacter—afamerareinthehistoryofthrones,dominions,principalities,andpowers,sinceitwillnotrestuponharvestedselfishandsordidambitions,butuponlove,earnedandfreelyvouchsafed。Shemendedbrokenheartswhereshecould,butshebrokenone。
  WhatshedidforusinAmericainourtimeofstormandstressweshallnotforget,andwheneverwecallittomindweshallalwaysrememberthewiseandrighteousmindthatguidedherinitandsustainedandsupportedher—PrinceAlbert's。Weneednottalkanyidletalkhereto—nightabouteitherpossibleorimpossiblewarbetweenthetwocountries;therewillbenowarwhileweremainsaneandthesonofVictoriaandAlbertsitsuponthethrone。Inconclusion,IbelieveImayjustlyclaimtoutterthevoiceofmycountryinsayingthatweholdhimindeephonor,andalsoincordiallywishinghimalonglifeandahappyreign。
  JOANOFARC。
  ADDRESSATTHEDINNEROFTHESOCIETYOFILLUSTRATORS,GIVENATTHEALDINEASSOCIATIONCLUB,DECEMBER22,1905。
  JustbeforeMr。Clemensmadehisspeech,ayoungwomanattiredasJoanofArc,withapagebearingherflagofbattle,courtesiedreverentlyandtenderedMr。Clemensalaurelwreathonasatinpillow。
  Hetriedtospeak,buthisvoicefailedfromexcessofemotion。"I
  thankyou!"hefinallyexclaimed,and,pullinghimselftogether,hebeganhisspeech。
  NOWthereisanillustration[pointingtotheretreatingJoanofArc]。ThatisexactlywhatIwanted—preciselywhatIwanted—whenI
  wasdescribingtomyselfJoanofArc,afterstudyingherhistoryandhercharacterfortwelveyearsdiligently。
  Thatwastheproduct—nottheconventionalJoanofArc。WhereveryoufindtheconventionalJoanofArcinhistorysheisanoffencetoanybodywhoknowsthestoryofthatwonderfulgirl。
  Why,shewas—shewasalmostsupremeinseveraldetails。Shehadamarvellousintellect;shehadagreatheart,hadanoblespirit,wasabsolutelypureinhercharacter,herfeeling,herlanguage,herwords,hereverything—shewasonlyeighteenyearsold。
  Nowputthatheartintosuchabreast—eighteenyearsold—andgiveitthatmasterlyintellectwhichshowedinthefate,andfurnishitwiththatalmostgod—likespirit,andwhatareyougoingtohave?TheconventionalJoanofArc?Notbyanymeans。Thatisimpossible。Icannotcomprehendanysuchthingasthat。
  Youmusthaveacreaturelikethatyoungandfairandbeautifulgirlwejustsaw。Andherspiritmustlookoutoftheeyes。Thefigureshouldbe—thefigureshouldbeinharmonywithallthat,but,oh,whatwegetintheconventionalpicture,anditisalwaystheconventionalpicture!
  Ihopeyouwillallowmetosaythatyourguild,whenyoutaketheconventional,youhavegotitatsecond—hand。Certainly,ifyouhadstudiedandstudied,thenyoumighthavesomethingelseasaresult,butwhenyouhavethecommonconventionyousticktothat。
  Youcannotprevailupontheartisttodoit;healwaysgivesyouaJoanofArc—thatlovelycreaturethatstartedagreatcareeratthirteen,butwhosegreatnessarrivedwhenshewaseighteen;andmerelybecauseshewasagirlhecannotseethedivinityinher,andsohepaintsapeasant,acoarseandlubberlyfigure—thefigureofacotton—bale,andheclothesthatinthecoarsestraimentofthepeasantregion—justlikeafish—woman,herhaircroppedshortlikeaRussianpeasant,andthatfaceofhers,whichshouldbebeautifulandwhichshouldradiatealltheglorieswhichareinthespiritandinherheart—thatexpressioninthatfaceisalwaysjustthefixedexpressionofaham。
  ButnowMr。Beardhasintimatedamomentago,andsohasSirPurdon—Clarkealso,thattheartist,theillustrator,doesnotoftengettheideaofthemanwhosebookheisillustrating。HereisaveryremarkableinstanceoftheotherthinginMr。Beard,whoillustratedabookofmine。Youmayneverhaveheardofit。Iwilltellyouaboutitnow—AYankeeinKingArthur'sCourt。
  Now,BeardgoteverythingthatIputintothatbookandalittlemorebesides。ThosepicturesofBeard'sinthatbook—oh,fromthefirstpagetothelastisonevastsardoniclaughatthetrivialities,theservilitiesofourpoorhumanrace,andalsoattheprofessionsandtheinsolenceofpriest—craftandking—craft—thosecreaturesthatmakeslavesofthemselvesandhavenotthemanlinesstoshakeitoff。Beardputitallinthatbook。Imeantittobethere。IputalotofitthereandBeardputtherest。
  ThatpublisherofmineinHartfordhadaneyeforthepennies,andhesavedthem。Hedidnotwasteanyontheillustrations。Hehadaverygoodartist—Williams—whohadnevertakenalessonindrawing。
  Everythinghedidwasoriginal。Thepublisherhiredthecheapestwood—engraverhecouldfind,andinmyearlybooksyoucanseeatraceofthat。YoucanseethatifWilliamshadhadachancehewouldhavemadesomeverygoodpictures。Hehadagoodheartandgoodintentions。
  Ihadacharacterinthefirstbookheillustrated—TheInnocentsAbroad。Thatwasaboyseventeenoreighteenyearsold—JackVanNostrand—aNewYorkboy,who,tomymind,wasaveryremarkablecreature。HeandItriedtogetWilliamstounderstandthatboy,andmakeapictureofJackthatwouldbeworthyofJack。
  Jackwasamostsingularcombination。HewasbornandrearedinNewYorkhere。Hewasasdelicateinhisfeelings,ascleanandpureandrefinedinhisfeelingsasanylovelygirlthateverwas,butwheneverheexpressedafeelinghediditinBoweryslang,anditwasamostcuriouscombination—thatdelicacyofhisandthatapparentcoarseness。TherewasnocoarsenessinsideofJackatall,andJack,inthecourseofseventeenoreighteenyears,hadacquiredacapitalofignorancethatwasmarvellous—ignoranceofvariousthings,notofallthings。Forinstance,hedidnotknowanythingabouttheBible。
  HehadneverbeeninSunday—school。JackgotmoreoutoftheHolyLandthananybodyelse,becausetheothersknewwhattheywereexpecting,butitwasalandofsurprisestohim。
  Isaidinthebookthatwefoundhimwatchingaturtleonalog,stoningthatturtle,andhewasstoningthatturtlebecausehehadreadthat"Thesongoftheturtlewasheardintheland,"andthisturtlewouldn'tsing。Itsoundedabsurd,butitwaschargedonJackasafact,andashewentalongthroughthatcountryhehadaproperfoilinanoldrebelcolonel,whowassuperintendentandheadengineerinalargeSunday—schoolinWheeling,WestVirginia。Thatmanwasfullofenthusiasmwhereverhewent,andwouldstandanddeliverhimselfofspeeches,andJackwouldlistentothosespeechesofthecolonelandwonder。
  Jackhadmadeatripasachildalmostacrossthiscontinentinthefirstoverlandstage—coach。Thatman'snamewhoranthatlineofstages—well,Ideclarethatnameisgone。Well,nameswillgo。
  Halliday—ah,that'sthename—BenHalliday,youruncle[turningtoMr。Carnegie]。Thatwasthefellow—BenHalliday—andJackwasfullofadmirationattheprodigiousspeedthatthatlineofstagesmade—
  anditwasgoodspeed—onehundredandtwenty—fivemilesaday,goingdayandnight,anditwastheeventofJack'slife,andthereattheFordsoftheJordanthecolonelwasinspiredtoaspeech(hewasalwaysmakingaspeech),sohecalledusuptohim。Hecalledupfivesinnersandthreesaints。IthasbeenonlylatelythatMr。
  Carnegiebeatifiedme。Andhesaid:"HerearetheFordsoftheJordan—
  amonumentalplace。Atthisverypoint,whenMosesbroughtthechildrenofIsraelthrough—hebroughtthechildrenofIsraelfromEgyptthroughthedesertyouseethere—heguardedthemthroughthatdesertpatiently,patientlyduringfortyyears,andbroughtthemtothisspotsafeandsound。Thereyousee—thereisthesceneofwhatMosesdid。"
  AndJacksaid:"Moseswho?"
  "Oh,"hesays,"Jack,yououghtnottoaskthat!Moses,thegreatlaw—giver!Moses,thegreatpatriot!Moses,thegreatwarrior!
  Moses,thegreatguide,who,asItellyou,broughtthesepeoplethroughthesethreehundredmilesofsandinfortyyears,andlandedthemsafeandsound。"
  Jacksaid:"There'snothin'inthatthreehundredmilesinfortyyears。BenHallidaywouldhavesnaked'emthroughinthirty—sixhours。"
  Well,IwasspeakingofJack'sinnocence,anditwasbeautiful。Jackwasnotignorantonallsubjects。ThatboywasadeepstudentinthehistoryofAnglo—Saxonliberty,andhewasapatriotallthewaythroughtothemarrow。Therewasasubjectthatinterestedhimallthetime。OthersubjectswereofnoconcerntoJack,butthatquaint,inscrutableinnocenceofhisIcouldnotgetWilliamstoputintothepicture。
  Yes,Williamswantedtodoit。Hesaid:"Iwillmakehimasinnocentasavirgin。"Hethoughtamoment,andthensaid,"Iwillmakehimasinnocentasanunbornvirgin,"whichcoveredtheground。
  IwasremindedofJackbecauseIcameacrossaletterto—daywhichisoverthirtyyearsoldthatJackwrote。Jackwasdoomedtoconsumption。Hewasverylongandslim,poorcreature,andinayearortwoafterhegotbackfromthatexcursiontotheHolyLandhewentonarideonhorsebackthroughColorado,andhedidnotlastbutayearortwo。
  Hewrotethisletter,nottome,buttoafriendofmine,andhesaid:"Ihaveriddenhorseback"—thiswasthreeyearsafter—"Ihaveriddenhorsebackfourhundredmilesthroughadesertcountrywhereyouneverseeanythingbutcattlenowandthen,andnowandthenacattlestation—tenmilesapart,twentymilesapart。NowyoutellClemensthatinallthatstretchoffourhundredmilesIhaveseenonlytwobooks—theBibleandInnocentsAbroad。TellClemenstheBiblewasinaverygoodcondition。"
  Isaythathehadstudied,andhehad,therealSaxonliberty,theacquirementofourliberty,andJackusedtorepeatsomeverses—I
  don'tknowwheretheycamefrom,butIthoughtofthemto—daywhenI
  sawthatletter—thatthatboycouldhavebeentalkingofhimselfinthosequotedlinesfromthatunknownpoet:
  "ForhehadsatatSidney'sfeetAndwalkedwithhiminplainapart,AndthroughthecenturiesheardthebeatOfFreedom'smarchthroughCromwell'sheart。"
  Andhewasthatkindofaboy。Heshouldhavelived,andyetheshouldnothavelived,becausehediedatthatearlyage—hecouldn'thavebeenmorethantwenty—hehadseenalltherewastoseeintheworldthatwasworththetroubleoflivinginit;hehadseenallofthisworldthatisvaluable;hehadseenallofthisworldthatwasillusion,andillusionistheonlyvaluablethinginit。Hehadarrivedatthatpointwherepresentlytheillusionswouldceaseandhewouldhaveenteredupontherealitiesoflife,andGodhelpthemanthathasarrivedatthatpoint。
  ACCIDENTINSURANCE—ETC。
  DELIVEREDINHARTFORD,ATADINNERTO
  CORNELIUSWALFORD,OFLONDON。
  GENTLEMEN,—Iamglad,indeed,toassistinwelcomingthedistinguishedguestofthisoccasiontoacitywhosefameasaninsurancecentrehasextendedtoalllands,andgivenusthenameofbeingaquadruplebandofbrothersworkingsweetlyhandinhand—theColt'sarmscompanymakingthedestructionofourraceeasyandconvenient,ourlife—insurancecitizenspayingforthevictimswhentheypassaway,Mr。Battersonperpetuatingtheirmemorywithhisstatelymonuments,andourfire—insurancecomradestakingcareoftheirhereafter。Iamgladtoassistinwelcomingourguest—first,becauseheisanEnglishman,andIoweaheavydebtofhospitalitytocertainofhisfellow—countrymen;andsecondly,becauseheisinsympathywithinsurance,andhasbeenthemeansofmakingmanyothermencasttheirsympathiesinthesamedirection。
  Certainlythereisnonoblerfieldforhumaneffortthantheinsurancelineofbusiness—especiallyaccidentinsurance。EversinceIhavebeenadirectorinanaccident—insurancecompanyIhavefeltthatIamabetterman。Lifehasseemedmoreprecious。
  Accidentshaveassumedakindlieraspect。Distressingspecialprovidenceshavelosthalftheirhorror。Ilookuponacripplenowwithaffectionateinterest—asanadvertisement。Idonotseemtocareforpoetryanymore。Idonotcareforpoliticsevenagriculturedoesnotexciteme。Buttomenowthereisacharmaboutarailwaycollisionthatisunspeakable。
  Thereisnothingmorebeneficentthanaccidentinsurance。Ihaveseenanentirefamilyliftedoutofpovertyandintoaffluencebythesimpleboonofabrokenleg。Ihavehadpeoplecometomeoncrutches,withtearsintheireyes,toblessthisbeneficentinstitution。Inallmyexperienceoflife,Ihaveseennothingsoseraphicasthelookthatcomesintoafreshlymutilatedman'sfacewhenhefeelsinhisvestpocketwithhisremaininghandandfindshisaccidentticketallright。AndIhaveseennothingsosadasthelookthatcameintoanothersplinteredcustomer'sfacewhenhefoundhecouldn'tcollectonawoodenleg。
  Iwillremarkhere,bywayofadvertisement,thatthatnoblecharitywhichwehavenamedtheHARTFORDACCIDENTINSURANCECOMPANY*isaninstitutionwhichispeculiarlytobedependedupon。Amanisboundtoprosperwhogivesithiscustom。Nomancantakeoutapolicyinitandnotgetcrippledbeforetheyearisout。Nowtherewasoneindigentmanwhohadbeendisappointedsooftenwithothercompaniesthathehadgrowndisheartened,hisappetitelefthim,heceasedtosmile—saidlifewasbutaweariness。ThreeweeksagoIgothimtoinsurewithus,andnowheisthebrightest,happiestspiritinthisland—hasagoodsteadyincomeandastylishsuitofnewbandageseveryday,andtravelsaroundonashutter。
  *Thespeakerwasadirectorofthecompanynamed。
  Iwillsay,inconclusion,thatmyshareofthewelcometoourguestisnonethelessheartybecauseItalksomuchnonsense,andIknowthatIcansaythesamefortherestofthespeakers。
  OSTEOPATHY
  OSTEOPATHY。
  OnFebruary27,1901,Mr。ClemensappearedbeforetheAssemblyCommitteeinAlbany,NewYork,infavoroftheSeymourbilllegalizingthepracticeofosteopathy。
  MR。CHAIRMANANDGENTLEMEN,—Dr。VanFleetisthegentlemanwhogavemethecharacter。Ihaveheardmycharacterdiscussedathousandtimesbeforeyouwereborn,sir,andshowntheiniquitiesinit,andyoudidnotgetmorethanhalfofthem。
  Iwastouchedanddistressedwhentheybroughtthatpartofachildinhere,andprovedthatyoucannottakeachildtopiecesinthatway。Whatremarkablenamesthosediseaseshave!Itmakesmeenviousofthemanthathasthemall。Ihavehadmanydiseases,andamthankfulforallIhavehad。
  OneofthegentlemenspokeoftheknowledgeofsomethingelsefoundinSweden,atreatmentwhichItook。Itis,Isuppose,akindredthing。Thereisapparentlynogreatdifferencebetweenthem。IwasayearandahalfinLondonandSweden,inthehandsofthatgrandoldman,Mr。Kildren。
  Icannotcallhimadoctor,forhehasnottheauthoritytogiveacertificateifapatientshoulddie,butfortunatelytheydon't。
  TheStatestandsasamightyGibraltarclothedwithpower。Itstandsbetweenmeandmybody,andtellsmewhatkindofadoctorImustemploy。WhenmysoulissickunlimitedspirituallibertyisgivenmebytheState。Nowthen,itdoesn'tseemlogicalthattheStateshalldepartfromthisgreatpolicy,thehealthofthesoul,andchangeaboutandtaketheotherpositioninthematterofsmallerconsequence—thehealthofthebody。
  TheBellbilllimitationswoulddrivetheosteopathsoutoftheState。Oh,dearme!whenyoudrivesomebodyoutoftheStateyoucreatethesameconditionasprevailedintheGardenofEden。Youwantthethingthatyoucan'thave。Ididn'tcaremuchabouttheosteopaths,butassoonasIfoundtheyweregoingtodrivethemoutI
  gotinastateofuneasiness,andIcan'tsleepnightsnow。
  IknowhowAdamfeltintheGardenofEdenabouttheprohibitedapple。Adamdidn'twanttheappletillhefoundouthecouldn'thaveit,justashewouldhavewantedosteopathyifhecouldn'thaveit。
  Whosepropertyismybody?Probablymine。Isoregardit。IfI
  experimentwithit,whomustbeanswerable?I,nottheState。IfI
  chooseinjudiciously,doestheStatedie?Ohno。
  Iwasthesubjectofmymother'sexperiment。Shewaswise。Shemadeexperimentscautiously。Shedidn'tpickoutjustanychildintheflock。No,shechosejudiciously。Shechoseoneshecouldspare,andshecouldn'tsparetheothers。Iwasthechoicechildoftheflock,soIhadtotakealloftheexperiments。
  In1844Kneippfilledtheworldwiththewonderofthewatercure。
  Motherwantedtotryit,butonsobersecondthoughtsheputmethrough。Abucketofice—waterwaspouredovertoseetheeffect。ThenIwasrubbeddownwithflannels,asheetwasdippedinthewater,andIwasputtobed。Iperspiredsomuchthatmotherputalife—preservertobedwithme。
  Butthishadnothingbutaspiritualeffectonme,andIdidn'tcareforthat。Whentheytookoffthesheetitwasyellowfromtheoutputofmyconscience,theexudationofsin。Itpurifiedmespiritually,anditremainsuntilthisday。
  Ihaveexperimentedwithosteopathyandallopathy。Itookachanceatthelatterforoldtimes'sake,for,threetimes,whenaboy,mother'snewmethodsgotmesoneardeath'sdoorshehadtocallinthefamilyphysiciantopullmeout。
  Thephysiciansthinktheyaremovedbyregardforthebestinterestsofthepublic。Isn'ttherealittletouchofself—interestbackofitall?Itseemstomethereis,andIdon'tclaimtohaveallthevirtues—onlynineortenofthem。
  Iwasborninthe"BannerState,"andby"BannerState"ImeanMissouri。OsteopathywasborninthesameState,andbothofusaregettingalongreasonablywell。Atatimeduringmyyoungerdaysmyattentionwasattractedtoapictureofahousewhichboretheinscription,"ChristDisputingwiththeDoctors。"
  IcouldattachnoothermeaningtoitthanthatChristwasactuallyquarrellingwiththedoctors。SoIaskedanoldslave,whowasasortofaherbdoctorinasmallway—unlicensed,ofcourse—
  whatthemeaningofthepicturewas。"Whathashedone?"Iasked。
  Andthecoloredmanreplied:
  "Humph,heain'tgotnolicense。"
  WATER—SUPPLY。
  Mr。ClemensvisitedAlbanyonFebruary27and28,1901。Theprivilegesofthefloorweregrantedtohim,andhewasaskedtomakeashortaddresstotheSenate。
  MR。PRESIDENTANDGENTLEMEN,—Idonotknowhowtothankyousufficientlyforthishighhonorwhichyouareconferringuponme。I
  haveforthesecondtimenowenjoyedthiskindofprodigalhospitality—intheotherHouseyesterday,to—dayinthisone。Iamamodestman,anddiffidentaboutappearingbeforelegislativebodies,andyetutterlyandentirelyappreciativeofacourtesylikethiswhenitisextendedtome,andIthankyouverymuchforit。
  IfIhadtheprivilege,whichunfortunatelyIhavenotgot,ofsuggestingthingstothelegislatorsinmyindividualcapacity,I
  wouldsoenjoytheopportunitythatIwouldnotchargeanythingforitatall。Iwoulddothatwithoutasalary。Iwouldgivethemthebenefitofmywisdomandexperienceinlegislativebodies,andifI
  couldhavehadtheprivilegeforafewminutesofgivingadvicetotheotherHouseIshouldhavelikedto,butofcourseIcouldnotundertakeit,astheydidnotaskmetodoit—butiftheyhadonlyaskedme!
  NowthattheHouseisconsideringameasurewhichistofurnishawater—supplytothecityofNewYork,why,permitmetosayIliveinNewYorkmyself。Iknowallaboutitsways,itsdesires,anditsresidents,and—ifIhadtheprivilege—IshouldhaveurgedthemnottowearythemselvesoverameasurelikethattofurnishwatertothecityofNewYork,forweneverdrinkit。
  ButIwillnotventuretoadvisethisbody,asIonlyventuretoadvisebodieswhoarenotpresent。
  MISTAKENIDENTITY。
  ADDRESSATTHEANNUAL"LADIES'DAY,"
  PAPYRUSCLUB,BOSTON。
  LADIESANDGENTLEMEN,—Iamperfectlyastonished—
  a—s—t—o—n—i—s—h—e—d—ladiesandgentlemen—astonishedatthewayhistoryrepeatsitself。IfindmyselfsituatedatthismomentexactlyandpreciselyasIwasoncebefore,yearsago,toajot,toatittle—toaveryhair。Thereisn'tashadeofdifference。Itisthemostastonishingcoincidencethatever—butwait。Iwilltellyoutheformerinstance,andthenyouwillseeitforyourself。YearsagoIarrivedonedayatSalamanca,NewYork,eastwardbound;mustchangecarsthereandtakethesleepertrain。Therewerecrowdsofpeoplethere,andtheywereswarmingintothelongsleepertrainandpackingitfull,anditwasaperfectpurgatoryofdustandconfusionandgrittingofteethandsoft,sweet,andlowprofanity。
  Iaskedtheyoungmanintheticket—officeifIcouldhaveasleeping—section,andheanswered"No,"withasnarlthatshrivelledmeuplikeburnedleather。Iwentoff,smartingunderthisinsulttomydignity,andaskedanotherlocalofficial,supplicatingly,ifI
  couldn'thavesomepoorlittlecornersomewhereinasleeping—car;buthecutmeshortwithavenomous"No,youcan't;everycornerisfull。Now,don'tbothermeanymore";andheturnedhisbackandwalkedoff。Mydignitywasinastatenowwhichcannotbedescribed。I
  wassoruffledthat—well,Isaidtomycompanion,"IfthesepeopleknewwhoIamthey—"Butmycompanioncutmeshortthere—"Don'ttalksuchfolly,"hesaid;"iftheydidknowwhoyouare,doyousupposeitwouldhelpyourhigh—mightinesstoavacancyinatrainwhichhasnovacanciesinit?"
  Thisdidnotimprovemyconditionanytospeakof,butjustthenI
  observedthatthecoloredporterofasleeping—carhadhiseyeonme。Isawhisdarkcountenancelightup。Hewhisperedtotheuniformedconductor,punctuatingwithnodsandjerkstowardme,andstraightwaythisconductorcameforward,oozingpolitenessfromeverypore。
  "CanIbeofanyservicetoyou?"heasked。"Willyouhaveaplaceinthesleeper?"
  "Yes,"Isaid,"andmuchobligeme,too。Givemeanything—
  anythingwillanswer。"
  "Wehavenothingleftbutthebigfamilystateroom,"hecontinued,"withtwoberthsandacoupleofarm—chairsinit,butitisentirelyatyourdisposal。Here,Tom,takethesesatchelsaboard!"
  ThenhetouchedhishatandweandthecoloredTommovedalong。I
  wasburstingtodropjustonelittleremarktomycompanion,butI
  heldinandwaited。Tommadeuscomfortableinthatsumptuousgreatapartment,andthensaid,withmanybowsandaperfectaffluenceofsmiles:
  "Now,isdeyanythingyouwant,sah?Caseyoukinhavejes'anythingyouwants。Itdon'tmakenodifferencewhatitis。"
  "CanIhavesomehotwaterandatumbleratnineto—night—blazinghot?"Iasked。"YouknowabouttherighttemperatureforahotScotchpunch?"
  "Yes,sah,datyoukin;youkinpenonit;I'llgetitmyself。"
  "Good!Now,thatlampishungtoohigh。CanIhaveabigcoachcandlefixedupjustattheheadofmybed,sothatIcanreadcomfortably?"
  "Yes,sah,youkin;I'llfixherupmyself,an'I'llfixhersoshe'llburnallnight。Yes,sah;an'youcanjes'callforanythingyouwant,anddishyerwholerailroad'llbeturnedwrongendupan'
  insideoutfortogetitforyou。Dat'sso。"Andhedisappeared。
  Well,Itiltedmyheadback,hookedmythumbsinmyarmholes,smiledasmileonmycompanion,andsaid,gently:
  "Well,whatdoyousaynow?"
  Mycompanionwasnotinthehumortorespond,anddidn't。Thenextmomentthatsmilingblackfacewasthrustinatthecrackofthedoor,andthisspeechfollowed:
  "Lawsblessyou,sah,Iknowedyouinaminute。Itolddeconductahso。Laws!IknowedyoudeminuteIsoteyesonyou。"
  "Isthatso,myboy?"(Handinghimaquadruplefee。)"WhoamI?"
  "JenuelMcClellan,"andhedisappearedagain。
  Mycompanionsaid,vinegarishly,"Well,well!whatdoyousaynow?"RighttherecomesinthemarvellouscoincidenceImentionedawhileago—viz。,Iwasspeechless,andthatismyconditionnow。
  Perceiveit?
  CATSANDCANDY。
  ThefollowingaddresswasdeliveredatasocialmeetingofliterarymeninNewYorkin1874:
  WHENIwasfourteenIwaslivingwithmyparents,whowereverypoor—andcorrespondentlyhonest。WehadayouthlivingwithusbythenameofJimWolfe。Hewasanexcellentfellow,seventeenyearsold,andverydiffident。HeandIslepttogether—virtuously;andonebitterwinter'snightacousinMary—she'smarriednowandgone—
  gavewhattheycallacandy—pullinginthosedaysintheWest,andtheytookthesaucersofhotcandyoutsideofthehouseintothesnow,underasortofoldbowerthatcamefromtheeaves—itwasasortofanellthen,allcoveredwithvines—tocoolthishotcandyinthesnow,andtheywereallsittingthere。Inthemeantimeweweregonetobed。Wewerenotinvitedtoattendthisparty;weweretooyoung。
  Theyoungladiesandgentlemenwereassembledthere,andJimandI
  wereinbed。Therewasaboutfourinchesofsnowontheroofofthisell,andourwindowslookedoutonit,anditwasfrozenhard。A
  coupleoftom—cats—itispossibleonemighthavebeenoftheoppositesex—wereassembledonthechimneyinthemiddleofthisell,andtheyweregrowlingatafearfulrate,andswitchingtheirtailsaboutandgoingon,andwecouldn'tsleepatall。
  FinallyJimsaid,"FortwocentsI'dgooutandsnakethemcatsoffthatchimney。"SoIsaid,"Ofcourseyouwould。"Hesaid,"Well,I
  would;Ihaveamightygoodnotiontodoit。"SaysI,"Ofcourseyouhave;certainlyyouhave,youhaveagreatnotiontodoit。"Ihopedhemighttryit,butIwasafraidhewouldn't。
  FinallyIdidgethisambitionup,andheraisedthewindowandclimbedoutontheicyroof,withnothingonbuthissocksandaveryshortshirt。Hewentclimbingalongonallfoursontherooftowardthechimneywherethecatswere。Inthemeantimetheseyoungladiesandgentlemenwereenjoyingthemselvesdownundertheeaves,andwhenJimgotalmosttothatchimneyhemadeapassatthecats,andhisheelsflewupandheshotdownandcrashedthroughthosevines,andlitinthemidstoftheladiesandgentlemen,andsatdowninthosehotsaucersofcandy。
  Therewasastampede,ofcourse,andhecameup—stairsdroppingpiecesofchinawareandcandyallthewayup,andwhenhegotupthere—nowanybodyintheworldwouldhavegoneintoprofanityorsomethingcalculatedtorelievethemind,buthedidn't;hescrapedthecandyoffhislegs,nursedhisblistersalittle,andsaid,"I
  couldhaveketchedthemcatsifIhadhadonagoodready。"
  OBITUARYPOETRY。
  ADDRESSATTHEACTORS'FUNDFAIR,PHILADELPHIA,in1895。
  LADIESANDGENTLEMEN,—The—er—this—er—welcomeoccasiongivesmean—er—opportunitytomakean—er—explanationthatIhavelongdesiredtodelivermyselfof。IrisetothehighesthonorsbeforeaPhiladelphiaaudience。InthecourseofmycheckeredcareerIhave,ondiversoccasions,beencharged—er—maliciouslywithamoreorlessseriousoffence。Itisinreplytooneofthemore—er—importantofthesethatIwishtospeak。MorethanonceIhavebeenaccusedofwritingobituarypoetryinthePhiladelphiaLedger。
  Iwishrightheretodenythatdreadfulassertion。Iwilladmitthatonce,whenacompositorintheLedgerestablishment,Ididsetupsomeofthatpoetry,butforaworseoffencethanthatnoindictmentcanbefoundagainstme。Ididnotwritethatpoetry—atleast,notallofit。
  CIGARSANDTOBACCO。
  MYfriendsforsomeyearsnowhaveremarkedthatIamaninveterateconsumeroftobacco。Thatistrue,butmyhabitswithregardtotobaccohavechanged。Ihavenodoubtthatyouwillsay,whenIhaveexplainedtoyouwhatmypresentpurposeis,thatmytastehasdeteriorated,butIdonotsoregardit。
  WheneverIheldasmoking—partyatmyhouse,Ifoundthatmyguestshadalwaysjusttakenthepledge。
  Letmetellyoubrieflythehistoryofmypersonalrelationtotobacco。Itbegan,Ithink,whenIwasalad,andtooktheformofaquid,whichIbecameexpertintuckingundermytongue。AfterwardI
  learnedthedelightsofthepipe,andIsupposetherewasnootheryoungsterofmyagewhocouldmoredeftlycutplugtobaccosoastomakeitavailableforpipe—smoking。
  Well,timeranon,andtherecameatimewhenIwasabletogratifyoneofmyyouthfulambitions—IcouldbuythechoicestHavanacigarswithoutseriouslyinterferingwithmyincome。Ismokedagoodmany,changingofffromtheHavanacigarstothepipeinthecourseofaday'ssmoking。