7»M THE CIMOUS REPUBUC OF GONDOUR BY SAMUEL L. CLEMENS BONI AND LIVERIQHT NEW YORK DUKE UNIVERSITY LIBRARY The Glenn Negley Collection of Utopian Literature THE CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR Digitized by tine Internet Arcliive in 2010 witli funding from Duke University Libraries littp://www.arcliive.org/details/curiousrepublicoOOtwai THE CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR AND OTHER WHIMSICAL SKETCHES BY SAMUEL L. CLEMENS author of "tom sawyer," "huckleberry finn," "innocents abroad," etc. ^1 ify) h NEW YORK BONI AND LIVERIGHT 1919 Copyright, 1919, By BONI & LIVER IGHT, Inc. Printed in the U. S. A. NOTE Most of the sketches in this volume were taken from a series the author wrote for The Galaxy from May, 1870, to April, 1871. The rest appeared in The Buffalo Express. TABLE OF CONTENTS PAGE The Curious Republic of Gondour ... 1 A Memory 12 Introductory to "Memoranda" 20 About Smells 25 A Couple of Sad Experiences 30 Dan Murphy 34 The "Tournament" IN A.D. 1870 .... 36 Curious Relic for Sale 42 A Reminiscence of the Back Settlements . 54 A Royal Compliment 59 The Approaching Epidemic 65 The Tone-Imparting Committee .... 69 Goldsmith's Friend Abroad Again .... 75 Our Precious Lunatic 110 The European War 119 The Wild Man Interviewed 125 Last Words of Great Men 132 THE CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR THE CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR AS soon as I had learned to speak the language a httle, I became greatly- interested in the people and the sys- tem of government. I found that the nation had at first tried universal suffrage pure and simple, but had thrown that form aside because the result was not satisfactory. It had seemed to deliver all power into the hands of the ignorant and non- tax-paying classes; and of a necessity the re- sponsible offices were filled from these classes also. A remedy was sought. The people believed they had found it ; not in the destruction of uni- versal suffrage, but in the enlargement of it. It was an odd idea, and ingenious. You must understand, the constitution gave every man a vote; therefore that vote was a vested right, 1 2 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR and could not be taken away. But the consti- tution did not say that certain individuals might not be given two votes, or ten! So an amendatory clause was inserted in a quiet way ; a clause which authorised the enlargement of the suffrage in certain cases to be specified by statute. To offer to "limit" the suffrage might have made instant trouble; the offer to "en- large" it had a pleasant aspect. But of course the newspapers soon began to suspect; and then out they came! It was found, however, that for once — and for the first time in the history of the republic — property, character, and intellect were able to wield a political in- fluence; for once, money, virtue, and intelh- gence took a vital and a united interest in a political question; for once these powers went to the "primaries" in strong force; for once the best men in the nation were put forward as candidates for that parliament whose business it should be to enlarge the suffrage. The weightiest half of the press quickly joined forces with the new movement, and left the CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR 3 other half to rail about the proposed "destruc- tion of the Hberties" of the bottom layer of society, the hitherto governing class of the com- munity. The victory was complete. The new law was framed and passed. Under it every citizen, howsoever poor or ignorant, possessed one vote, so universal suffrage still reigned ; but if a man possessed a good common-school education and no money, he had two votes ; a high-school edu- cation gave him four; if he had property like- wise, to the value of three thousand sacos, he wielded one more vote; for every fifty thousand sacos a man added to his property, he was en- titled to another vote; a university education entitled a man to nine votes, even though he owned no property. Therefore, learning be- ing more prevalent and more easily acquired than riches, educated men became a wholesome check upon wealthy men, since they could out- vote them. Learning goes usually with up- rightness, broad views, and humanity; so the learned voters, possessing the balance of power, 4 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR became the vigilant and efficient protectors of the great lower rank of society. And now a curious thing developed itself — a sort of emulation, whose object was voting- power ! Whereas formerly a man was honored only according to the amount of money he possessed, his grandeur was measured now by the number of votes he wielded. A man with only one vote was conspicuously respectful to his neighbor who possessed three. And if he was a man above the common-place, he was as conspicuously energetic in his determination to acquire three for himself. This spirit of emu- lation invaded all ranks. Votes based upon capital were commonly called "mortal" votes, because they cduld be lost; those based upon learning were called "immortal," because they were permanent, and because of their custom- arily imperishable character they were nat- urally more valued than the other sort. I say "customarily" for the reason that these votes were not absolutely imperishable, since insanity could suspend them. CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR 5 Under this system, gambling and specula- tion almost ceased in the republic. A man honoured as the possessor of great voting- power could not afford to risk the loss of it upon a doubtful chance. It was curious to observe the manners and customs which the enlargement plan produced. Walking the street with a friend one day he dehvered a careless bow to a passer-by, and then remarked that that person possessed only one vote and would probably never earn an- other; he was more respectful to the next ac- quaintance he met ; he explained that this salute was a four-vote bow. I tried to "average" the importance of the people he accosted after that, by the nature of his bows, but my success was only partial, because of the somewhat greater homage paid to the immortals than to the mortals. My friend explained. He said there was no law to regulate this thing, except that most powerful of all laws, custom. Cus- tom had created these varying bows, and in time they had become easy and natural. At 6 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR this moment he dehvered himself of a very pro- foimd salute, and then said, "Now there's a man who began Hfe as a shoemaker's appren- tice, and without education; now he swings twenty-two mortal votes and two immortal ones; he expects to pass a high-school exami- nation this year and climb a couple of votes higher among the immortals; mighty valuable citizen." By and by my friend met a venerable per- sonage, and not only made him a most elabo- rate bow, but also took off his hat. I took off mine, too, with a mysterious awe. I was be- ginning to be infected. "What grandee is that?" "That is our most illustrious astronomer. He hasn't any money, but is fearfully learned. Nine immortals is his poHtical weight! He would swing a hundred and fifty votes if our system were perfect." "Is there any altitude of mere moneyed grandeur that you take off your hat to?" "No. Nine immortal votes is the only power CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR 7 we uncover for — ^that is, in civil life. Very great officials receive that mark of homage, of com-se." It was common to hear people admiringly mention men who had begun life on the lower levels and in time achieved great voting-power. It was also common to hear youths planning a future of ever so many votes for themselves. I heard shrewd mammas speak of certain young men as good "catches" because they possessed such-and-such a number of votes. I knew of more than one case where an heiress was mar- ried to a youngster who had but one vote; the argument being that he was gifted with such excellent parts that in time he would acquire a good voting strength, and perhaps in the long run be able to outvote his wife, if he had luck. Competitive examinations were the rule and in all official grades. I remarked that the ques- tions asked the candidates were wild, intricate, and often required a sort of knowledge not needed in the office sought. 8 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR "Can a fool or an ignoramus answer them?" asked the person I was talking with. "Certainly not." "Well, you will not find any fools or igno- ramuses among our officials." I felt rather cornered, but made shift to say — "But these questions cover a good deal more ground than is necessary." "No matter; if candidates can answer these it is tolerably fair evidence that they can an- swer nearly any other question you choose to ask them." There were some things in Gondour which one could not shut his eyes to. One was, that ignorance and incompetence had no place in the government. Brains and property man- aged the state. A candidate for office must have marked ability, education, and high character, or he stood no sort of chance of elec- tion. If a hod-carrier possessed these, he could succeed; but the mere fact that he was a hod- carrier could not elect him, as in previous times. CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR 9 It was now a very great honour to be in the parhament or in office; under the old system such distinction had only brought suspicion upon a man and made him a helpless mark for newspaper contempt and scurrility. Officials did not need to steal now, their salaries being vast in comparison with the pittances paid in the days when parliaments were created by hod-carriers, who viewed official salaries from a hod-carrying point of view and compelled that view to be respected by their obsequious servants. Justice was wisely and rigidly ad- ministered; for a judge, after once reaching his place through the specified line of promotions, was a permanency during good behaviour. He was not obliged to modify his judgments ac- cording to the effect they might have upon the temper of a reigning political party. The country was mainly governed by a min- istry which went out with the administration that created it. This was also the case with the chiefs of the great departments. Minor offi- cials ascended to their several positions through 10 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR well-earned promotions, and not by a jump from gin-mills or the needy families and friends of members of parliament. Good be- haviour measured their terms of office. The head of the government, the Grand Caliph, was elected for a term of twenty years. I questioned the wisdom of this. I was an- swered that he could do no harm, since the min- istry and the parliament governed the land, and he was liable to impeachment for miscon- duct. This great office had twice been ably filled by women, women as aptly fitted for it as some of the sceptred queens of history. Members of the cabinet, under many adminis- trations, had been women. I found that the pardoning power was lodged in a court of pardons, consisting of sev- eral great judges. Under the old regime, this important power was vested in a single offi- cial, and he usually took care to have a general jail dehvery in time for the next election. I inquired about pubhc schools. There were plenty of them, and of free colleges too. I CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR 11 inquired about compulsory education. This was received with a smile, and the remark — "When a man's child is able to make himself powerful and honoured according to the amount of education he acquires, don't you suppose that that parent will apply the com- pulsion himself? Our free schools and free colleges require no law to fill them." There was a loving pride of country about this person's way of speaking which annoyed me. I had long been unused to the sound of it in my own. The Gondour national airs were forever dinning in my ears; therefore I was glad to leave that country and come back to my dear native land, where one never hears that sort of music. A MEMORY, WHEN I say that I never knew my austere father to be enam- oured of but one poem in all the long half century that he lived, persons who knew him will easily believe me ; when I say that I have never composed but one poem in all the long third of a century that I have lived, persons who know me will be sincerely grateful ; and finally, when I say that the poem which I composed was not the one which my father was enamoured of, persons who may have known us both will not need to have this truth shot into them with a moun- tain howitzer before they can receive it. My father and I were always on the most distant terms when I was a boy — a sort of armed neutrality so to speak. At irregular intervals this neutrality was broken, and suffering en- sued; but I will be candid enough to say that 12 A MEMORY 13 the breaking and the suffering were always divided up with strict impartiahty between us — which is to say, my father did the breaking, and I did the suffering. As a general thing I was a backward, cautious, unadventurous boy; but I once jumped off a two-story table; another time I gave an elephant a "plug" of tobacco and retired without waiting for an answer; and still another time I pretended to be talking in my sleep, and got off a portion of a very wretched original conundrimi in the hearing of my father. Let us not pry into the result ; it was of no consequence to any one but me. But the poem I have referred to as attract- ing my father's attention and achieving his favour was "Hiawatha." Some man who courted a sudden and awful death presented him an early copy, and I never lost faith in my own senses until I saw him sit down and go to reading it in cold blood — saw him open the book, and heard him read these following lines, with the same inflectionless judicial frigidity 14 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR with which he always read his charge to the jury, or administered an oath to a witness: Take your bow, O Hiawatha, Take your arrows, jasper-headed. Take your war-club, Puggawaugun, And your mittens, Minjekahwan, And your birch canoe for sailing, And the oil of Mishe-Nama." Presently my father took out of his breast pocket an imposing "Warranty Deed," and fixed his eyes upon it and dropped into medita- tion. I knew what it was. A Texan lady and gentleman had given my half-brother, Orrin Johnson, a handsome property in a town in the North, in gratitude to him for having saved their lives by an act of brilliant heroism. By and by my father looked towards me and sighed. Then he said: "If I had such a son as this poet, here were a subject worthier than the traditions of these Indians." "If you please, sir, where?" "In this deed." A MEMORY 15 "Yes — in this very deed," said my father, throwing it on the table. "There is more poetry, more romance, more subhmity, more splendid imagery hidden away in that homely docmnent than could be fomid in all the tradi- tions of all the savages that hve." "Indeed, sir? Could I — could I get it out, sir? Could I compose the poem, sir, do you think?" "You I" I wilted. Presently my father's face softened some- what, and he said: "Go and try. But mind, curb folly. No poetry at the expense of truth. Keep strictly to the facts." I said I would, and bowed myseK out, and went upstairs. "Hiawatha" kept droning in my head — and so did my father's remarks about the sublimity and romance hidden in my subject, and also his injunction to beware of wasteful and exuber- ant fancy. I noticed, just here, that I had 16 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR heedlessly brought the deed away with me ; now at this moment came to me one of those rare moods of daring recklessness, such as I re- ferred to a while ago. Without another thought, and in plain defiance of the fact that I knew my father meant me to write the romantic story of my half-brother's ad- venture and subsequent good fortune, I ven- tured to heed merely the letter of his remarks and ignore their spirit. I took the stupid "Warranty Deed" itself and chopped it up into Hiawathian blank verse without altering or leaving out three words, and without trans- posing six. It required loads of courage to go downstairs and face my father with my per- formance, I started three or four times before I finally got my pluck to where it would stick. But at last I said I would go down and read it to him if he threw me over the church for it. I stood up to begin, and he told me to come closer. I edged up a little, but still left as much neutral ground between us as I thought he would stand. Then I began. It would be A MEMORY 17 useless for me to try to tell what conflicting emotions expressed themselves upon his face, nor how they grew more and more intense, as I proceeded ; nor how a fell darkness descended upon his countenance, and he began to gag and swallow, and his hands began to work and twitch, as I reeled off Hne after line, with the strength ebbing out of me, and my legs trem- bling under me : THE STORY OF A GALLANT DEED THIS INDENTURE, made the tenth Day of November, in the year Of our Lord one thousand eight Hundred six-and-fifty. Between Joanna S. E. Gray And Philip Gray, her husband, Of Salem City in the State Of Texas, of the first part, And O. B. Johnson, of the town Of Austin, ditto, WITNESSETH: That said party of first part. For and in consideration 18 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR Of the sum of Twenty Thousand Dollars, lawful money of The U. S. of Americay, To them in hand now paid by said Party of the second part, The due receipt whereof is here- By confessed and acknowledg-ed Having Granted, Bargained, Sold, Remised, Released and Aliened and Conveyed, Confirmed, and by these presents do Grant and Bargain, Sell, Remise, Alien, Release, Convey, and Con- Firm unto the said aforesaid Party of the second part. And to his heirs and assigns Forever and ever ALL That certain lot or parcel of LAND situate in city of Dunkirk, County of Chautauqua, And likewise furthermore in York State Bounded and described, to-wit. As follows, herein, namely: BEGINNING at the distance of A hundred two-and-forty feet, A MEMORY 19 North-half-east, north-east-by north, East-north-east and northerly Of the northerly line of Mulligan street On the westerly line of Brannigan street, And running thence due northerly On Brannigan street 200 feet, Thence at right angles westerly, North-west-by-west-and-west-half-west, West-and-by-north, north-west-by-west, About — I kind of dodged, and the boot- jack broke the looking-glass. I could have waited to see what became of the other missiles if I had wanted to, but I took no interest in such things. INTRODUCTORY TO "MEMORANDA" IN taking upon myself the burden of edit- ing a department in The Galaxy maga- zine, I have been actuated by a conviction that I was needed, ahnost imperatively, in this particular field of literature. I have long felt that while the magazine literature of the day had much to recommend it, it yet lacked stability, solidity, weight. It seemed plain to me that too much space was given to poetry and romance, and not enough to statis- tics and agriculture. This defect it shall be my earnest endeavour to remedy. If I succeed, the simple consciousness that I have done a good deed will be a sufficient reward.* In this department of mine the pubHc may always rely upon finding exhaustive statistical tables concerning the finances of the country, * Together with salary. 20 INTRODUCTORY TO "MEMORANDA" 21 the ratio of births and deaths, the percentage of increase of population, etc., etc. — in a word, everything in the reahn of statistics that can make existence bright and beautiful. Also, in my department will always be found elaborate condensations of the Patent Office Reports, wherein a faithful endeavour will at all times be made to strip the nutritious facts bare of that effulgence of imagination and sub- limity of diction which too often mar the ex- cellence of those great works.* In my department will always be found ample excerpts from those able dissertations upon Political Economy which I have for a long time been contributing to a great metro- pohtan journal, and which, for reasons utterly incomprehensible to me, another party has chosen to usurp the credit of composing. And, finally, I call attention with pride to the fact that in my department of the magazine * N. B. — No other magazine in the country makes a specialty of the Patent Office Reports. 22 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR the farmer will always find full market reports, and also complete instructions about farming, even from the grafting of the seed to the har- rowing of the matured crop. I shall throw a pathos into the subject of Agriculture that will surprise and dehght the world. Such is my programme ; and I am persuaded that by adhering to it with fidelity I shall suc- ceed in materially changing the character of this magazine. Therefore I am emboldened to ask the assistance and encouragement of all whose sympathies are with Progress and Re- form. In the other departments of the magazine will be found poetry, tales, and other frothy trifles, and to these the reader can turn for relaxation from time to time, and thus guard against overstraining the powers of his mind. M. T. P. S. — 1. I have not sold out of the "Buf- falo Express," and shall not; neither shall I stop writing for it. This remark seems neces- sary in a business point of view. INTRODUCTORY TO "MEMORANDA" 23 2. These Memoranda are not a "humorous" department. I would not conduct an exclu- sively and professedly humorous department for any one. I would always prefer to have the privilege of printing a serious and sensible remark, in case one occurred to me, without the reader's feeling obUged to consider himself out- raged. We cannot keep the same mood day after day. I am hable, some day, to want to print my opinion on jurisprudence, or Ho- meric poetry, or international law, and I shall do it. It will be of small consequence to me whether the reader survive or not. I shall never go straining after jokes when in a cheer- less mood, so long as the unhackneyed subject of international law is open to me. I will leave all that straining to people who edit profess- edly and inexorably "humorous" departments and publications. 3. I have chosen the general title of Mem- oranda for this department because it is plain and simple, and makes no fraudulent prom- ises. I can print under it statistics, hotel ar- 24 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR rivals, or anything that comes handy, without violating faith with the reader. 4. Puns cannot be allowed a place in this de- partment. Inoffensive ignorance, benignant stupidity, and unostentatious imbecility will always be welcomed and cheerfully accorded a corner, and even the feeblest humour will be admitted, when we can do no better ; but no cir- cumstances, however dismal, will ever be con- sidered a sufficient excuse for the admission of that last and saddest evidence of intellectual poverty, the Pun. M. T. I ABOUT SMELLS N a recent issue of the "Independent," the Rev. T. De Witt Tahnage, of Brooklyn^ has the following utterance on the sub- ject of "SmeUs": I have a good Christian friend who, if he sat in the front pew in church, and a working man should enter the door at the other end, would smell him instantly. My friend is not to blame for the sensitiveness of his nose, any more than you would flog a pointer for be- ing keener on the scent than a stupid watch dog. The fact is, if you had all the churches free, by reason of the mixing up of the common people with the uncommon, you would keep one-half of Christen- dom sick at their stomach. If you are going to kill the church thus with bad smells, I will have nothing to do with this work of evangelization. We have reason to believe that there will be labouring men in heaven ; and also a number of negroes, and Esquimaux, and Terra del Fuegans, and Arabs, and a few Indians, and 25 26 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR possibly even some Spaniards and Portuguese. All things are possible with God. We shall have all these sorts of people in heaven; but, alas! in getting them we shall lose the society of Dr. Talmage. Which is to say, we shall lose the company of one who could give more real "tone" to celestial society than any other con- tribution Brooklyn could furnish. And what would eternal happiness be without the Doc- tor? Blissful, unquestionably — we know that well enough — but would it be distingue, would it be recherche without him? St. Matthew without stockings or sandals ; St. Jerome bare- headed, and with a coarse brown blanket robe dragging the ground; St. Sebastian with scarcely any raiment at all — these we should see, and should enjoy seeing them; but would we not miss a spike-tailed coat and kids, and turn away regretfully, and say to parties from the Orient: "These are well enough, but you ought to see Talmage of Brooklyn." I fear me that in the better world we shall not even have Dr. Talmage's "good Christian friend." ABOUT SMELLS 27 For if he were sitting under the glory of the Throne, and the keeper of the keys admitted a Benjamin Frankhn or other labouring man, that "friend," with his fine natural powers in- finitely augmented by emancipation from hampering flesh, would detect him with a single sniff, and immediately take his hat and ask to be excused. To all outward seeming, the Rev. T. De Witt Talmage is of the same material as that used in the construction of his early prede- cessors in the ministry; and yet one feels that there must be a difference somewhere between him and the Saviour's first disciples. It may be because here, in the nineteenth century. Dr. T. has had advantages which Paul and Peter and the others could not and did not have. There was a lack of polish about them, and a looseness of etiquette, and a want of exclusive- ness, which one cannot help noticing. They healed the very beggars, and held intercourse with people of a villanous odour every day. If the subject of these remarks had been chosen 28 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR among the original Twelve Apostles, he would not have associated with the rest, because he could not have stood the fishy smell of some of his comrades who came from around the Sea of Galilee. He would have resigned his com- mission with some such remark as he makes in the extract quoted above: "Master, if thou art going to kill the church thus with bad smells, I will have nothing to do with this work of evan- gehzation." He is a disciple, and makes that remark to the Master; the only difference is, that he makes it in the nineteenth instead of the first century. Is there a choir in Mr. T.'s church? And does it ever occur that they have no better manners than to sing that hymn which is so suggestive of labourers and mechanics : "Son of the Carpenter! receive This humble work of mine?" Now, can it be possible that in a handful of centuries the Christian character has fallen away from an imposing heroism that scorned ABOUT SMELLS 29 even the stake, the cross, and the axe, to a poor little effeminacy that withers and wilts under an unsavoury smell? We are not prepared to beheve so, the reverend Doctor and his friend to the contrary notwithstanding. A COUPLE OF SAD EXPERIENCES WHEN I published a squib re- cently in which I said I was going to edit an Agricultural Department in this magazine, I certainly did not desire to deceive anybody. I had not the remotest desire to play upon any one's confidence with a practical joke, for he is a pitiful creature indeed who will degrade the dignity of his humanity to the contriving of the witless inventions that go by that name. I purposely wrote the thing as absurdly and as extravagantly as it could be written, in order to be sure and not mislead hurried or heed- less readers: for I spoke of launching a tri- umphal barge upon a desert, and planting a tree of prosperity in a mine — a tree whose fragrance should slake the thirst of the naked, and whose branches should spread abroad till they washed the shores of, etc., etc. I thought 30 A COUPLE OF SAD EXPERIENCES 31 that manifest lunacy like that would protect the reader. But to make assurance absolute, and show that I did not and could not seriously- mean to attempt an Agricultural Department, I stated distinctly in my postscript that I did not know anything about Agriculture. But alas ! right there is where I made my worst mis- take — for that remark seems to have recom- mended my proposed Agriculture more than anything else. It lets a little light in on me, and I fancy I perceive that the farmers feel a little bored, sometimes, by the oracular pro- fundity of agricultural editors who "know it all." In fact, one of my correspondents sug- gests this (for that unhappy squib has deluged me with letters about potatoes, and cabbages, and hominy, and vermicelli, and maccaroni, and all the other fruits, cereals, and vegetables that ever grew on earth ; and if I get done an- swering questions about the best way of rais- ing these things before I go raving crazy, I shall be thankful, and shall never write ob- scurely for fun any more) . 32 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR Shall I tell the real reason why I have unin- tentionally succeeded in fooling so many peo- ple? It is because some of them only read a little of the squib I wrote and jumped to the conclusion that it was serious, and the rest did not read it at all, but heard of my agricultural venture at second-hand. Those cases I could not guard against, of course. To write a bur- lesque so wild that its pretended facts will not be accepted in perfect good faith by somebody, is very nearly an impossible thing to do. It is because, in some instances, the reader is a per- son who never tries to deceive anybody him- self, and therefore is not expecting any one to wantonly practise a deception upon Mm; and in this case the only person dishonoured is the man who wrote the burlesque. In other in- stances the "nub'* or moral of the burlesque — if its object be to enforce a truth — escapes notice in the superior glare of something in the body of the burlesque itself. And very often this "moral" is tagged on at the bottom, and the reader, not knowing that it is the key of the A COUPLE OF SAD EXPERIENCES 33 whole thing and the only important paragraph in the article, tranquilly turns up his nose at it and leaves it unread. One can deliver a satire with telling force through the insidious me- dium of a travesty, if he is careful not to over- whelm the satire with the extraneous interest of the travesty, and so bury it from the read- er's sight and leave him a joked and defrauded victim, when the honest intent was to add to either his knowledge or his wisdom. I have had a deal of experience in burlesques and their unfortunate aptness to deceive the public, and this is why I tried hard to make that agricul- tural one so broad and so perfectly palpable that even a one-eyed potato could see it; and yet, as I speak the solemn truth, it fooled one of the ablest agricultural editors in America ! DAN MURPHY ONE of the saddest things that ever came under my notice (said the banker's clerk) was there in Corn- ing, during the war. Dan Murphy enlisted as a private, and fought very bravely. The boys all liked him, and when a wound by and by weakened him down till carrying a musket was too heavy work for him, they clubbed together and fixed him up as a sutler. He made money then, and sent it always to his wife to bank for him. She was a washer and ironer, and knew enough by hard experience to keep money when she got it. She didn't waste a penny. On the contrary, she began to get miserly as her bank account grew. She grieved to part with a cent, poor creature, for twice in her hard-working hfe she had known what it was to be hungry, cold, friendless, sick, and without a dollar in the world, and she had 34 DAN MURPHY 35 a haunting dread of suffering so again. Well, at last Dan died ; and the boys, in testimony of their esteem and respect for him, telegraphed to Mrs. Murphy to know if she would hke to have him embalmed and sent home, when you know the usual custom was to dump a poor devil hke him into a shallow hole, and then inform -his friends what had become of him. Mrs. Murphy jumped to the conclusion that it would only cost two or three dollars to embalm her dead husband, and so she telegraphed "Yes." It was at the "wake" that the bill for embalming arrived and was presented to the widow. She uttered a wild, sad wail, that pierced every heart, and said: "Sivinty-foive dollars for stooffin' Dan, bhster their sowls! Did thim divils suppose I was goin' to stairt a Museim, that I'd be dalin' in such expinsive curiassities !" The banker's clerk said there was not a dry eye in the house. THE "TOURNAMENT" IN A. D. 1870 L ATELY there appeared an item to this effect, and the same went the customary universal round of the press : A telegraph station has just been established upon the traditional site of the Garden of Eden. As a companion to that, nothing fits so aptly and so perfectly as this : Brooklyn has revived the knightly tournament of the Middle Ages. It is hard to tell which is the most startling, the idea of that highest achievement of human genius and intelligence, the telegraph, prating away about the practical concerns of the world's daily life in the heart and home of ancient indolence, ignorance, and savagery, or the idea of that happiest expression of the brag, vanity, and mock-heroics of our ances- 36 THE "tournament" IN A. D. 1870 37 tors, the "tournament," coming out of its grave to flaunt its tinsel trumpery and perform its "chivalrous" absurdities in the high noon of the nineteenth century, and under the patron- age of a great, broad-awake city and an ad- vanced civilisation. A "tournament" in Lynchburg is a thing easily within the comprehension of the average mind ; but no commonly gifted person can con- ceive of such a spectacle in Brooklyn without straining his powers. Brooklyn is part and parcel of the city of New York, and there is hardly romance enough in the entire metropolis to re-supply a Virginia "knight" with "chiv- alry," in case he happened to run out of it. Let the reader calmly and dispassionately picture to himself "lists" — in Brooklyn; heralds, pur- suivants, pages, garter king-at-arms — in Brooklyn; the marshalling of the fantastic hosts of "chivalry" in slashed doublets, velvet trunks, ruffles, and plumes — in Brooklyn; mounted on omnibus and livery-stable patri- archs, promoted, and referred to in cold blood 38 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR as "steeds," "destriers,*' and "chargers," and divested of their friendly, humble names — these meek old "Jims" and "Bobs" and "Char- leys," and renamed "Mohammed," "Buce- phalus," and "Saladin" — in Brooklyn; mounted thus, and armed with swords and shields and wooden lances, and cased in paste- board hauberks, morions, greaves, and gaunt- lets, and addressed as "Sir" Smith, and "Sir" Jones, and bearing such titled grandeurs as "The Disinherited Knight," the "Knight of Shenandoah," the "Knight of the Blue Ridge," the "Knight of Maryland," and the "Knight of the Secret Sorrow" — in Brooklyn; and at the toot of the horn charging fiercely upon a help- less ring hung on a post, and prodding at it in- trepidly with their wooden sticks, and by and by skewering it and cavorting back to the judges' stand covered with glory — ^this in Brooklyn ; and each noble success hke this duly and promptly announced by an applauding toot from the herald's horn, and "the band playing three bars of an old circus tune" — all THE "tournament" IN A. D. 1870 39 in Brooklj^n, in broad daylight. And let the reader remember, and also add to his picture, as follows, to wit : when the show was all over, the party who had shed the most blood and overturned and hacked to pieces the most knights, or at least had prodded the most muf- fin-rings, was accorded the ancient privilege of naming and crowning the Queen of Love and Beauty — which naming had in reality been done for him by the "cut-and-dried" process, and long in advance, by a committee of ladies, but the crowning he did in person, though suf- fering from loss of blood, and then was taken to the county hospital on a shutter to have his wounds dressed — these curious things all oc- curring in Brooklyn, and no longer ago than one or two yesterdays. It seems impossible, and yet it is true. This was doubtless the first appearance of the "toui'nament" up here among the roUing- mills and factories, and will probably be the last. It will be well to let it retire permanently to the rural districts of Virginia, where, it is 40 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR said, the fine mailed and plumed, noble- natured, maiden-rescuing, wrong-redressing, adventure-seeking knight of romance is ac- cepted and believed in by the peasantry with pleasing simplicity, while they reject with scorn the plain, unpolished verdict whereby history exposes him as a braggart, a ruffian, a fantastic vagabond, and an ignoramus. All romance aside, what shape would our admiration of the heroes of Ashby de la Zouch be likely to take, in this practical age, if those worthies were to rise up and come here and perform again the chivalrous deeds of that famous passage of arms ? Nothing but a New York jury and the insanity plea could save them from hanging, from the amiable Bois- Guilbert and the pleasant Front-de-Boeuf clear down to the nameless ruffians that entered the riot with unpictured shields and did their first murder and acquired their first claim to respect that day. The doings of the so-called "chivalry" of the Middle Ages were absurd enough, even when they were brutally and THE "tournament" IN A. D. 1870 41 bloodily in earnest, and when their surround- ings of castles and donjons, savage land- scapes and half-savage peoples, were in keeping; but those doings gravely reproduced with tinsel decorations and mock pageantry, by bucoHc gentlemen with broomstick lances, and with muffin-rings to represent the foe, and all in the midst of the refinement and dignity of a carefully-developed modern civilisation, is absurdity gone crazy. Now, for next exhibition, let us have a fine representation of one of those chivalrous wholesale butcheries and burnings of Jewish women and children, which the crusading heroes of romance used to indulge in in their European homes, just before starting to the Holy Land, to seize and take to their protec- tion the Sepulchre and defend it from "pollu- tion." CURIOUS RELIC FOR SALE "For sale, for the benefit of the Fund for the Re- lief of the Widows and Orphans of Deceased Fire- men, a Curious Ancient Bedouin Pipe, procured at the city of Endor in Palestine, and believed to have once belonged to the justly-renowned Witch of En- dor. Parties desiring to examine this singular relic with a view to purchasing, can do so by calling upon Daniel S., 119 and 121 William street, New York." AS per advertisement in the "Her- ald." A curious old relic indeed, as I had a good personal .right to know. In a single instant of time, a long drawn panorama of sights and scenes in the Holy Land flashed through my memory — town and grove, desert, camp, and caravan clattering after each other and disappearing, leaving me with a little of the surprised and dizzy feeling which I have experienced at sun- dry times when a long express train has over- taken me at some quiet curve and gone whiz- 42 CURIOUS RELIC FOR SALE 43 zing, car by car, around the corner and out of sight. In that prohfic instant I saw again all the country from the Sea of Galilee and Naz- areth clear to Jerusalem, and thence over the hills of Judea and through the Vale of Sharon to Joppa, down by the ocean. Leaving out unimportant stretches of country and details of incident, I saw and experienced the following- described matters and things. Immediately three years fell away from my age, and a van- ished time was restored to me — September, 1867. It was a flaming Oriental day — this one that had come up out of the past and brought along its actors, its stage-properties, and scenic effects — and our party had just ridden through the squalid hive of human vermin which still holds the ancient Biblical name of Endor; I was bringing up the rear on my grave four- dollar steed, who was about beginning to com- pose himself for his usual noon nap. My ! only fifteen minutes before how the black, mangy, nine-tenths naked, ten-tenths filthy, ignorant, bigoted, besotted, hungry, lazy, malignant, 44 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR screeching, crowding, struggling, wailing, beg- ging, cursing, hateful spawn of the original Witch had swarmed out of the caves in the rocks and the holes and crevices in the earth, and blocked our horses' way, besieged us, threw themselves in the animals' path, clung to their manes, saddle-furniture, and tails, asking, be- seeching, demanding "bucksheesh! huchsheesh! bucksheesh!" We had rained small copper Turkish coins among them, as fugitives fling coats and hats to pursuing wolves, and then had spurred our way through as they stopped to scramble for the largess. I was fervently thankful when we had gotten well up on the desolate hillside and outstripped them and left them jawing and gesticulating in the rear. What a tempest had seemingly gone roaring and crashing by me and left its dull thunders pulsing in my ears ! I was in the rear, as I was saying. Our pack-mules and Arabs were far ahead, and Dan, Jack, Moult, Davis, Denny, Church, and Birch (these names will do as well as any to CURIOUS RELIC FOR SALE 45 represent the boys) were following close after them. As my horse nodded to rest, I heard a sort of panting behind me, and turned and saw that a tawny youth from the village had overtaken me — a true remnant and representa- tive of his ancestress the Witch — a galvanised scurvy, wrought into the human shape and garnished with ophthalmia and leprous scars — an airy creature with an invisible shirt-front that reached below the pit of his stomach, and no other clothing to speak of except a tobacco- pouch, an ammunition-pocket, and a venerable gun, which was long enough to club any game with that came within shooting distance, but far from efficient as an article of dress. I thought to myself, "Now this disease with a human heart in it is going to shoot me." I smiled in derision at the idea of a Bedouin daring to touch off his great-grandfather's rusty gun and getting his head blown off for his pains. But then it occurred to me, in simple school-boy language, "Suppose he should take dehberate aim and 'haul off' and fetch me with 46 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR the butt-end of it?" There was wisdom in that view of it, and I stopped to parley. I found he was only a friendly villain who wanted a trifle of bucksheesh, and after begging what he could get in that way, was perfectly willing to trade off everything he had for more. I believe he would have parted with his last shirt for buck- sheesh if he had had one. He was smoking the "humbliest" pipe I ever saw — a dingy, funnel- shaped, red-clay thing, streaked and grimed with oil and tears of tobacco, and with all the different kinds of dirt there are, and thirty per cent, of them peculiar and indigenous to Endor and perdition. And rank ? I never smelt any- thing like it. It withered a cactus that stood lifting its prickly hands aloft beside the trail. It even woke up my horse. I said I would take that. It cost me a franc, a Russian kopek, a brass button, and a slate pencil ; and my spend- thrift lavishness so won upon the son of the desert that he passed over his pouch of most unspeakably villainous tobacco to me as a free gift. What a pipe it was, to be sure ! It had a CURIOUS RELIC FOR SALE 47 rude brass-wire cover to it, and a little coarse iron chain suspended from the bowl, with an iron splinter attached to loosen up the tobacco and pick your teeth with. The stem looked like the half of a slender walking-stick with the bark on. I felt that this pipe had belonged to the orig- inal Witch of Endor as soon as I saw it ; and as soon as I smelt it, I knew it. Moreover, I asked the Arab cub in good English if it was not so, and he answered in good Arabic that it was. I woke up my horse and went my way, smoking. And presently I said to myself re- flectively, "If there is anything that could make a man deliberately assault a dying cripple, I reckon may be an unexpected whiflp from this pipe would do it." I smoked along till I found I was beginning to lie, and project murder, and steal my own things out of one pocket and hide them in another; and then I put up my treasure, took off my spurs and put them under my horse's tail, and shortly came tearing through our caravan like a hurricane. 48 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR From that time forward, going to Jerusalem, the Dead Sea, and the Jordan, Bethany, Beth- lehem, and everywhere, I loafed contentedly in the rear and enjoyed my infamous pipe and revelled in imaginary villany. But at the end of two weeks we turned our faces toward the sea and journeyed over the Judean hills, and through rocky defiles, and among the scenes that Samson knew in his youth, and by and by we touched level ground just at night, and trotted off cheerily over the plain of Sharon. It was perfectly jolly for three hours, and we whites crowded along together, close after the chief Arab muleteer (all the pack-animals and the other Arabs were miles in the rear ) , and we laughed, and chatted, and argued hotly about Samson, and whether suicide was a sin or not, since Paul speaks of Samson distinctly as be- ing saved and in heaven. But by and by the night air, and the duskiness, and the weariness of eight hours in the saddle, began to tell, and conversation flagged and finalty died out utterly. The squeak-squeaking of the saddles CURIOUS RELIC FOR SALE 49 grew very distinct; occasionally somebody sighed, or started to hum a tune and gave it up; now and then a horse sneezed. These things only emphasised the solemnity and the stillness. Everybody got so Hstless that for once I and my dreamer found ourselves in the lead. It was a glad, new sensation, and I longed to keep the place forevermore. Every little stir in the dingy cavalcade behind made me nervous. Davis and I were riding side by side, right after the Arab. About 11 o'clock it had become really chilly, and the dozing boys roused up and began to inquire how far it was to Ramlah yet, and to demand that the Arab hurry along faster. I gave it up then, and my heart sank within me, because of course they would come up to scold the Arab. I knew I had to take the rear again. In my sorrow I unconsciously took to my pipe, my only com- fort. As I touched the match to it the whole company came lumbering up and crowding my horse's rump and flanks. A whiff of smoke drifted back over my shoulder, and — ■ 50 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR "The suffering Moses!" "Whew!" "By George, who opened that graveyard?" "Boys, that Arab's been swallowing some- thing dead!" Right away there was a gap behind us. Whiff after whiff sailed airily back, and each one widened the breach. Within fifteen seconds the barking, and gasping, and sneez- ing, and coughing of the boys, and their angry abuse of the Arab guide, had dwindled to a murmur, and Davis and I were alone with the leader. Davis did not know what the matter was, and don't to this day. Occasionally he caught a faint film of the smoke and fell to scolding at the Arab and wondering how long he had been decaying in that way. Our boys kept on dropping back further and further, till at last they were only in hearing, not in sight. And every time they started gingerly forward to reconnoitre — or shoot the Arab, as they pro- posed to do — I let them get within good fair range of my rehc (she would carry seventy CURIOUS RELIC FOR SALE 51 yards with wonderful precision), and then wafted a whiff among them that sent them gasping and stranghng to the rear again. I kept my gun well charged and ready, and twice within the hour I decoyed the boys right up to my horse's tail, and then with one malarious blast emptied the saddles, almost. I never heard an Arab abused so in my hfe. He really owed his preservation to me, because for one entire hour I stood between him and certain death. The boys would have killed him if they could have got by me. By and by, when the company were far in the rear, I put away my pipe — I was getting fearfully dry and crisp about the gills and rather blown with good diligent work — and spurred my animated trance up alongside the Arab and stopped him and asked for water. He unslung his little gourd-shaped earthen- ware jug, and I put it under my moustache and took a long, glorious, satisfying draught. I was going to scour the mouth of the jug a little, but I saw that I had brought the whole 52 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR train together once more by my delay, and that they were all anxious to drink too — and would have been long ago if the Arab had not pre- tended that he was out of water. So I has- tened to pass the vessel to Davis. He took a mouthful, and never said a word, but climbed off his horse and lay down calmly in the road. I felt sorry for Davis. It was too late now, though, and Dan was drinking. Dan got down too, and hunted for a soft place. I thought I heard Dan say, "That Arab's friends ought to keep him in alcohol or else take him out and bury him somewhere." All the boys took a drink and climbed down. It is not well to go into further particulars. Let us draw the cur- tain upon this act. • • • • Well, now, to think that after three chang- ing years I should hear from that curious old rehc again, and see Dan advertising it for sale for the benefit of a benevolent object. Dan is not treating that present right. I gave that pipe to him for a keepsake. However, he CURIOUS RELIC FOR SALE 53 probably finds that it keeps away custom and interferes with business. It is the most con- vincing inanimate object in all this part of the world, perhaps. Dan and I were room-mates in all that long "Quaker City" voyage, and whenever I desired to have a little season of privacy I used to fire up on that pipe and per- suade Dan to go out ; and he seldom waited to change his clothes, either. In about a quarter, or from that to three-quarters of a minute, he would be propping up the smoke-stack on the upper deck and cursing. I wonder how the faithful old relic is going to sell? A REMINISCENCE OF THE BACK SETTLEMENTS NOW that corpse [said the under- taker, patting the folded hands of the deceased approvingly] was a brick — every way you took him he was a brick. He was so real accommodat- ing, and so modest-like and simple in his last moments. Friends wanted metallic burial case — nothing else would do. I couldn't get it. There warn't going to be time — anybody could see that. Corpse said never mind, shake him up some kind of a box he could stretch out in comfortable, he warn't particular 'bout the general style of it. Said he went more on room than style, any way, in the last final container. Friends wanted a silver door-plate on the coffin, signifying who he was ar.vl >'^her' he was from. Now you know a fellow couldn't roust out such a gaily thing as that in a little country 54 THE BACK SETTLEMENTS 55 town like this. What did corpse say? Corpse said, whitewash his old canoe and dob his ad- dress and general destination onto it with a blacking brush and a stencil plate, long with a verse from some likely hymn or other, and p'int him for the tomb, and mark him C. O. D., and just let him skip along. He warn't dis- tressed any more than you be — on the contrary just as carm and collected as a hearse-horse; said he judged that wher' he was going to, a body would find it considerable better to at- tract attention by a picturesque moral char- acter than a natty burial case with a swell door- plate on it. Splendid man, he was. I'd druther do for a corpse hke that 'n any I've tackled in seven year. There's some satisfac- tion in buryin' a man Hke that. You feel that what you're doing is appreciated. Lord bless you, so's he got planted before he sp'iled, he was perfectly satisfied ; said his relations meant well, perfectly well, but all them preparations was bound to delay the thing more or less, and he didn't wish to be kept layin' round. You 56 CUEIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR never see such a clear head as what he had — and so carm and so cool. Just a hunk of brains — that is what he was. Perfectly awful. It was a ripping distance from one end of that man's head to t'other. Often and over again he's had brain fever a-raging in one place, and the rest of the pile didn't know anything about it — didn't affect it any more than an Injun in- surrection in Arizona affects the Atlantic States. Well, the relations they wanted a big funeral, but corpse said he was down on flum- mery — didn't want any procession — fill the hearse full of mourners, and get out a stern line and tow him behind. He was the most down on style of any remains I ever struck. A beautiful, simple-minded creature — it was what he was, you can depend on that. He was just set on having things the way he wanted them, and he took a solid comfort in laying his little plans. He had me measure him and take a whole raft of directions ; then he had a min- ister stand up behind a long box with a table- cloth over it and read his funeral sermon, say- THE BACK SETTLEMENTS 57 ing 'Angcore, angcore !' at the good places, and making him scratch out every bit of brag about him, and all the hifalutin; and then he made them trot out the choir so's he could help them pick out the tunes for the occasion, and he got them to sing 'Pop Goes the Weasel,' because he'd always hked that tune when he was down- hearted, and solemn music made him sad; and when they sung that with tears in their eyes (because they all loved him), and his relations grieving around, he just laid there as happy as a bug, and trying to beat time and showing all over how much he enjoyed it; and presently he got worked up and excited; and tried to join in, for mind you he was pretty proud of his abihties in the singing line ; but the first time he opened his mouth and was just going to spread himself, his breath took a walk. I never see a man snuffed out so sudden. Ah, it was a great loss — ^it was a powerful loss to this poor little one-horse town. Well, well, well, I hain't got time to be palavering along here — got to nail on the lid and mosey along with him; and if 58 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR you'll just give me a lift we'll skeet him into the hearse and meander along. Relations bound to have it so — don't pay no attention to dying injunctions, minute a corpse's gone; but if I had my way, if I didn't respect his last wishes and tow him behind the hearse, Z'll be cuss'd. I consider that whatever a corpse wants done for his comfort is a little enough matter, and a man hain't got no right to deceive him or take advantage of him — and whatever a corpse trusts me to do I'm a-going to do, you know, even if it's to stuff him and paint him yaller and keep him for a keepsake — you hear me!" He cracked his whip and went lumbering away with his ancient ruin of a hearse, and I continued my walk with a valuable lesson learned — that a healthy and wholesome cheer- fulness is not necessarily impossible to any oc- cupation. The lesson is Hkely to be lasting, for it will take many months to obliterate the memory of the remarks and circumstances that impressed it. A ROYAL COMPLIMENT The latest report about the Spanish crown is, that it will now be offered to Prince Alfonso, the second son of the King of Portugal, who is but five years of age. The Spaniards have hunted through all the nations of Europe for a King. They tried to get a Portuguese in the person of Dom-Luis, who is an old ex-monarch ; they tried to get an Italian, in the person of Victor Emanuel's young son, the Duke of Genoa ; they tried to get a Spaniard, in the person of Espartero, who is an octogenarian. Some of them desired a French Bourbon, Montpensier ; some of them a Spanish Bourbon, the Prince of Asturias ; some of them an English prince, one of the sons of Queen Victoria. They have just tried to get the German Prince Leopold; but they have thought it better to give him up than take a war along with him. It is a long time since we first suggested to them to try an American ruler. We can offer them a large number of able and experienced sovereigns to pick from — men skilled in statesmanship, versed in the science of government, and adepts in all the arts of administration — men who could wear the crown with dignity and rule the kingdom at a reasonable expense. 59 60 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR There is not the least danger of Napoleon threaten- ing them if they take an American sovereign ; in fact, we have no doubt he would be pleased to support such a candidature. We are unwilling to mention names — though we have a man in our eye whom we wish they had in theirs. — New York Tribune. IT would be but an ostentation of modesty to permit such a pointed reference to my- self to pass unnoticed. This is the second time that The Tribune (no doubt sin- cerely looking to the best interests of Spain and the world at large) has done me the great and unusual honour to propose me as a fit per- son to fill the Spanish throne. Why The Tribune should single me out in this way from the midst of a dozen Americans of higher po- litical prominence, is a problem which I can- not solve. Beyond a somewhat intimate knowledge of Spanish history and a profound veneration for its great names and illustrious deeds, I feel that I possess no merit that should peculiarly recommend me to this royal distinc- tion. I cannot deny that Spanish history has A ROYAL COMPLIMENT 61 always been mother's milk to me. I am proud of every Spanish achievement, from Hernando Cortes's victory at Thermopylae down to Vasco Nunez de Balboa's discovery of the Atlantic ocean; and of every splendid Spanish name, from Don Quixote and the Duke of Welling- ton down to Don Caesar de Bazan. However, these little graces of erudition are of small con- sequence, being more showy than serviceable. In case the Spanish sceptre is pressed upon me — and the indications unquestionably are that it will be — I shall feel it necessary to have certain things set down and distinctly under- stood beforehand. For instance: My salary must be paid quarterly in advance. In these unsettled times it will not do to trust. If Isa- bella had adopted this plan, she would be roost- ing on her ancestral throne to-day, for the simple reason that her subjects never could have raised three months of a royal salary in advance, and of course they could not have dis- charged her until they had squared up with her. My salary must be paid in gold ; when green- 62 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR backs are fresh in a country, they are too fluc- tuating. My salary has got to be put at the ruling market rate; I am not going to cut under on the trade, and they are not going to trail me a long way from home and then prac- tise on my ignorance and play me for a royal North Adams Chinaman, by any means. As I understand it, imported kings generally get five millions a year and house-rent free. Young George of Greece gets that. As the revenues only yield two millions, he has to take the national note for considerable; but even with things in that sort of shape he is better fixed than he was in Denmark, where he had to eternally stand up because he had no throne to sit on, and had to give bail for his board, be- cause a royal apprentice gets no salary there while he is learning his trade. England is the place for that. Fifty thousand dollars a year Great Britain pays on each royal child that is born, and this is increased from year to year as the child becomes more and more indispen- sable to his country. Look at Prince Arthur. A ROYAL COMPLIMENT 63 At first he only got the usual bu'th-bounty ; but now that he has got so that he can dance, there is simply no telling what wages he gets. I should have to stipulate that the Spanish people wash more and endeavour to get along with less quarantine. Do you know, Spain keeps her ports fast locked against foreign traffic three-fourths of each year, because one day she is scared about the cholera, and the next about the plague, and next the measles, next the hooping cough, the hives, and the rash ? but she does not mind leonine leprosy and elephantiasis any more than a great and en- lightened civiHsation minds freckles. Soap would soon remove her anxious distress about foreign distempers. The reason arable land is so scarce in Spain is because the people squander so much of it on their persons, and then when they die it is improvidently buried with them. I should feel obliged to stipulate that Marshal Serrano be reduced to the rank of con- stable, or even roundsman. He is no longer fit 64 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR to be City Marshal. A man who refused to be king because he was too old and feeble, is ill qualified to help sick people to the station- house when they are armed and their form of delirium tremens is of the exuberant and demonstrative kind. I should also require that a force be sent to chase the late Queen Isabella out of France. Her presence there can work no advantage to Spain, and she ought to be made to move at once; though, poor thing, she has been chaste enough heretofore — for a Spanish woman. I should also require that — I am at this moment authoritatively in- formed that "The Tribune" did not mean me, after all. Very well, I do not care two cents. THE APPROACHING EPIDEMIC ONE calamity to which the death of Mr. Dickens dooms this country has not awakened the concern to which its gravity entitles it. We refer to the fact that the nation is to be lec- tured to death and read to death all next winter, by Tom, Dick, and Harry, with poor lamented Dickens for a pretext. All the vaga- bonds who can spell will afflict the people with "readings" from Pickwick and Copperfield, and all the insignificants who have been en- nobled by the notice of the great novehst or transfigured by his smile will make a market- able commodity of it now, and turn the sacred reminiscence to the practical use of procuring bread and butter. The lecture rostrums will fairly swarm with these fortunates. Already the signs of it are perceptible. Behold how the unclean creatures are wending toward the dead Hon and gathering to the feast: 65 66 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR "Reminiscences of Dickens." A lecture. By John Smith, who heard him read eight times. "Remembrances of Charles Dickens." A lecture. By John Jones, who saw him once in ,a street car and twice in a barber shop. "Recollections of Mr. Dickens." A lecture. By John Brown, who gained a wide fame by writing dehriously appreciative critiques and rhapsodies upon the great author's public read- ings; and who shook hands with the great author upon various occasions, and held con- verse with him several times. "Readings from Dickens." By John White, who has the great delineator's style and manner perfectly, having attended all his read- ings in this country and made these things a study, always practising each reading before retiring, and while it was hot from the great de- lineator's lips. Upon this occasion Mr. W. will exhibit the remains of a cigar which he saw Mr. Dickens smoke. This ReHc is kept in a sohd silver box made purposely for it. THE APPROACHING EPIDEMIC 67 "Sights and Sounds of the Great Xovelist." A popular lecture. By John Gray, who waited on his table all the time he was at the Grand Hotel, INew York, and still has in his possession and will exhibit to the audience a fragment of the Last Piece of Bread which the lamented author tasted in this country. "Heart Treasures of Precious Moments with Literature's Departed Monarch." A lec- ture. By Miss Serena Amelia Tryphenia Mc- Spadden, who still wears, and will always wear, a glove upon the hand made sacred by the clasp of Dickens. Only Death shall remove it. "Readings from Dickens." By Mrs. J. O'Hooligan Murphy, who washed for him. "Famihar Talks with the Great Author." A narrative lecture. By John Thomas, for two weeks his valet in America. And so forth, and so on. This isn't half the list. The man who has a "Toothpick once used by Charles Dickens" will have to have a hear- ing; and the man who "once rode in an omnibus with Charles Dickens ;" and the lady to whom 68 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR Charles Dickens "granted the hospitalities of his umbrella during a storm;" and the person who "possesses a hole which once belonged in a handkerchief owned by Charles Dickens." Be patient and long-suifering, good people, for even this does not fill up the measure of what you must endure next winter. There is no creature in all this land who has had any personal relations with the late Mr. Dickens, however slight or trivial, but will shoulder his way to the rostrum and inflict his testimony upon his helpless countrymen. To some peo- ple it is fatal to be noticed by greatness. THE TONE-IMPAKTING COMMITTEE WHEN I get old and ponder- ously respectable, only one thing will be able to make me truly happy, and that will be to be put on the Venerable Tone-Imparting committee of the city of New York, and have nothing to do but sit on the platform, solemn and imposing, along with Peter Cooper, Hor- ace Greeley, etc., etc., and shed momentary fame at second hand on obscure lecturers, draw pubhc attention to lectures which would other- wise clack eloquently to sounding emptiness, and subdue audiences into respectful hearing of all sorts of unpopular and outlandish dog- mas and isms. That is what I desire for the cheer and gratification of my gray hairs. Let me but sit up there with those fine rehcs of the Old Red Sandstone Period and give Tone to 69 70 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR an intellectual entertainment twice a week, and be so reported, and my happiness will be com- plete. Those men have been my envy for a long, long time. And no memories of my hfe are so pleasant as my reminiscence of their long and honorable career in the Tone-im- parting service. I can recollect that fii'st time I ever saw them on the platforms just as well as I can remember the events of yesterday. Horace Greeley sat on the right, Peter Cooper on the left, and Thomas Jefferson, Red Jacket, Benjamin Franklin, and John Hancock sat between them. This was on the 22d of De- cember, 1799, on the occasion of the state funeral of George Washington in New York. It was a great day, that — a great day, and a very, very sad one. I remember that Broad- way was one mass of black crape from Castle Garden nearly up to where the City Hall now stands. The next time I saw these gentlemen officiate was at a ball given for the purpose of procuring money and medicines for the sick and wounded soldiers and sailors. Horace THE TONE-IMPAKTING COMMITTEE 71 Greeley occupied one side of the platform on which the musicians were exalted, and Peter Cooper the other. There were other Tone- imparters attendant upon the two chiefs, but I have forgotten their names now. Horace Greeley, gray-haired and beaming, was in sailor costume — white duck pants, blue shirt, open at the breast, large neckerchief, loose as an ox-bow, and tied with a jaunty sailor knot, broad turnover collar with star in the corner, shiny black little tarpaulin hat roosting dain- tily far back on head, and flying two gallant long ribbons. Slippers on ample feet, round spectacles on benignant nose, and pitchfork in hand, completed Mr. Greeley, and made him, in my boyish admiration, every inch a sailor, and worthy to be the honored great-grand- father of the Neptune he was so ingeniously representing. I shall never forget him. Mr. Cooper was dressed as a general of mihtia, and was dismally and oppressively warlike. I neglected to remark, in the proper place, that the soldiers and sailors in whose aid the ball was 72 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR given had just been sent in from Boston — ^this was during the war of 1812. At the grand na- tional reception of Lafayette, in 1824, Horace Greeley sat on the right and Peter Cooper on the left. The other Tone-imparters of that day are sleeping the sleep of the just now. I was in the audience when Horace Greeley, Peter Cooper, and other chief citizens im- parted tone to the great meetings in favor of French hberty, in 1848. Then I never saw them any more until here lately ; but now that I am living tolerably near the city, I run down every time I see it announced that "Horace Greeley, Peter Cooper, and several other dis- tinguished citizens will occupy seats on the platform;" and next morning, when I read in the first paragraph of the phonographic report that "Horace Greeley, Peter Cooper, and sev- eral other distinguished citizens occupied seats on the platform," I say to myself, "Thank God, I was present." Thus I have been en- abled to see these substantial old friends of mine sit on the platform and give tone to lee- THE TONE-IMPARTING COMMITTEE 73 tures on anatomy, and lectures on agriculture, and lectures on stirpiculture, and lectures on astronomy, on chemistry, on miscegenation, on *'Is Man Descended from the Kangaroo?" on veterinary matters, on all kinds of reHgion, and several kinds of pohtics; and have seen them give tone and grandeur to the Four-legged Girl, the Siamese Twins, the Great Egyptian Sword Swallower, and the Old Original Jacobs. Whenever somebody is to lecture on a subject not of general interest, I know that my venerated Remains of the Old Red Sand- stone Period will be on the platform ; whenever a lecturer is to appear Whom nobody has heard of before, nor will be likely to seek to see, I know that the real benevolence of my old friends will be taken advantage of, and that they will be on the platform (and in the bills) as an advertisement; and whenever any new and obnoxious deviltry in philosophy, morals, or pohtics is to be sprung upon the people, I know perfectly well that these intrepid old heroes will be on the platform too, in the inter- 74 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR est of full and free discussion, and to crush down all narrower and less generous souls with the solid dead weight of their awful respect- abiUty. And let us all remember that while these inveterate and imperishable presiders (if you please) appear on the platform every night in the year as regularly as the volun- teered piano from Steinway's or Chickering's, and have bolstered up and given tone to a deal of questionable merit and obscure emptiness in their time, they have also diversified this incon- sequential service by occasional powerful up- hfting and upholding of great progressive ideas which smaller men feared to meddle with mi countenance. GOLDSMITH'S FRIEND ABROAD AGAIN Note. — No experience is set down in the following letters which had to be invented. Fancy is not needed to give variety to the history of a Chinaman's so- journ in America. Plain fact is amply sufficient. LETTER I Shanghai^ 18 — . DEAR CHING-FOO: It is all settled, and I am to leave my op- pressed and overburdened native land and cross the sea to that noble realm where all are free and all equal, and none reviled or abused — America! America, whose precious privilege it is to caU herself the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave. We and all that are about us here look over the waves longingly, contrasting the privations of this our birthplace with the opulent comfort of that happy refuge. We know how America has welcomed the Germans and the Frenchmen 75 76 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR and the stricken and sorrowing Irish, and we know how she has given them bread and work and hberty, and how grateful they are. And we know that America stands ready to welcome all other oppressed peoples and oflPer her abun- dance to all that come, without asking what their nationality is, or their creed or color. And, without being told it, we know that the foreign sufferers she has rescued from oppres- sion and starvation are the most eager of her children to welcome us, because, having suf- fered themselves, they know what suffering is, and having been generously succored, they long to be generous to other unfortunates and thus show that magnanimity is not wasted upon them. Ah Song Hi. letter ii At Sea, 18—. Dear Ching-Foo: We are far away at sea now, on our way to the beautiful Land of the Free and Home of the Brave. We shall soon GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 77 be where all men are alike, and where sorrow is not known. The good American who hired me to go to his country is to pay me $12 a month, which is immense wages, you know — twenty times as much as one gets in China. My passage in the ship is a very large sum — indeed, it is a fortune — and this I must pay myself event- ually, but I am allowed ample time to make it good to my employer in, he advancing it now. For a mere form, I have turned over my wife, my boy, and my two daughters to my employ- er's partner for security for the payment of the ship fare. But my employer says they are in no danger of being sold, for he knows I will be faithful to him, and that is the main security. I thought I would have twelve dollars to begin hfe with in America, but the American Consul took two of them for making a certifi- cate that I was shipped on the steamer. He has no right to do more than charge the ship two dollars for one certificate for the ship^ with the number of her Chinese passengers set 78 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR down in it ; but he chooses to force a certificate upon each and every Chinaman and put the two dollars in his pocket. As 1,300 of my countrymen are in this vessel, the Consul re- ceived $2,600 for certificates. My employer tells me that the Government at Washington know of this fraud, and are so bitterly opposed to the existence of such a wrong that they tried hard to have the extor the fee, I mean, legalised by the last Congress ;* but as the bill did not pass, the Consul will have to take the fee dishonestly until next Congress makes it legitimate. It is a great and good and noble country, and hates all forms of vice and chi- canery. We are in that part of the vessel always re- served for my countrymen. It is called the steerage. It is kept for us, my employer says, because it is not subject to changes of temper- ature and dangerous drafts of air. It is only another instance of the loving unselfishness of * Pacific and Mediterranean steamship bUls. — ^Ed. Mem.) GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 79 the Americans for all unfortunate foreigners. The steerage is a Httle crowded, and rather warm and close, but no doubt it is best for us that it should be so. Yesterday our people got to quarrelling among themselves, and the captain turned a volume of hot steam upon a mass of them and scalded eighty or ninety of them more or less severely. Flakes and ribbons of skin came off some of them. There was wild shrieking and struggling while the vapour enveloped the great throng, and so some who were not scalded got trampled upon and hurt. We do not com- plain, for my employer says this is the usual way of quieting disturbances on board the ship, and that it is done in the cabins among the Americans every day or two. Congratulate me, Ching-Fool In ten days more I shall step upon the shore of America, and be received by her great-hearted people; and I shall straighten myself up and feel that I am a free man among freemen. Ah Song Hi. 80 curious republic of gondour letter iii San Francisco^ 18 — . Dear Ching-Foo: I stepped ashore jubi- lant! I wanted to dance, shout, sing, worship the generous Land of the Free and Home of the Brave. But as I walked from the gang- plank a man in a gray uniform* kicked me vio- lently behind and told me to look out — so my employer translated it. As I turned, another officer of the same kind struck me with a short club and also instructed me to look out. I was about to take hold of my end of the pole which had mine and Hong-Wo's basket and things suspended from it, when a third officer hit me with his club to signify that I was to drop it, and then kicked me to signify that he was satis- fied with my promptness. Another person came now, and searched all through our basket and bundles, emptying everything out on the dirty wharf. Then this person and another searched us all over. They found a little pack- * Policeman. GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 81 age of opium sewed into the artificial part of Hong-wo's queue, and they took that, and also they made him prisoner and handed him over to an officer, who marched him away. They took his luggage, too, because of his crime, and as our luggage was so mixed together that they could not tell mine from his, they took it all. When I offered to help divide it, they kicked me and desired me to look out. Having now no baggage and no companion, I told my employer that if he was willing, I would walk about a little and see the city and the people until he needed me. I did not like to seem disappointed with my reception in the good land of refuge for the oppressed, and so I looked and spoke as cheerily as I could. But he said, wait a minute — I must be vaccinated to prevent my taking the small-pox. I smiled and said I had already had the small-pox, as he could see by the marks, and so I need not wait to be "vaccinated," as he called it. But he said it was the law, and I must be vaccinated anyhow. The doctor would never let me pass. 82 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR for the law obliged him to vaccinate all China- men and charge them ten dollars apiece for it, and I might be sure that no doctor who would be the servant of that law would let a fee slip through his fingers to accommodate any absurd fool who had seen fit to have the disease in some other country. And presently the doctor came and did his work and took my last penny — my ten dollars which were the hard savings of nearly a year and a half of labour and priva- tion. Ah, if the law-makers had only known there were plenty of doctors in the citj^ glad of a chance to vaccinate people for a dollar or two, they would never have put the price up so high against a poor friendless Irish, or Italian, or Chinese pauper fleeing to the good land to escape hunger and hard times. Ah Song Hi. letter iv San Francisco^ 18 — . Dear Ching-Foo : I have been here about a month now, and am learning a httle of the Ian- GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 83 guage every day. My employer was disap- pointed in the matter of hiring us out to service on the plantations in the far eastern portion of this continent. His enterprise was a failure, and so he set us all free, merely taking meas- ures to secure to himself the repayment of the passage money which he paid for us. We are to make this good to him out of the first moneys we earn here. He says it is sixty dollars apiece. We were thus set free about two weeks after we reached here. We had been massed to- gether in some small houses up to that time, waiting. I walked forth to seek my fortune. I was to begin life a stranger in a strange land, without a friend, or a penny, or any clothes but those I had on my back. I had not any ad- vantage on my side in the world — not one, ex- cept good health and the lack of any necessity to waste any time or anxiety on the watching of my baggage. No, I forget. I reflected that I had one prodigious advantage over paupers in other lands — I was in America! I was in the 84 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR heaven-provided refuge of the oppressed and the forsaken! Just as that comforting thought passed through my mind, some young men set a fierce dog on me. I tried to defend myself, but could do nothing. I retreated to the recess of a closed doorway, and there the dog had me at his mercy, flying at my throat and face or any part of my body that presented itself. I shrieked for help, but the young men only jeered and laughed. Two men in gray uni- forms (pohcemen is their official title) looked on for a minute and then walked leisurely away. But a man stopped them and brought them back and told them it was a shame to leave me in such distress. Then the two pohce- men beat off the dog with small clubs, and a comfort it was to be rid of him, though I was just rags and blood from head to foot. The man who brought the pohcemen asked the young men why they abused me in that way, and they said they didn't want any of his med- dling. And they said to him : GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 85 "This Ching divil comes till Ameriky to take the bread out o' dacent intilhgent white men's mouths, and whin they try to defind their rights there's a dale o' fuss made about it." They began to threaten my benefactor, and as he saw no friendliness in the faces that had gathered meanwhile, he went on his way. He got many a curse when he was gone. The policemen now told me I was under arrest and must go with them. I asked one of them what wrong I had done to any one that I should be arrested, and he only struck me with his club and ordered me to "hold my yap." With a jeering crowd of street boys and loafers at my heels, I was taken up an alley and into a stone- paved dungeon which had large cells all down one side of it, with iron gates to them. I stood up by a desk while a man behind it wrote down certain things about me on a slate. One of my captors said : "Enter a charge against this Chinaman of being disorderly and disturbing the peace." I attempted to say a word, but he said: 86 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR "Silence! Now ye had better go slow, my good fellow. This is two or three times you've tried to get off some of your d — d insolence. Lip won't do here. You've got to simmer down, and if you don't take to it paceable we'll see if we can't make you. Fat's your name?" "Ah Song Hi." "^Zmswhat?" I said I did not understand, and he said what he wanted was my true name, for he guessed I picked up this one since I stole my last chickens. They all laughed loudly at that. Then they searched me. They found nothing, of course. They seemed very angry and asked who I supposed would "go my bail or pay my fine." When they explained these things to me, I said I had done nobody any harm, and why should I need to have bail or pay a fine? Both of them kicked me and warned me that I would find it to my advan- tage to try and be as civil as convenient. I pro- GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 87 tested that I had not meant anything disre- spectful. Then one of them took me to one side and said : "Now look here, Johnny, it's no use you playing softly wid us. We mane business, ye know ; and the sooner ye put us on the scent of a V, the asier ye '11 save yerself from a dale of trouble. Ye can't get out o' this for anny less. Who's your f rinds?" I told him I had not a single friend in all the land of America, and that I was far from home and help, and very poor. And I begged him to let me go. He gathered the slack of my blouse collar in his grip and jerked and shoved and hauled at me across the dungeon, and then unlocking an iron cell-gate thrust me in with a kick and said: "Rot there, ye furrin spawn, till ye lairn that there's no room in America for the hkes of ye or your nation." Ah Song Hi. 88 CURIOUS EEPUBLIC OF GONDOUR LETTER V San Francisco, 18 — . Dear Ching-Foo : You will remember that I had just been thrust violently into a cell in the city prison when I wrote last. I stumbled and fell on some one. I got a blow and a curse ; and on top of these a kick or two and a shove. In a second or two it was plain that I was in a nest of prisoners and was being "passed around" — for the instant I was knocked out of the way of one I fell on the head or heels of another and was promptly ejected, only to land on a third prisoner and get a new contri- bution of kicks and curses and a new destina- tion. I brought up at last in an unoccupied corner, very much battered and bruised and sore, but glad enough to be let alone for a little while. I was on the flag-stones, for there was no furniture in the den except a long, broad board, or combination of boards, like a barn door, and this bed was accormnodating five or six persons, and that was its full capacity. They lay stretched side by side, snoring — when GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 89 not fighting. One end of the board was four inches higher than the other, and so the slant answered for a pillow. There were no blank- ets, and the night was a little chilly ; the nights are always a little chilly in San Francisco, though never severely cold. The board was a deal more comfortable than the stones, and oc- casionally some flag-stone plebeian like me would try to creep to a place on it; and then the aristocrats would hammer him good and make him think a flag pavement was a nice enough place after all. I lay quiet in my corner, stroking my bruises and listening to the revelations the prisoners made to each other — and to me — for some that were near me talked to me a good deal. I had long had an idea that Americans, being free, had no need of prisons, which are a contrivance of despots for keeping restless patriots out of mischief. So I was considerably surprised to find out my mistake. Ours was a big general cell, it seemed, for the temporary accommodation of all comers 90 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR whose crimes were trifling. Among us there were two Americans, two "Greasers" (Mex- icans), a Frenchman, a German, four Irish- men, a Chilenean (and, in the next cell, only separated from us by a grating, two women) , all drunk, and all more or less noisy; and as night fell and advanced, they grew more and more discontented and disorderly, occasionally shaking the prison bars and glaring through them at the slowly pacing officer, and cursing him with all their hearts. The two women were nearly middle-aged, and they had only had enough hquor to stimulate instead of stupefy them. Consequently they would fondle and kiss each other for some minutes, and then fall to fighting and keep it up till they were just two grotesque tangles of rags and blood and tumbled hair. Then they would rest awhile, and pant and swear. While they were affec- tionate they always spoke of each other as "ladies," but while they were fighting "strumpet" was the mildest name they could think of — and they could only make that do by GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 91 tacking some sounding profanity to it. In their last fight, which was toward midnight, one of them bit off the other's finger, and then the officer interfered and put the "Greaser" into the "dark cell" to answer for it — because the woman that did it laid it on him, and the other woman did not deny it because, as she said afterward, she "wanted another crack at the huzzy when her finger quit hurting," and so she did not want her removed. By this time those two women had mutilated each other's clothes to that extent that there was not suffi- cient left to cover their nakedness. I found that one of these creatures had spent nine years in the county jail, and that the other one had spent about four or five years in the same place. They had done it from choice. As soon as they were discharged from captivity they would go straight and get drunk, and then steal some trifling thing while an officer was observing them. That would entitle them to another two months in jail, and there they would occupy clean, airy apartments, and have good food in 92 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR plenty, and being at no expense at all, they could make shirts for the clothiers at half a dollar apiece and thus keep themselves in smoking tobacco and such other luxuries as they wanted. When the two months were up, they would go just as straight as they could walk to Mother Leonard's and get drunk ; and from there to Kearney street and steal some- thing; and thence to this city prison, and next day back to the old quarters in the county jail again. One of them had really kept this up for nine years and the other four or five, and both said they meant to end their days in that prison.* Finally, both these creatures fell upon me while I was dozing with my head against their grating, and battered me con- siderably, because they discovered that I was a Chinaman, and they said I was "a bloody inter- lopin' loafer come from the devil's own coun- try to take the bread out of dacent people's mouths and put down the wages for work whin The former of the two did. — [Ed. Mem. GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 93 it was all a Christian could do to kape body and sowl together as it was." "Loafer" means one who will not work. Ah Song Hi. LETTER VI San Francisco, 18 — . Dear Ching-Foo: To continue — the two women became reconciled to each other again through the common bond of interest and sym- pathy created between them by pounding me in partnership, and when they had finished me they fell to embracing each other again and swearing more eternal affection like that which had subsisted between them all the evening, barring occasional interruptions. They agreed to swear the finger-biting on the Greaser in open court, and get him sent to the peniten- tiary for the crime of mayhem. Another of our company was a boy of four- teen who had been watched for some time by ofiicers and teachers, and repeatedly detected in enticing young girls from the public schools 94 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR to the lodgings of gentlemen down town. He had been furnished with lures in the form of pictures and books of a peculiar kind, and these he had distributed among his chents. There were likenesses of fifteen of these young girls on exhibition (only to prominent citizens and persons in authority, it was said, though most people came to get a sight) at the police head- quarters, but no punishment at all was to be inflicted on the poor little misses. The boy was afterward sent into captivity at the House of Correction for some months, and there was a strong disposition to punish the gentlemen who had employed the boy to entice the girls, but as that could not be done without making public the names of those gentlemen and thus injur- ing them socially, the idea was finally given up. There was also in our cell that night a photographer (a kind of artist who makes like- nesses of people with a machine) , who had been for some time patching the pictured heads of well-known and respectable young ladies to the nude, pictured bodies of another class of GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 95 women; then from this patched creation he would make photographs and sell them pri- vately at high prices to rowdies and black- guards, averring that these, the best young ladies of the city, had hired him to take their likenesses in that unclad condition. AVhat a lecture the pohce judge read that photog- rapher when he was convicted! He told him his crime was httle less than an outrage. He abused that photographer till he almost made him sink through the floor, and then he fined him a hundred dollars. And he told him he might consider himself lucky that he didn't fine him a hundred and twenty-five dollars. They are awfully severe on crime here. About two or two and a half hours after midnight, of that first experience of mine in the city prison, such of us as were dozing were awakened by a noise of beating and di'agging and groaning, and in a Httle while a man was pushed into our den with a "There, d — n you, soak there a spell!" — and then the gate was closed and the officers went away again. The 96 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR man who was thrust among us fell limp and helpless by the grating, but as nobody could reach him with a kick without the trouble of hitching along toward him or getting fairly up to deliver it, our people only grumbled at him, and cursed him, and called him insulting names — for misery and hardship do not make their victims gentle or charitable toward each other. But as he neither tried humbly to con- cihate our people nor swore back at them, his unnatiu-al conduct created surprise, and sev- eral of the party crawled to him where he lay in the dim light that came through the grating, and examined into his case. His head was very bloody and his wits were gone. After about an hour, he sat up and stared around ; then his eyes grew more natural and he began to tell how that he was going along with a bag on his shoulder and a brace of policemen ordered him to stop, which he did not do — was chased and caught, beaten ferociously about the head on the way to the prison and after arrival there, and finally thrown into our den hke a dog. GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 97 And in a few seconds he sank down again and grew flighty of speech. One of our people was at last penetrated with something vaguely akin to compassion, may be, for he looked out through the gratings at the guardian officer pacing to and fro, and said : "Say, Mickey, this shrimp's goin' to die." "Stop your noise!" was all the answer he got. But presently our man tried it again. He di'ew himself to the gratings, grasping them with his hands, and looking out through them, ^sat waiting till the officer was passing once more, and then said : "Sweetness, you'd better mind your eye, now, because you beats have killed this cuss. You've busted his head and he'll pass in his checks before sun-up. You better go for a doctor, now, you bet you had." The officer delivered a sudden rap on our man's knuckles with his club, that sent him scampering and howling among the sleeping forms on the flag-stones, and an answering burst of laughter came from the half dozen 98 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR policemen idling about the railed desk in the middle of the dungeon. But there was a putting of heads together out there presently, and a conversing in low voices, which seemed to show that our man's talk had made an impression ; and presently an officer went away in a hurry, and shortly came back with a person who entered our cell and felt the bruised man's pulse and threw the glare pf a lantern on his drawn face, striped with blood, and his glassy eyes, fixed and vacant. ,The doctor examined the man's broken head also, and presently said : "If you'd called me an hour ago I might have saved this man, may be — too late now." Then he walked out into the dungeon and the officers surrounded him, and they kept up a- low and earnest buzzing of conversation for fifteen minutes, I should think, and then the doctor took his departure from the prison. Several of the officers now came in and worked a httle with the wounded man, but toward day- light he died. GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 99 It was the longest, longest night! And when the dayhght came jfiltering reluctantly into the dungeon at last, it was the grayest, dreariest, saddest dayhght ! And yet, when an officer by and by turned off the sickly yellow gas flame, and immediately the gray of dawn became fresh and white, there was a hfting of my spirits that acknowledged and believed that the night was gone, and straightway I fell to ,stretching my sore limbs, and looking about me with a grateful sense of reHef and a return- ing interest in life. About me lay the evi- dences that what seemed now a feverish dream and a nightmare was the memory of a reahty instead. For on the boards lay four frowsy, ragged, bearded vagabonds, snoring — one turned end-for-end and resting an unclean foot, in a ruined stocking, on the hairy breast of a neighbour ; the young boy was uneasy, and lay moaning in his sleep ; other forms lay half revealed and half concealed about the floor ; in ,the furthest corner the gray light fell upon a -sheet, whose elevations and depressions indi- 100 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR cated the places of the dead man's face and feet and folded hands; and through the divid- ing bars one could discern the almost nude ;forms of the two exiles from the county jail twined together in a drunken embrace, and sodden with sleep. By and by all the animals in all the cages awoke, and stretched themselves, and ex- changed a few cuffs and curses, and then began to clamour for breakfast. Breakfast was brought in at last — bread and beefsteak on tin plates, and black coffee in tin cups, and no grabbing allowed. And after several dreary hours of waiting, after this, we were all marched out into the dungeon and joined there by all manner of vagrants and vagabonds, of all shades and colours and nationalities, from the other cells and cages of the place; and pretty soon our whole menagerie was marched up -stairs and locked fast behind a high raihng in a dirty room with a dirty audience in it. And this audience stared at us, and at a man seated on high behind what they call a pulpit in this GOLBSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 101 country, and at some clerks and other officials seated below him — and waited. This was the poUce court. The court opened. Pretty soon I was com- pelled to notice that a culprit's nationality made for or against him in this court. Over- whelming proofs were necessary to convict an Irishman of crime, and even then his punish- ment amounted to Httle; Frenchmen, Span- iards, and Itahans had strict and unprejudiced justed meted out to them, in exact accordance with the evidence ; negroes were promptly pun- ished, when there was the shghtest preponder- ance of testimony against them; but Chinamen were punished always, apparently. Now this gave me some uneasiness, I confess. I knew that this state of things must of necessity be ac- cidental, because in this country all men were free and equal, and one person could not take to himself an advantage not accorded to all other individuals. I knew that, and yet in spite of it I was uneasy. And I grew still more uneasy, when I found 102 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR that any succored and befriended refugee from Ireland or elsewhere could stand up before that judge and swear away the life or hberty or character of a refugee from China ; but that by the law of the land the Chinaman could not testify against the Irishman. I was really and truly uneasy, but still my faith in the universal hberty that America accords and defends, and my deep veneration for the land that offered all distressed outcasts a home and protection, was strong within me, and I said to myself that it would all come out right yet. Ah Song Hi. letter vii San Francisco, 18 — . Dear Ching Foo : I was glad enough when my case came up. An hom''s experience had made me as tired of the pohce court as of the dungeon. I was not uneasy about the result of the trial, but on the contrary felt that as soon as the large auditory of Americans present should hear how that the rowdies had set the GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 103 dogs on me when I was going peacefully along the street, and how, when I was all torn and bleeding, the officers arrested me and put me in jail and let the rowdies go free, the gallant hatred of oppression which is part of the very ^esh and blood of every American would be stii-red to its utmost, and I should be instantly set at hberty. In truth I began to fear for the other side. There in full view stood the ruffians who had misused me, and I began to fear that in the first burst of generous anger occasioned by the reveahnent of what they had done, they might be harshly handled, and pos- sibly even banished the country as having dis- honoured her and being no longer worthy to re- main upon her sacred soil. The official interpreter of the court asked my name, and then spoke it aloud so that all could hear. Supposing that all was now ready, I cleared my throat and began — in Chinese, because of my imperfect English : "Hear, O high and mighty mandarin, and beheve! As I went about my peaceful busi- 104 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR ness in the street, behold certain men set a dog on me, and " "Silence!" It was the judge that spoke. The inter- preter whispered to me that I must keep per- fectly still. He said that no statement would be received from me — I must only talk through my lawyer. I had no lawyer. In the early morning a pohce court lawyer (termed, in the higher circles of society, a "shyster") had come into our den in the prison and offered his services to me, but I had been obliged to go without them because I could not pay in advance or give security. I told the interpreter how the matter stood. He said I must take my chances on the witnesses then. I glanced around, and my fail- ing confidence revived. "Call those four Chinamen yonder," I said. "They saw it all. I remember their faces per- fectly. They will prove that the white men set the dog on me when I was not harming them." "That won't work," said he. "In this coun- GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 105 try white men can testify against Chinamen all they want to, but Chinamen ain't allowed to testify against white men!^ What a chill went through me ! And then I felt the indignant blood rise to my cheek at this libel upon the Home of the Oppressed, where all men are free and equal — perfectly equal — perfectly free and perfectly equal. I despised this Chinese-speaking Spaniard for his mean slander of the land that was sheltering and feeding him. I sorely wanted to sear his eyes with that sentence from the great and good American Declaration of Independence which we have copied in letters of gold in China and keep hung up over our family altars and in our temples — I mean the one about all men being created free and equal. But woe is me, Ching Foo, the man was right. He was right, after all. There were my witnesses, but I could not use them. But now came a new hope. I saw my white friend come in, and I felt that he had come there pur- posely to help me. I may almost say I knew 106 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR it. So I grew easier. He passed near enough to me to say under his breath, "Don't be afraid," and then I had no more fear. But presently the rowdies recognised him and be- gan to scowl at him in no friendly way, and to make threatening signs at him. The two officers that arrested me fixed their eyes stead- ily on his ; he bore it well, but gave in presently, and di'opped his eyes. They still gazed at his eyebrows, and every time he raised his eyes he encountered their winkless stare — until after a minute or two he ceased to lift his head at all. The judge had been giving some instructions privately to some one for a little while, but now he was ready to resume business. Then the trial so unspeakably important to me, and freighted with such prodigious consequence to my wife and children, began, progressed, ended, was recorded in the books, noted down by the newspaper reporters, and forgotten by everybody but me — all in the Httle space of two minutes ! "Ah Song Hi, Chinaman. Officers O'Flan- GOLDSMITH^S FEIEND ABROAD 107 nigan and O' Flaherty, witnesses. Come for- ward, Officer O'Flannigan." Officer — "He was making a distm'bance in Kearny street." Judge — "Any witnesses on the other side?" No response. The white friend raised his eyes — encountered Officer O 'Flaherty's — blushed a little — got up and left the court- room, avoiding all glances and not taking his own from the floor. Judge — "Give him five dollars or ten days." In my desolation there was a glad surprise in the words ; but it passed away when I found that he only meant that I was to be fined five dollars or imprisoned ten days longer in de- fault of it. There were twelve or fifteen Chinamen in our crowd of prisoners, charged with all manner of little thefts and misdemeanors, and their cases were quickly disposed of, as a gen- eral thing. When the charge came from a policeman or other white man, he made his statement and that was the end of it, unless the 108 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR Chinaman's lawj^er could find some white per- son to testify in his client's, behalf, for, neither the accused Chinaman nor his countrymen be- ing allowed to say anything, the statement of the officers or other white person was amply sufficient to convict. So, as I said, the China- men's cases were quickly disposed of, and fines and imprisonment promptly distributed among them. In one or two of the cases the charges against Chinamen were brought by Chinamen themselves, and in those cases Chinamen testi- fied against Chinamen, through the inter- preter; but the fixed rule of the com-t being that the preponderance of testimony in such cases should determine the prisoner's guilt or innocence, and there being nothing very bind- ing about an oath administered to the lower orders of our people without the ancient solemnity of cutting off a chicken's head and burning some yellow paper at the same time, the interested parties naturally drum up a cloud of witnesses who are cheerfully wilhng to give evidence without ever knowing any- GOLDSMITH^S FRIEND ABROAD 109 thing about the matter in hand. The judge has a custom of ratthng through with as much of this testimony as his patience will stand, and then shutting off the rest and striking an aver- age. By noon all the business of the court was fin- ished, and then several of us who had not fared well were remanded to prison; the judge went home ; the lawyers, and officers, and spectators departed their several ways, and left the un- comely court-room to silence, solitude, and Stiggers, the newspaper reporter, which latter would now write up his items ( said an ancient Chinaman to me) , in the which he would praise all the policemen indiscriminately and abuse the Chinamen and dead people. Ah Song Hi. OUR PRECIOUS LUNATIC* New York, May 10. The Richardson-McFarland jury had been out one hour and fifty minutes. A breathless silence brooded over court and auditory — a silence and a stillness so absolute, notwith- standing the vast multitude of human beings packed together there, that when some one far away among the throng under the northeast balcony cleared his throat with a smothered little cough it startled everybody uncomfort- ably, so distinctly did it grate upon the pulse- less air. At that imposing moment the bang of a door was heard, then the shuffle of approach- ing feet, and then a sort of surging and sway- ing disorder among the heads at the entrance from the jury-room told them that the Twelve were coming. Presently all was silent again, and the foreman of the jury rose and said: r * From the Buffalo Express, Saturday, May 14, 1870. 110 OUR PEECIOUS LUNATIC 111 "Your Honor and Gentlemen: We, the jury charged with the duty of determining whether the prisoner at the bar, Daniel Mc- Farland, has been guilty of murder, in taking by surprise an unarmed man and shooting him to death, or whether the prisoner is afflicted with a sad but irresponsible insanity which at times can be cheered only by violent entertain- ment with firearms, do find as follows, namely : That the prisoner, Daniel McFarland, is in- sane as above described. Because: 1. His great grandfather's stepfather was tainted with insanity, and frequently killed people who were distasteful to him. Hence, insanity is hereditary in the family. 2. For nine years the prisoner at the bar did not adequately support his family. Strong :*"'cumstantial evidence of insanity. 3. For nine years he made of his home, as a general thing, a poor-house; sometimes (but very rarely) a cheery, happy habitation; fre- quently the den of a beery, drivelhng, stupe- fied animal; but never, as far as ascertained. 112 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR the abiding place of a gentleman. These be evidences of insanity. 4. He once took his young unmarried sister- in-law to the museum; while there his heredi- tary insanity came upon him to such a degree that he hiccupped and staggered; and after- ward, on the way home, even made love to the young girl he was protecting. These are the acts of a person not in his right mind. 5. For a good while his sufferings were so great that he had to submit to the inconven- ience of having his wife give pubhc readings for the family support; and at times, when he handed these shameful earnings to the bar- keeper, his haughty soul was so torn with an- guish that he could hardly stand without lean- ing against something. At such times he has been known to shed tears into his sustenance till it diluted to utter inefficiency. Inattention of this nature is not the act of a Democrat un- afflicted in mind. 6. He never spared expense in making his wife comfortable during her occasional confine- OUR PRECIOUS LUNATIC 113 ments. Her father is able to testify to this. There was always an element of unsoundness about the prisoner's generosities that is very suggestive at this time and before this court. 7. Two years ago the prisoner came fear- lessly up behind Richardson in the dark, and shot him in the leg. The prisoner's brave and protracted defiance of an adversity that for years had left him little to depend upon for support but a wife who sometimes earned scarcely anything for weeks at a time, is evi- dence that he would have appeared in front of Richardson and shot him in the stomach if he had not been insane at the time of the shooting. 8. Fourteen months ago the prisoner told Archibald Smith that he was going to kill Richardson. This is insanity. 9. Twelve months ago he told Marshall P. Jones that he was going to kill Richardson. Insanity. 10. Nine months ago he was lurking about Richardson's home in New Jersey, and said he was going to kill Richardson. Insanity. 114 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR 11. Seven months ago he showed a pistol to Seth Brown and said that that was for Rich- ardson. He said Brown testified that at that time it seemed plain that something was the matter with McFarland, for he crossed the street diagonally nine times in fifty yards, ap- parently without any settled reason for doing so, and finally fell in the gutter and went to sleep. He remarked at the time that McFar- land acted strange — believed he was insane. Upon hearing Brown's evidence, John W. Galen, M.D., affu-med at once that McFarland was insane. 12. Five months ago, McFarland showed his customary pistol, in his customary way, to his bed-fellow, Charles A. Dana, and told him he was going to kill Richardson the first time an opportunity oJffered. Evidence of insanity. 13. Five months and two weeks ago McFar- land asked John JNIorgan the time of day, and turned and walked rapidly away without wait- ing for an answer. Almost indubitable evi- dence of insanity. And — OUR PRECIOUS LUNATIC 115 14. It is remarkable that exactly one week after this circumstance, the prisoner, Daniel McFarland, confronted Albert D. Richardson suddenly and without warning, and shot him dead. This is manifest insanity. Everything we know of the prisoner goes to show that if he had been sane at the time, he would have shot his victim from behind. 15. There is an absolutely overwhelming mass of testimony to show that an hour before the shooting, McFarland was anxious and UNEASY^ and that five minutes after it he was EXCITED. Thus the accumulating conjectures and evidences of insanity culminate in this sub- lime and unimpeachable proof of it. There- fore — Your Honor and Gentlemen — We the jury pronounce the said Daniel McFarland INNOCENT OF MURDER^ BUT CALAMITOUSLY IN- SANE.^^ The scene that ensued almost defies descrip- tion. Hats, handkerchiefs and bonnets were frantically waved above the massed heads in the 116 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR courtroom, and three tremendous cheers and a tiger told where the sympathies of the court and people were. Then a hundred pursed lips were advanced to kiss the liberated prisoner, and many a hand thrust out to give him a con- gratulatory shake — but presto ! with a maniac's own quickness and a maniac's own fury the lunatic assassin of Richardson fell upon his friends with teeth and nails, boots and office furniture, and the amazing rapidity with which he broke heads and limbs, and rent and sun- dered bodies, till nearly a hundred citizens were reduced to mere quivering heaps of fleshy odds and ends and crimson rags, was hke nothing in this world but the exultant frenzy of a plung- ing, tearing, roaring devil of a steam machine when it snatches a human being and spins him and whirls him till he shreds away to nothing- ness like a "Four o'clock" before the breath of a child. The destruction was awful. It is said that within the space of eight minutes McFarland killed and crippled some six score persons and OUR PRECIOUS LUNATIC 117 tore down a large portion of the City Hall building, carrying away and casting into Broadway six or seven marble columns fifty- four feet long and weighing nearly two tons each. But he was finally captured and sent in chains to the lunatic asylum for fife. (By late telegrams it appears that this is a mistake. — Editor Express.) But the really curious part of this whole matter is yet to be told. And that is, that Mc- Farland's most intimate friends believe that the very next time that it ever occurred to him that the insanity plea was not a mere pohtic pre- tense, was wheil the verdict came in. They think that the starthng thought burst upon him then, that if twelve good and true men, able to comprehend all the baseness of perjury', pro- claimed under oath that he was a lunatic, there was no gainsaying such evidence and that he UNQUESTIONABLY WAS INSANE ! Possibly that was really the way of it. It is dreadful to think that maybe the most awful calamity that can befall a man, namely, loss of 118 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR reason, was precipitated upon this poor pris- oner's head by a jury that could have hanged him instead, and so done him a mercy and his country a service. M. T. Postscript — Later May 11 — I do not expect anybody to beheve so astounding a thing, and yet it is the solemn truth that instead of instantly sending the dangerous lunatic to the insane asylum (which I naturally supposed they would do, and so I prematurely said they had) the court has actu- ally SET him at liberty. Comment is im- necessary. M. T. THE EUROPEAN WAR* First Day THE EUROPEAN WAR! ! I NO BATTLE YEt! ! ! HOSTILITIES imminent! ! ! TREMENDOUS EXCITEMENT. AUSTRIA arming! Berlin^ Tuesday. No battle has been fought yet. But hostil- ities may burst forth any week. There is tremendous excitement here over news from the front that two companies of French soldiers are assembhng there. It is rumoured that Austria is arming — what with, is not known. Second Day THE EUROPEAN WAR NO BATTLE YEt! FIGHTING IMMINENT. * From the Buffalo Express, July 25, 1870. 119 120 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR AWFUL EXCITEMENT. RUSSIA SIDES WITH PRUSSIA I ENGLAND neutral! ! AUSTRIA NOT ARMING. Berlin, Wednesday. "No battle has been fought yet. However, all thoughtful men feel that the land may be drenched with blood before the Summer is over. There is an awful excitement here over the rumour that two companies of Prussian troops have concentrated on the border. German con- fidence remains unshaken ! ! There is news to the effect that Russia espouses the cause of Prussia and will bring 4,000,000 men to the field. England proclaims strict neutrahty. The report that Austria is arming needs con- firmation. Third Day THE EUROPEAN WAR NO BATTLE YEt! BLOODSHED IMMINENT! I THE EUROPEAN WAR 121 ENORMOUS EXCITEMENT ! ! INVASION OF Prussia! ! INVASION or FRANCE ! ! ! RUSSIA SIDES VTITH FRANCE. ENGLAND STILL NEUTRAL ! FIRING heard! THE EMPEROR TO TAKE COMMAND. Paris^ Thursday. No battle has been fought yet. But Field Marshal McMahon telegraphs thus to the Emperor : "If the Frinch airmy survoives until Christ- mas there'll be throuble. Forninst this fact it would be sagacious if the divil wint the rounds of his establishment to prepare for the occa- sion, and tuk the precaution to warrum up the Prussian depairtment a bit agin the day. Mike." There is an enormous state of excitement here over news from the front to the effect that yesterday France and Prussia were simulta- neously invaded by the two bodies of troops 122 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR which lately assembled on the border. Both armies conducted their invasions secretly and are now hunting around for each other on op- posite sides of the border. Russia espouses the cause of France. She will bring 200,000 men to the field. England continues to remain neutral. Firing was heard yesterday in the direction of Blucherberg, and for a while the excitement was intense. However the people reflected that the country in that direction is uninhabit- able, and impassable by anything but birds, they became quiet again. The Emperor sends his troops to the field with immense enthusiasm. He will lead them in person, when they return. Fourth Day THE EUROPEAN WAR! NO BATTLE YET ! ! THE TROOPS GROWING OLD ! BUT BITTER STRIEE IMMINENT ! PRODIGIOUS excitement! THE EUROPEAN WAR 123 THE INVASIONS SUCCESSFULLY ACCOMPLISHED AND THE INVADERS SAFe! RUSSIA SIDES WITH BOTH SIDES ENGLAND WILL FIGHT BOTh! London, Friday. No battle has been fought thus far, but a miUion impetuous soldiers are gritting their teeth at each other across the border, and the most serious fears entertained that if they do not die of old age first, there will be bloodshed in this war yet. The prodigious patriotic excitement goes on. In Prussia, per Prussian telegrams, though contradicted from France. In France, per French telegrams, though contradicted from Prussia. The Prussian invasion of France was a mag- nificent success. The military failed to find the French, but made good their return to Prussia without the loss of a single man. The French invasion of Prussia is also demonstrated to have been a brilliant and successful achieve- 124 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR ment. The army failed to find the Prussians, but made good their return to the Vaterland without bloodshed, after having invaded as much as they wanted to. There is glorious news from Russia to the effect that she will side with both sides. Also from England — she will fight both sides. London^ Thursday evening. I rushed over too soon. I shall return home on Tuesday's steamer and wait until the war begins. M. T. THE AVILD MAN INTERVIEWED* THERE has been so much talk about the mysterious "wild man" out there in the West for some time, that I finally felt it was my duty to go out and interview him. There was something pe- cuharly and touchingly romantic about the creature and his strange actions, according to the newspaper reports. He was represented as being hairy, long-armed, and of great strength and stature; ugly and cimibrous; avoiding men, but appearing suddenly and unexpect- edly to women and children ; going armed with a club, but never molesting any creature, ex- cept sheep, or other prey; fond of eating and di-inking, and not particular about the quality, quantity, or character of the beverages and edibles; living in the woods like a wild beast, but never angry; moaning, and sometimes howling, but never uttering articulate sounds. * From the Buffalo Express, September 18, 1869. 125 126 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR Such was "Old Shep" as the papers painted him. I felt that the story of his life must be a sad one — a story of suffering, disappoint- ment, and exile — a story of man's inhumanity to man in some shape or other — and I longed to persuade the secret from him. • • • • "Since you say you are a member of the press," said the wild man, "I am wilhng to tell you all you wish to know. Bye and bye you will comprehend why it is that I wish to un- bosom myself to a newspaper man when I have so studiously avoided conversation with other people. I will now unfold my strange story. I was born with the world we live upon, almost. I am the son of Cain." "What?" "I was present when the flood was an- nounced." "Which?" "I am the father of the Wandering Jew." "Sir?" I moved out of range of his club, and went THE WILD MAN INTERVIEWED 127 on taking notes, but keeping a wary eye on him all the while. He smiled a melancholy smile and resimaed: "When I glance back over the dreary waste of ages, I see many a glimmering and mark that is familiar to my memory. And oh, the leagues I have travelled! the things I have seen! the events I have helped to emphasise! I was at the assassination of Caesar. I marched upon Mecca with Mahomet. I was in the Cru- sades, and stood with Godfrey when he planted the banner of the cross on the battlements of Jerusalem. I — ." "One moment, please. Have you given these items to any other journal? Can I — " "Silence. I was in the Pinta's shrouds with Columbus when America burst upon his vision. I saw Charles I beheaded. I was in London when the Gunpowder Plot was discovered. I was present at the trial of Warren Hastings. I was on American soil when the battle of Lex- ington was fought — when the declaration was promulgated — when Cornwalhs surrendered — 128 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR when Washington died. I entered Paris with Napoleon after Elba. I was present when you mounted your guns and manned your fleets for the war of 1812 — when the South fired upon Sumter — ^when Richmond fell — when the President's life was taken. In all the ages I have helped to celebrate the trimnphs of gen- ius, the achievements of arms, the havoc of storm, fire, pestilence, famine." "Your career has been a stirring one. Might I ask how you came to locate in these dull Kansas woods, when you have been so accus- tomed to excitement during what I might term so protracted a period, not to put too fine a point on it?" "Listen. Once I was the honoured servitor of the noble and illustrious" (here he heaved a sigh, and passed his hairy hand across his eyes) "but in these degenerate days I am become the slave of quack doctors and newspapers. I am driven from pillar to post and hurried up and down, sometimes with stencil-plate and paste-brush to defile the fences with cabahstic THE WILD MAN INTERVIEWED 129 legends, and sometimes in grotesque and ex- travagant character at the behest of some driv- ing journal. I attended to that Ocean Bank robbery some weeks ago, when I was hardly rested from finishing up the pow-wow about the completion of the Pacific Railroad ; imme- diately I was spirited off to do an atrocious murder for the benefit of the New York papers ; next to attend the wedding of a patri- archal millionaire ; next to raise a hurrah about the great boat race; and then, just when I had begun to hope that my old bones would have a rest, I am bundled off to this howling wilder- ness to strip, and jibber, and be ugly and haiiy, and pull down fences and waylay sheep, and waltz around with a club, and play 'Wild Man' generally — and all to gratify the whim of a bedlam of crazy newspaper scribblers? From one end of the continent to the other, I am de- scribed as a gorilla, with a sort of human seem- ing about me — and all to gratify this quill- driving scum of the earth!" "Poor old carpet bagger!" 130 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR "I have been served infamously, often, in modern and semi-modern times. I have been compelled by base men to create fraudulent history, and to perpetrate all sorts of humbugs. I wrote those crazy Junius letters, I moped in a French dungeon for fifteen years, and wore a ridiculous Iron Mask ; I poked around your Northern forests, among your vagabond In- dians, a solemn French idiot, personating the ghost of a dead Dauphin, that the gaping world might wonder if we had 'a Bourbon among us'; I have played sea-serpent off Na- hant, and Woolly-Horse and What-is-it for the museums; I have interviewed politicians for the Sun, worked up all manner of miracles for the Herald, ciphered up election returns for the World, and thundered Political Econ- omy through the Tribune. I have done all the extravagant things that the wildest invention could contrive, and done them well, and this is my reward — playing Wild Man in Kansas without a shirt !" "Mysterious being, a light dawns vaguely THE WILD MAX INTERVIEWED 131 upon me — it grows apace — what — what is your name?" "Sensation!" "Hence, horrible shape!" It spoke again: "Oh pitiless fate, my destiny hounds me once more. I am called. I go. Alas, is there no rest for me?" In a moment the Wild Man's features seemed to soften and refine, and his form to as- sume a more human grace and symmetry. His club changed to a spade, and he shouldered it and started away sighing profoundly and shedding tears. "Whither, poor shade?" "To DIG UP THE ByEON FAIVIILy!" Such was the response that floated back upon the wind as the sad spirit shook its ring- lets to the breeze, flourished its shovel aloft, and disappeared beyond the brow of the hill. All of which is in strict accordance with the facts. M. T. LAST WORDS OF GREAT MEN* Marshal Neil's last words were: "L'armee fran- caise!" (The French army.) — Exchange. WHAT a sad thing it is to see a man close a grand career with a plagiarism in his mouth. Napoleon's last words were: "Tete d'armee." (Head of the army.) Neither of those remarks amounts to anything as "last words," and reflect little credit upon the ut- ter ers. A distinguished man should be as par- ticular about his last words as he is about his last breath. He should write them out on a shp of paper and take the judgment of his friends on them. He should never leave such a thing to the last hour of his life, and trust to an intellectual spirit at the last moment to en- able him to say something smart with his latest gasp and launch into eternity with grandeur. No — a man is apt to be too much fagged and *From the Buffalo Express, September 11, 1869. 132 LAST WORDS OF GREAT MEN 133 exhausted, both in body and mind, at such a time, to be rehable ; and maybe the very thing he wants to say, he cannot think of to save him ; and besides there are his weeping friends both- ering around; and worse than all as hkely as not he may have to deliver his last gasp before he is expecting to. A man cannot always ex- pect to think of a natty thing to say under such circumstances, and so it is pure egotistic osten- tation to put it off. There is hardly a case on record where a man came to his last moment unprepared and said a good thing — hardly a case where a man trusted to that last moment and did not make a solemn botch of it and go out of the world feeling absurd. Now there was Daniel Webster. IN'obody could tell him anything. He was not afraid. He could do something neat when the time came. And how did it turn out? Why, his will had to be fixed over ; and then all the re- lations came ; and first one thing and then an- other interfered, till at last he only had a chance to say, "I still live," and up he went. 134 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR Of course he didn't still live, because he died — and SO he might as well have kept his last words to himself as to have gone and made such a failure of it as that. A week before that fif- teen minutes of calm reflection would have en- abled that man to contrive some last words that would have been a credit to himself and a com- fort to his family for generations to come. And there was John Quincy Adams. Rely- ing on his splendid abilities and his coolness in emergencies, he trusted to a happy hit at the last moment to carry him through, and what was the result ? Death smote him in the House of Representatives, and he observed, casually, "This is the last of earth." The last of earth! Why "the last of earth" when there was so much more left? If he had said it was the last rose of summer or the last run of shad, it would have had as much point in it. What he meant to say was, "Adam was the first and Adams is the last of earth," but he put it off a trifle too long, and so he had to go with that unmeaning observation on his lips. LAST WORDS OF GEEAT MEN 135 And there we have Napoleon's *'Tete d'armee." That don't mean anything. Taken by itself, "Head of the army," is no more im- portant than "Head of the poUce." And yet that was a man who could have said a good thing if he had barred out the doctor and studied over it a while. Marshal Neil, with half a century at his disposal, could not dash off anything better in his last moments than a poor plagiarism of another man's words, which were not worth plagiarizing in the first place. "The French army." Perfectly irrelevant — per- fectly flat — ^utterly pointless. But if he had closed one eye significantly, and said, "The subscriber has made it lively for the French army," and then thrown a httle of the comic into his last gasp, it would have been a thing to remember with satisfaction all the rest of his life. I do wish our great men would quit say- ing these flat things just at the moment they die. Let us have their next-to-the-last words for a while, and see if we cannot patch up from them something that will be more satisfactory. 136 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR The public does not wish to be outraged in this way all the time. But when we come to call to mind the last words of parties who took the trouble to make the proper preparation for the occasion, we im- mediately notice a happy difference in the re- sult. There was Chesterfield. Lord Chesterfield had laboured all his life to build up the most shining reputation for affabihty and elegance of speech and manners the world has ever seen. And could you suppose he failed to appreciate the efficiency of characteristic "last words," in ;the matter of seizing the successfully driven nail of such a reputation and clinching on the other side for ever? Not he. He prepared himself. He kept his eye on the clock and his finger on his pulse. He awaited his chance. And at last, when he knew his time was come, he pretended to think a new visitor had en- tered, and so, with the rattle in his throat em- phasised for dramatic effect, he said to the servant, "Shin around, John, and get the LAST WORDS OF GREAT MEN 137 gentleman a chair." And so he died, amid thmiders of applause. Next we have Benjamin Franklin. Frank- lin, the author of Poor Richard's quaint say- ings; Franklin the immortal axiom-builder, who used to sit up at nights reducing the rank- est old threadbare platitudes to crisp and snappy maxims that had a nice, varnished, original look in their regimentals; who said, "Virtue is its own reward ;" who said, "Procras- tination is the thief of time;" who said, "Time and tide wait for no man" and "Necessity is the mother of invention;" good old Franklin, the Josh Billings of the eighteenth century — though, sooth to say, the latter transcends him in proverbial originahty as much as he falls short of him in correctness of orthography. What sort of tactics did Franklin pursue ? He pondered over his last words for as much as two weeks, and then when the time came, he said, "None but the brave deserve the fair," and died happy. He could not have said a sweeter thing if he had lived till he was an idiot. 138 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR Byron made a poor business of it, and could not think of anything to say, at the last mo- ment but, "Augusta-sister-Lady Byron — tell Harriet Beecher Stowe" — etc., etc., — but Shakespeare was ready and said, "England ex- pects every man to do his duty !" and went off with splendid eclat. And there are other instances of sagacious preparation for a felicitous closing remark. For instance: Joan of Arc said, "Tramp, tramp, tramp the boys are marching." Alexander the Great said, "Another of those Santa Cruz punches, if you please." The Empress Josephine said, "Not for Jo — " and could get no further. Cleopatra said, "The Old Guard dies, but never surrenders." Sir Walter Raleigh said, "Executioner, can I take your whetstone a moment, please?" though what for is not clear. John Smith said, "Alas, I am the last of my race." LAST WORDS OF GREAT MEN 139 Queen Elizabeth said, "Oh, I would give my kingdom for one moment more — I have for- gotten my last words." And Red Jacket, the noblest Indian brave that ever wielded a tomahawk in defence of a friendless and persecuted race, expired with these touching words upon his hps, ''Wawkaw- ampanoosuc, win7iebagowallawsagamoresas- hatchewanf' There was not a dry eye in the wigwam. Let not this lesson be lost upon our pubHc men. Let them take a healthy moment for preparation, and contrive some last words that shall be neat and to the point. Let Louis Na- poleon say, "I am content to follow my uncle — still, I do not wish to improve upon his last word. Put me down for 'Tete d'armee.' " And Garret Davis, "Let me recite the un- abridged dictionary." And H. G., "I desire, now, to say a few words on poHtical economy." And Mr. Bergh, "Only take part of me at 140 CURIOUS REPUBLIC OF GONDOUR a time, if the load will be fatiguing to the hearse horses." And Andrew Johnson, "I have been an Alderman, Member of Congress, Governor, Senator, Pres — adieu, you know the rest." And Seward, "Alas !-ka." And Grant, "O." All of which is respectfully submitted, with the most honorable intentions. M. T. P. S. — I am obliged to leave out the illustra- tions. The artist finds it impossible to make a picture of people's last words. ^T ^ 317.44 1625GU 585581