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  TheymustnotclaimcreditinAmericaforwhatwasreallywritteninanotherformsolongago。TheymustonlyclaimthatItrimmedthis,that,andtheother,andsochangedtheirappearanceastomakethemseemtobeoriginal。YounowseewhatmodestyIhaveinstock。Butithastakenlongpracticetogetitthere。

  ButImustnotstandheretalking。Imerelymeanttogetupandgivemythanksforthepleasantthingsthatprecedingspeakershavesaidofme。IwishalsotoextendmythankstotheAuthors\'Clubforconstitutingmeamember,atareasonablepriceperyear,andforgivingmethebenefitofyourlegaladviser。

  Ibelieveyoukeepalawyer。Ihavealwayskeptalawyer,too,thoughIhavenevermadeanythingoutofhim。Itisservicetoanauthortohavealawyer。Thereissomethingsodisagreeableinhavingapersonalcontactwithapublisher。Soitisbettertoworkthroughalawyer—andloseyourcase。Iunderstandthatthepublishershavebeenmeetingtogetheralsolikeus。Idon\'tknowwhatfor,butpossiblytheyaredevisingnewandmysteriouswaysforremuneratingauthors。Ionlywishnowtothankyouforelectingmeamemberofthisclub—IbelieveIhavepaidmydues—andtothankyouagainforthepleasantthingsyouhavesaidofme。

  LastFebruary,whenRudyardKiplingwasillinAmerica,thesympathywhichwaspouredouttohimwasgenuineandsincere,andIbelievethatwhichcostKiplingsomuchwillbringEnglandandAmericaclosertogether。Ihavebeenproudandpleasedtoseethisgrowingaffectionandrespectbetweenthetwocountries。Ihopeitwillcontinuetogrow,and,pleaseGod,itwillcontinuetogrow。Itrustweauthorswillleavetoposterity,ifwehavenothingelsetoleave,afriendshipbetweenEnglandandAmericathatwillcountformuch。IwillnowconfessthatIhavebeenengagedforthepasteightdaysincompilingapublication。Ihavebroughtitheretolayatyourfeet。Idonotaskyourindulgenceinpresentingit,butforyourapplause。

  Hereitis:\"SinceEnglandandAmericamaybejoinedtogetherinKipling,maytheynotbeseveredin\'Twain。\'\"

  BOOKSELLERS

  BOOKSELLERS。

  AddressatbanquetonWednesdayevening,May20,1908,oftheAmericanBooksellers\'Association,whichincludedmostoftheleadingbooksellersofAmerica,heldattheroomsoftheAldineAssociation,NewYork。

  THISannualgatheringofbooksellersfromalloverAmericacomestogetherostensiblytoeatanddrink,butreallytodiscussbusiness;thereforeIamrequiredtotalkshop。IamrequiredtofurnishastatementoftheindebtednessunderwhichIlietoyougentlemenforyourhelpinenablingwetoearnmyliving。ForsomethingoverfortyyearsIhaveacquiredmybreadbyprint,beginningwithTheInnocentsAbroad,followedatintervalsofayearorsobyRoughingIt,TomSawyer,GildedAge,andsoon。Forthirty—sixyearsmybooksweresoldbysubscription。Youarenotinterestedinthoseyears,butonlyinthefourwhichhavesincefollowed。Thebookspassedintothehandsofmypresentpublishersatthebeginningof1904,andyouthenbecametheprovidersofmydiet。IthinkImaysay,withoutflatteringyou,thatyouhavedoneexceedinglywellbyme。Exceedinglywellisnottoostrongaphrase,sincetheofficialstatisticsshowthatinfouryearsyouhavesoldtwiceasmanyvolumesofmyvenerablebooksasmycontractwithmypublishersboundyouandthemtosellinfiveyears。Toyoursorrowyouareawarethatfrequently,muchtoofrequently,whenabookgetstobefiveortenyearsolditsannualsaleshrinkstotwoorthreehundredcopies,andafteranaddedtenortwentyyearsceasestosell。

  Butyousellthousandsofmymoss—backedoldbookseveryyear—theyoungestofthembeingbooksthatrangefromfifteentotwenty—sevenyearsold,andtheoldestreachingbacktothirty—fiveandforty。

  Bythetermsofmycontractmypublishershadtoaccounttomefor50,000volumesperyearforfiveyears,andpaymeforthemwhethertheysoldthemornot。Itisatthispointthatyougentlemencomein,foritwasyourbusinesstounload250,000volumesuponthepublicinfiveyearsifyoupossiblycould。Haveyousucceeded?Yes,youhave—andmore。Forinfouryears,withayearstilltospare,youhavesoldthe250,000volumes,and240,000besides。

  Yoursaleshaveincreasedeachyear。Inthefirstyearyousold90,328,inthesecondyear,104,851;inthethird,133,975;inthefourthyear—whichwaslastyear—yousold160,000。Theaggregateforthefouryearsis500,000volumeslacking11,000。

  Oftheoldestbook,TheInnocentsAbroad,—nowfortyyearsold—

  yousoldupwardof46,000copiesinthefouryears;ofRoughingIt—

  nowthirty—eightyearsold,Ithink—yousold40,334;ofTomSawyer,41,000。Andsoon。

  Andthereisonethingthatispeculiarlygratifyingtome:thePersonalRecollectionsofJoanofArcisaseriousbook;Iwroteitforlove,andneverexpectedittosell,butyouhavepleasantlydisappointedmeinthatmatter。Inyouthhandsitssalehasincreasedeachyear。In1904yousold1726copies;in1905,2445;in1906,5381;andlastyear,6574。

  \"MARKTWAIN\'SFIRSTAPPEARANCE。\"

  OnOctober5,1906,Mr。Clemens,followingamusicalrecitalbyhisdaughterinNorfolk,Conn。,addressedheraudienceonthesubjectofstage—fright。Hethankedthepeopleformakingthingsaseasyaspossibleforhisdaughter\'sAmericandebutasacontralto,andthentoldofhisfirstexperiencebeforethepublic。

  MYheartgoesoutinsympathytoanyonewhoismakinghisfirstappearancebeforeanaudienceofhumanbeings。ByadirectprocessofmemoryIgobackfortyyears,lessonemonth—forI\'molderthanIlook。

  Irecalltheoccasionofmyfirstappearance。SanFranciscoknewmethenonlyasareporter,andIwastomakemybowtoSanFranciscoasalecturer。Iknewthatnothingshortofcompulsionwouldgetmetothetheatre。SoIboundmyselfbyahard—and—fastcontractsothatIcouldnotescape。Igottothetheatreforty—fiveminutesbeforethehoursetforthelecture。MykneeswereshakingsothatI

  didn\'tknowwhetherIcouldstandup。Ifthereisanawful,horriblemaladyintheworld,itisstage—fright—andsea—sickness。Theyareapair。Ihadstage—frightthenforthefirstandlasttime。Iwasonlyseasickonce,too。Itwasonalittleshiponwhichthereweretwohundredotherpassengers。I—was—sick。Iwassosickthattherewasn\'tanyleftforthoseothertwohundredpassengers。

  Itwasdarkandlonelybehindthescenesinthattheatre,andI

  peekedthroughthelittlepeek—holestheyhaveintheatrecurtainsandlookedintothebigauditorium。Thatwasdarkandempty,too。

  By—and—byitlightedup,andtheaudiencebegantoarrive。

  Ihadgotanumberoffriendsofmine,stalwartmen,tosprinklethemselvesthroughtheaudiencearmedwithbigclubs。EverytimeI

  saidanythingtheycouldpossiblyguessIintendedtobefunnytheyweretopoundthoseclubsonthefloor。Thentherewasakindladyinaboxupthere,alsoagoodfriendofmine,thewifeoftheGovernor。Shewastowatchmeintently,andwheneverIglancedtowardhershewasgoingtodeliveragubernatoriallaughthatwouldleadthewholeaudienceintoapplause。

  AtlastIbegan。IhadthemanuscripttuckedunderaUnitedStatesflaginfrontofmewhereIcouldgetatitincaseofneed。ButI

  managedtogetstartedwithoutit。Iwalkedupanddown—Iwasyounginthosedaysandneededtheexercise—andtalkedandtalked。

  RightinthemiddleofthespeechIhadplacedagem。Ihadputinamoving,patheticpartwhichwastogetattheheartsandsoulsofmyhearers。WhenIdeliveredittheydidjustwhatIhopedandexpected。Theysatsilentandawed。Ihadtouchedthem。ThenI

  happenedtoglanceupattheboxwheretheGovernor\'swifewas—youknowwhathappened。

  Well,afterthefirstagonizingfiveminutes,mystage—frightleftme,nevertoreturn。IknowifIwasgoingtobehangedIcouldgetupandmakeagoodshowing,andIintendto。ButIshallneverforgetmyfeelingsbeforetheagonyleftme,andIgotupheretothankyouforherforhelpingmydaughter,byyourkindness,tolivethroughherfirstappearance。AndIwanttothankyouforyourappreciationofhersinging,whichis,by—the—way,hereditary。

  MORALSANDMEMORY。

  Mr。ClemenswastheguestofhonoratareceptionheldatBarnardCollege(ColumbiaUniversity),March7,1906,bytheBarnardUnion。

  OneoftheyoungladiespresentedMr。Clemens,andthankedhimforhisamiabilityincomingtomakethemanaddress。Sheclosedwiththeexpressionofthegreatjoyitgaveherfellow—collegians,\"becauseweallloveyou。\"

  IFanyoneherelovesme,shehasmysincerethanks。Nay,ifanyonehereissogoodastoloveme—why,I\'llbeabrothertoher。Sheshallhavemysincere,warm,unsulliedaffection。WhenIwascomingupinthecarwiththeverykindyoungladywhowasdelegatedtoshowmetheway,sheaskedmewhatIwasgoingtotalkabout。AndIsaidIwasn\'tsure。IsaidIhadsomeillustrations,andIwasgoingtobringthemin。IsaidIwascertaintogivethoseillustrations,butthatIhadn\'tthefaintestnotionwhattheyweregoingtoillustrate。

  Now,I\'vebeenthinkingitoverinthisforestglade[indicatingthewoodsofArcadyonthescenesetting],andI\'vedecidedtoworktheminwithsomethingaboutmoralsandthecapricesofmemory。Thatseemstometobeaprettygoodsubject。Yousee,everybodyhasamemoryandit\'sprettysuretohavecaprices。And,ofcourse,everybodyhasmorals。

  It\'smyopinionthateveryoneIknowhasmorals,thoughI

  wouldn\'tliketoask。IknowIhave。ButI\'dratherteachthemthanpracticethemanyday。\"Givethemtoothers\"—that\'smymotto。Thenyouneverhaveanyuseforthemwhenyou\'releftwithout。Now,speakingofthecapricesofmemoryingeneral,andofmineinparticular,it\'sstrangetothinkofallthetricksthislittlementalprocessplaysonus。Herewe\'reendowedwithafacultyofmindthatoughttobemoresupremelyserviceabletousthanthemall。Andwhathappens?Thismemoryofoursstoresupaperfectrecordofthemostuselessfactsandanecdotesandexperiences。Andallthethingsthatweoughttoknow—thatweneedtoknow—thatwe\'dprofitbyknowing—

  itcastsasidewiththecarelessindifferenceofagirlrefusinghertruelover。It\'sterribletothinkofthisphenomenon。ItrembleinallmymemberswhenIconsiderallthereallyvaluablethingsthatI\'veforgotteninseventyyears—whenImeditateuponthecapricesofmymemory。

  There\'sabirdoutinCaliforniathatisoneperfectsymbolofthehumanmemory。I\'veforgottenthebird\'sname(justbecauseitwouldbevaluableformetoknowit—torecallittoyourownminds,perhaps)。

  Butthisfoolofacreaturegoesaroundcollectingthemostridiculousthingsyoucanimagineandstoringthemup。Heneverselectsathingthatcouldeverproveoftheslightesthelptohim;

  buthegoesaboutgatheringironforks,andspoons,andtincans,andbrokenmouse—traps—allsortsofrubbishthatisdifficultforhimtocarryandyetbeanyusewhenhegetsit。Why,thatbirdwillgobyagoldwatchtobringbackoneofthosepatentcake—pans。

  Now,mymindisjustlikethat,andmymindisn\'tverydifferentfromyours—andsoourmindsarejustlikethatbird。Wepassbywhatwouldbeofinestimablevaluetous,andpackourmemorieswiththemosttrivialoddsandendsthatneverbyanychance,underanycircumstanceswhatsoever,couldbeoftheslightestusetoanyone。

  Now,thingsthatIhaverememberedareconstantlypoppingintomyhead。AndIamrepeatedlystartledbythevividnesswithwhichtheyrecurtomeafterthelapseofyearsandtheirutteruselessnessinbeingrememberedatall。

  Iwasthinkingoversomeonmywayuphere。TheyweretheillustrationsIspokeabouttotheyoungladyonthewayup。AndI\'vecometotheconclusion,curiousthoughitis,thatIcanuseeveryoneofthesefreaksofmemorytoteachyouallalesson。I\'mconvincedthateachonehasitsmoral。AndIthinkit\'smydutytohandthemoralontoyou。

  Now,IrecallthatwhenIwasaboyIwasagoodboy—Iwasaverygoodboy。Why,Iwasthebestboyinmyschool。IwasthebestboyinthatlittleMississippitownwhereIlived。Thepopulationwasonlyabouttwentymillion。Youmaynotbelieveit,butIwasthebestboyinthatState—andintheUnitedStates,forthatmatter。

  ButIdon\'tknowwhyIneverheardanyonesaythatbutmyself。I

  alwaysrecognizedit。Buteventhosenearestanddearesttomecouldn\'tseemtoseeit。Mymother,especially,seemedtothinktherewassomethingwrongwiththatestimate。Andshenevergotoverthatprejudice。

  Now,whenmymothergottobeeighty—fiveyearsoldhermemoryfailedher。Sheforgotlittlethreadsthatholdlife\'spatchesofmeaningtogether。ShewaslivingoutWestthen,andIwentontovisither。

  Ihadn\'tseenmymotherinayearorso。AndwhenIgottheresheknewmyface;knewIwasmarried;knewIhadafamily,andthatI

  wasliving,withthem。Butshecouldn\'t,forthelifeofher,tellmynameorwhoIwas。SoItoldherIwasherboy。

  \"Butyoudon\'tlivewithme,\"shesaid。

  \"No,\"saidI,\"I\'mlivinginRochester。\"

  \"Whatareyoudoingthere?\"

  \"Goingtoschool。\"

  \"Largeschool?\"

  \"Verylarge。\"

  \"Allboys?\"

  \"Allboys。\"

  \"Andhowdoyoustand?\"saidmymother。

  \"I\'mthebestboyinthatschool,\"Ianswered。

  \"Well,\"saidmymother,withareturnofheroldfire,\"I\'dliketoknowwhattheotherboysarelike。\"

  Now,onepointinthisstoryisthefactthatmymother\'smindwentbacktomyschooldays,andrememberedmylittleyouthfulself—prejudicewhenshe\'dforgotteneverythingelseaboutme。

  Theotherpointisthemoral。There\'sonetherethatyouwillfindifyousearchforit。

  Now,here\'ssomethingelseIremember。It\'saboutthefirsttimeI

  everstoleawatermelon。\"Stole\"isastrongword。Stole?Stole?No,I

  don\'tmeanthat。ItwasthefirsttimeIeverwithdrewawatermelon。

  ItwasthefirsttimeIeverextractedawatermelon。ThatisexactlythewordIwant—\"extracted。\"Itisdefinite。Itisprecise。Itperfectlyconveysmyidea。ItsuseindentistryconnotesthedelicateshadeofmeaningIamlookingfor。Youknowweneverextractourownteeth。

  AnditwasnotmywatermelonthatIextracted。Iextractedthatwatermelonfromafarmer\'swagonwhilehewasinsidenegotiatingwithanothercustomer。Icarriedthatwatermelontooneofthesecludedrecessesofthelumber—yard,andthereIbrokeitopen。

  Itwasagreenwatermelon。

  Well,doyouknowwhenIsawthatIbegantofeelsorry—sorry—

  sorry。ItseemedtomethatIhaddonewrong。Ireflecteddeeply。I

  reflectedthatIwasyoung—IthinkIwasjusteleven。ButIknewthatthoughimmatureIdidnotlackmoraladvancement。Iknewwhataboyoughttodowhohadextractedawatermelonlikethat。

  IconsideredGeorgeWashington,andwhatactionhewouldhavetakenundersimilarcircumstances。ThenIknewtherewasjustonethingtomakemefeelrightinside,andthatwas—Restitution。

  SoIsaidtomyself:\"Iwilldothat。IwilltakethatgreenwatermelonbackwhereIgotitfrom。\"AndtheminuteIhadsaiditI

  feltthatgreatmoralupliftthatcomestoyouwhenyou\'vemadeanobleresolution。

  SoIgatheredupthebiggestfragments,andIcarriedthembacktothefarmer\'swagon,andIrestoredthewatermelon—whatwasleftofit。AndImadehimgivemeagoodoneinplaceofit,too。

  AndItoldhimheoughttobeashamedofhimselfgoingaroundworkingoffhisworthless,old,greenwatermelonsontrustingpurchaserswhohadtorelyonhim。Howcouldtheytellfromtheoutsidewhetherthemelonsweregoodornot?Thatwashisbusiness。

  Andifhedidn\'treform,ItoldhimI\'dseethathedidn\'tgetmymoreofmytrade—noranybodyelse\'sIknew,ifIcouldhelpit。

  Youknowthatmanwasascontriteasarevivalist\'slastconvert。HesaidbewasallbrokenuptothinkI\'dgottenagreenwatermelon。Hepromisedmehewouldnevercarryanothergreenwatermelonifhestarvedforit。Andhedroveoff—abetterman。

  Now,doyouseewhatIdidforthatman?Hewasonadownwardpath,andIrescuedhim。ButallIgotoutofitwasawatermelon。

  YetI\'dratherhavethatmemory—justthatmemoryofthegoodI

  didforthatdepravedfarmer—thanallthematerialgainyoucanthinkof。Lookatthelessonhegot!Inevergotanythinglikethatfromit。

  ButIoughttobesatisfied。Iwasonlyelevenyearsold,butI

  securedeverlastingbenefittootherpeople。

  Themoralinthisisperfectlyclear,andIthinkthere\'soneinthenextmemoryI\'mgoingtotellyouabout。

  Togobacktomychildhood,there\'sanotherlittleincidentthatcomestomefromwhichyoucandrawevenanothermoral。It\'saboutoneofthetimesIwentfishing。Yousee,inourhousetherewasasortoffamilyprejudiceagainstgoingfishingifyouhadn\'tpermission。Butitwouldfrequentlybebadjudgmenttoask。SoIwentfishingsecretly,asitwere—wayuptheMississippi。Itwasanexquisitelyhappytrip,Irecall,withaverypleasantsensation。

  Well,whileIwasawaytherewasatragedyinourtown。A

  stranger,stoppingoveronhiswayEastfromCalifornia,wasstabbedtodeathinanunseemlybrawl。

  Now,myfatherwasjusticeofthepeace,andbecausehewasjusticeofthepeacehewascoroner;andsincehewascoronerhewasalsoconstable;andbeingconstablehewassheriff;andoutofconsiderationforhisholdingtheofficeofsheriffhewaslikewisecountyclerkandadozenotherofficialsIdon\'tthinkofjustthisminute。

  Ithoughthehadpoweroflifeordeath;onlyhedidn\'tuseitoverotherboys。Hewassortofanaustereman。SomehowIdidn\'tlikebeingroundhimwhenI\'ddoneanythinghedisapprovedof。Sothat\'sthereasonIwasn\'toftenaround。

  Well,whenthisgentlemangotknifedtheycommunicatedwiththeproperauthority,thecoroner,andtheylaidthecorpseoutinthecoroner\'soffice—ourfrontsitting—room—inpreparationfortheinquestthenextmorning。

  About9or10o\'clockIgotbackfromfishing。Itwasalittletoolateformetobereceivedbymyfolks,soItookmyshoesoffandslippednoiselesslyupthebackwaytothesitting—room。Iwasverytired,andIdidn\'twishtodisturbmypeople。SoIgropedmywaytothesofaandlaydown。

  Now,Ididn\'tknowanythingofwhathadhappenedduringmyabsence。ButIwassortofnervousonmyownaccount—afraidofbeingcaught,andratherdubiousaboutthemorningaffair。AndIhadbeenlyingthereafewmomentswhenmyeyesgraduallygotusedtothedarkness,andIbecameawareofsomethingontheothersideoftheroom。

  Itwassomethingforeigntotheapartment。Ithadanuncannyappearance。AndIsatuplookingveryhard,andwonderingwhatinheaventhislong,formless,vicious—lookingthingmightbe。

  FirstIthoughtI\'dgoandsee。ThenIthought,\"Nevermindthat。\"

  Mindyou,Ihadnocowardlysensationswhatever,butitdidn\'tseemexactlyprudenttoinvestigate。ButIsomehowcouldn\'tkeepmyeyesoffthething。AndthemoreIlookedatitthemoredisagreeablyitgrewonme。ButIwasresolvedtoplaytheman。SoI

  decidedtoturnoverandcountahundred,andletthepatchofmoonlightcreepupandshowmewhatthedickensitwas。

  Well,Iturnedoverandtriedtocount,butIcouldn\'tkeepmymindonit。Ikeptthinkingofthatgrewsomemass。Iwaslosingcountallthetime,andgoingbackandbeginningoveragain。Ohno;

  Iwasn\'tfrightened—justannoyed。ButbythetimeI\'dgottentothecenturymarkIturnedcautiouslyoverandopenedmyeyeswithgreatfortitude。

  Themoonlightrevealedtomeamarble—whitehumanhand。Well,maybeIwasn\'tembarrassed!Butthenthatchangedtoacreepyfeelingagain,andIthoughtI\'dtrythecountingagain。Idon\'tknowhowmanyhoursorweeksitwasthatIlaytherecountinghard。

  Butthemoonlightcreptupthatwhitearm,anditshowedmealeadfaceandaterriblewoundovertheheart。

  IcouldscarcelysaythatIwasterror—strickenoranythinglikethat。ButsomehowhiseyesinterestedmesothatIwentrightoutofthewindow。Ididn\'tneedthesash。Butitseemedeasiertotakeitthanleaveitbehind。

  Now,letthatteachyoualesson—Idon\'tknowjustwhatitis。

  ButatseventyyearsoldIfindthatmemoryofpeculiarvaluetome。I

  havebeenunconsciouslyguidedbyitalltheseyears。Thingsthatseemedpigeon—holedandremoteareaperpetualinfluence。Yes,you\'retaughtinsomanyways。Andyou\'resofelicitouslytaughtwhenyoudon\'tknowit。

  Here\'ssomethingelsethattaughtmeagooddeal。

  WhenIwasseventeenIwasverybashful,andasixteen—year—oldgirlcametostayaweekwithus。Shewasapeach,andIwasseizedwithahappinessnotofthisworld。

  Oneeveningmymothersuggestedthat,toentertainher,ItakeI

  takehertothetheatre。Ididn\'treallyliketo,becauseIwasseventeenandsensitiveaboutappearinginthestreetsWithagirl。

  Icouldn\'tseemywaytoenjoyingmydelightinpublic。Butwewent。

  Ididn\'tfeelveryhappy。Icouldn\'tseemtokeepmymindontheplay。Ibecameunconsciousafterawhile,thatthatwasduelesstomylovelycompanythanmyboots。Theyweresweettolookupon,assmoothasskin,butfittedtentimesasclose。IgotoblivioustotheplayandthegirlandtheotherpeopleandeverythingbutmybootsuntilIhitchedonepartlyoff。Thesensationwassensuouslyperfect。Icouldn\'thelpit。Ihadtogettheotheroff,partly。

  ThenIwasobligedtogetthemoffaltogether,exceptthatIkeptmyfeetinthelegssotheycouldn\'tgetaway。

  FromthattimeIenjoyedtheplay。ButthefirstthingIknewthecurtaincamedown,likethat,withoutmynotice,andIhadn\'tanybootson。Ituggedstrenuously。AndthepeopleinourrowgotupandfussedandsaidthingsuntilthepeachandIsimplyhadtomoveon。

  Wemoved—thegirlononearmandthebootsundertheother。

  Wewalkedhomethatway,sixteenblocks,witharetinueamilelong。

  Everytimewepassedalamp—postdeathgrippedmeatthethroat。Butwegothome—andIhadonwhitesocks。

  IfIlivetobeninehundredandninety—nineyearsoldIdon\'tsupposeIcouldeverforgetthatwalk。IrememberitaboutaskeenlyasthechagrinIsufferedonanotheroccasion。

  Atonetimeinourdomestichistorywehadacoloredbutlerwhohadafailing。Hecouldneverremembertoaskpeoplewhocametothedoortostatetheirbusiness。SoIusedtobufferagoodmanycallsunnecessarily。

  OnemorningwhenIwasespeciallybusyhebroughtmeacardengravedWithanameIdidnotknow。SoIsaid,\"Whatdoeshewishtoseemefor?\"andSylvestersaid,\"Ahcouldn\'taskhim,sah;hewuzagenlmun。\"\"Returninstantly,\"Ithundered,\"andinquirehismission。

  Askhimwhat\'shisgame。\"Well,Sylvesterreturnedwiththeannouncementthathehadlightning—rodstosell。\"Indeed,\"saidI,\"thingsarecomingtoafinepasswhenlightning—rodagentssendupengravedcards。\"\"Hehaspictures,\"addedSylvester。\"Pictures,indeed!Hemaybepeddlingetchings。HasheaRussialeathercase?\"

  ButSylvesterwastoofrightenedtoremember。Isaid,\"Iamgoingdowntomakeithotforthatupstart!\"

  Iwentdownthestairs,workingupmytemperalltheway。WhenIgottotheparlorIwasinafinefrenzyconcealedbeneathaveneeroffrigidcourtesy。AndwhenIlookedinthedoor,sureenoughhehadaRussialeathercaseinhishand。ButIdidn\'thappentonoticethatitwasourRussialeathercase。

  Andifyou\'dbelieveme,thatmanwassittingwithawholegalleryofetchingsspreadoutbeforehim。ButIdidn\'thappentonoticethattheywereouretchings,spreadoutbysomememberofmyfamilyforsomeunguessedpurpose。

  VerycurtlyIaskedthegentlemanhisbusiness。Withasurprised,timidmannerhefalteredthathehadmetmywifeanddaughteratOnteora,andtheyhadaskedhimtocall。Finelie,Ithought,andI

  frozehim。

  Heseemedtobekindofnonplussed,andsattherefingeringtheetchingsinthecaseuntilItoldhimheneedn\'tbother,becausewehadthose。Thatpleasedhimsomuchthatheleanedover,inanembarrassedway,topickupanotherfromthefloor。ButIstoppedhim。

  Isaid,\"We\'vegotthat,too。\"Heseemedpitifullyamazed,butIwascongratulatingmyselfonmygreatsuccess。

  FinallythegentlemanaskedwhereMr。Wintonlived;he\'dmethiminthemountains,too。SoIsaidI\'dshowhimgladly。AndIdidonthespot。AndwhenhewasgoneIfeltqueer,becausetherewereallhisetchingsspreadoutonthefloor。

  Well,mywifecameinandaskedmewhohadbeenin。Ishowedherthecard,andtoldherallexultantly。Tomydismayshenearlyfainted。

  Shetoldmehehadbeenamostkindfriendtotheminthecountry,andhadforgottentotellmethathewasexpectedourway。Andshepushedmeoutofthedoor,andcommandedmetogetovertotheWintonsinahurryandgethimback。

  Icameintothedrawing—room,whereMrs。Wintonwassittingupverystiffinachair,beatingmeatmyowngame。Well,Ibegantoputanotherlightonthings。BeforemanysecondsMrs。Wintonsawitwastimetochangehertemperature。InfiveminutesIhadaskedthemantoluncheon,andshetodinner,andsoon。

  Wemadethatfellowchangehistripandstayaweek,andwegavehimthetimeofhislife。Why,Idon\'tbelievewelethimgetsoberthewholetime。

  ItrustthatyouwillcarryawaysomegoodthoughtfromtheselessonsIhavegivenyou,andthatthememoryofthemwillinspireyoutohigherthings,andelevateyoutoplansfarabovetheold—and—

  and—

  AndItellyouonething,youngladies:I\'vehadabettertimewithyouto—daythanwiththatpeachfifty—threeyearsago。

  QUEENVICTORIA。

  ADDRESSTOTHEBRITISHSCHOOLSANDUNIVERSITIESCLUB

  ATDELMONICO\'S,MONDAY,MAY25,1908,INHONOROF

  QUEENVICTORIA\'SBIRTHDAY。

  Mr。Clemenstoldthestoryofhisduelwitharivaleditor:howhepractisedfiringatabarndoorandfailedtohitit;butafriendofhistookofftheheadofalittlebirdatthirty—fiveyardsandattributedtheshottoMarkTwain。Thedueldidnottakeplace。Mr。

  Clemenscontinuedasfollows:

  ITalsohappenedthatIwasthemeansofstoppingtheduellinginNevada,foralawwaspassedsendingallduelliststojailfortwoyears,andthegovernor,hearingofmymarksmanship,saidthatifhegotmeIshouldgotoprisonforthefullterm。That\'swhyIleftNevada,andIhavenotbeentheresince。

  Youdomeahighhonor,indeed,inselectingmetospeakofmycountryinthiscommemorationofthebirthdayofthatnobleladywhoselifewasconsecratedtothevirtuesandthehumanitiesandtothepromotionofloftyideals,andwasamodeluponwhichmanyahumblerlifewasformedandmadebeautifulwhileshelived,anduponwhichmanysuchliveswillstillbeformedinthegenerationsthataretocome—lifewhichfindsitsjustimageinthestarwhichfallsoutofitsplaceintheskyandoutofexistence,butwhoselightstillstreamswithunfadedlustreacrosstheabyssesofspacelongafteritsfireshavebeenextinguishedattheirsource。

  AsawomantheQueenwasallthatthemostexactingstandardscouldrequire。Asafar—reachingandeffectivebeneficentmoralforceshehadnopeerinhertimeamongeithermonarchsorcommoners。Asamonarchshewaswithoutreproachinhergreatoffice。Wemaynotventure,perhaps,tosaysosweepingathingasthisincoldbloodaboutanymonarchthatprecededheruponeitherherownthroneoruponanyother。Itisacolossaleulogy,butitisjustified。

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