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diff --git a/12793-h/12793-h.htm b/12793-h/12793-h.htm index 89b0b72..2631d8d 100644 --- a/12793-h/12793-h.htm +++ b/12793-h/12793-h.htm @@ -1,16 +1,9 @@ -<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Transitional//EN" - "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-transitional.dtd"> - -<html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"> +<!DOCTYPE html> +<html lang="en"> <head> - <meta http-equiv="Content-Type" - content="text/html; charset=UTF-8" /> - - <title>Cobwebs from an Empty Skull by Dod Grile.</title> - <style type="text/css"> - /*<![CDATA[*/ - - <!-- + <meta charset="utf-8"> + <title>Cobwebs from an Empty Skull | Project Gutenberg</title> + <style> body { margin-left : 10%; margin-right : 10%; @@ -64,7 +57,6 @@ span.pagenum { position : absolute; left : 1%; - right : 85%; font-size : 8pt; } .poem { @@ -106,7 +98,7 @@ .toc p.i4 { /* Table of contents indented items */ margin-left : 2em; } - .figure , .figcenter , .figright , .figleft { + .figcenter { padding : 1em; margin : 0; text-align : center; @@ -118,63 +110,74 @@ .figcenter { margin : auto; } - .figright { - float : right; - } .figleft { - float : left; + float: left; + clear: left; + margin: 0 1em 1em 0; + padding: 0; + text-align: center; + page-break-inside: avoid; + max-width: 100%; + padding: 0; } + .x-ebookmaker .figleft {float: left;} + + .figright { + float: right; + clear: right; + margin: 1em 0 1em 1em; + padding: 0; + text-align: center; + page-break-inside: avoid; + max-width: 100%; + padding: 0; + } + .x-ebookmaker .figright {float: right;} .footnote { font-size: 0.9em; margin-right: 10%; margin-left: 10%; } - --> - /*]]>*/ </style> </head> <body> <div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 12793 ***</div> - <h1>COBWEBS</h1> + <h1>COBWEBS<br> + <span style="font-size: medium;">FROM</span><br> + AN EMPTY SKULL.</h1> - <h4>FROM</h4> + <div style="text-align: center;"><b>BY</b></div> - <h1>AN EMPTY SKULL.</h1> - - <h4>BY</h4> - - <h1>DOD GRILE.</h1> - <br /> - <br /> - <h4>ILLUSTRATED WITH ENGRAVINGS BY DALZIEL BROTHERS.</h4> + <div style="text-align: center; font-size: xx-large; margin-top: 0.5em;"><b>DOD GRILE.</b></div> + <br> + <br> + <div style="text-align: center;"><b>ILLUSTRATED WITH ENGRAVINGS BY DALZIEL BROTHERS.</b></div> <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> <a href="images/002r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="600" - src="images/002r.jpg" - alt="Bear in Ocean" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/002r.jpg" alt="Bear in Ocean" style="width: 600px"></a> </div> - <h5><i>LONDON AND NEW YORK:</i></h5> + <div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>LONDON AND NEW YORK:</i></b></div> - <h4>GEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND SONS</h4> + <div style="text-align: center;"><b>GEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND SONS</b></div> - <h5>1874</h5> - <br /> - <hr /> - <br /> - <br /> + <div style="text-align: center;"><b>1874</b></div> + <br> + <hr > + <br> + <br> - <h5>To my friend,</h5> + <div style="text-align: center;">To my friend,</div> - <h5>SHERBURNE B. EATON.</h5> - <br /> - <br /> - <hr /> - <br /> + <div style="text-align: center;">SHERBURNE B. EATON.</div> + <br> + <br> + <hr > + <br> <h2>PREFACE.</h2> @@ -205,7 +208,7 @@ spared the necessity of making an ass of itself.</p> <p class="author">D.G.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h2>CONTENTS</h2> @@ -296,18 +299,16 @@ <p class="i4">28. Stringing a Bear. <a href="#page213">213</a></p> - </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page1" - id="page1"></a>[pg 1]</span> - <hr /> + </div> + <p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page1"></a>[pg 1]</span></p> + <hr > <h2>FABLES OF ZAMBRI, THE PARSEE.</h2> <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> <a href="images/008r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="600" - src="images/008r.jpg" - alt="Persian with Oyster" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/008r.jpg" alt="Persian with Oyster" style="width: 600px"></a> </div> <h3>I.</h3> @@ -325,8 +326,7 @@ pleasure to comfort the parentless and the starving. I have already done my best for our friend here, of whom you purchased me; but although she has an amiable and accommodating stomach, - <i>we <span class="pagenum"><a name="page2" - id="page2"></a>[pg 2]</span> couldn't agree</i>. For this + <i>we <span class="pagenum"><a id="page2"></a>[pg 2]</span> couldn't agree</i>. For this trifling incompatibility—would you believe it?—she was about to stew me! Saviour, benefactor, proceed."</p> @@ -367,8 +367,7 @@ <p>If this fable does not teach that a rat gets no profit by lying, I should be pleased to know what it does - teach.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page3" - id="page3"></a>[pg 3]</span> + teach.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page3"></a>[pg 3]</span></p> <h3>III.</h3> @@ -415,8 +414,7 @@ <p>"How clever!" said the merry old gentleman, "I knew you would do that. If you had done any - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page4" - id="page4"></a>[pg 4]</span> differently there would have + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page4"></a>[pg 4]</span> differently there would have been no point to the fable."</p> <p>And laying down both burdens by the roadside, he trudged @@ -456,8 +454,7 @@ pretext for slaying me."</p> <p>"I am not aware, sir," replied the wolf, "that I - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page5" - id="page5"></a>[pg 5]</span> require a pretext for loving + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page5"></a>[pg 5]</span> require a pretext for loving chops; it never occurred to me that one was necessary."</p> <p>And he dined upon that lambkin with much apparent @@ -468,12 +465,8 @@ <h3>VII.</h3> - <div class="figleft" - style="width:40%;"> - <a href="images/012r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="378" - src="images/012r.jpg" - alt="Old Gent in Oak Tree" /></a> + <div class="figleft"> + <a href="images/012r.jpg" target="blank"><img src="images/012r.jpg" alt="Old Gent in Oak Tree" width="378px"></a> </div> <p>An old gentleman sat down, one day, upon an acorn, and @@ -491,8 +484,7 @@ <p>"Well, well!" he resumed, "if I cannot compel circumstances to my will, I can at least adapt my will to circumstances. I decide to remain. 'Life'—as - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page6" - id="page6"></a>[pg 6]</span> a certain eminent philosopher + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page6"></a>[pg 6]</span> a certain eminent philosopher in England wilt say, whenever there shall be an England to say it in—'is the definite combination of heterogeneous changes, both simultaneous and successive, in @@ -532,8 +524,7 @@ <p>He had at last the pleasure of being denied a desire.</p> <p><i>Hæc fabula docet</i> that it is not a good plan to - call <span class="pagenum"><a name="page7" - id="page7"></a>[pg 7]</span> at houses without first + call <span class="pagenum"><a id="page7"></a>[pg 7]</span> at houses without first ascertaining who is at home there.</p> <h3>IX.</h3> @@ -572,8 +563,7 @@ <p>When he had concluded, he awaited a reply. There wasn't any reply; for the bees had never gone near the bung-hole; they went in the same way as he did, and made it very warm for - him.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page8" - id="page8"></a>[pg 8]</span> + him.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page8"></a>[pg 8]</span></p> <p>The lesson of this fable is that one cannot stick to his pure reason while quarrelling with bees.</p> @@ -613,8 +603,7 @@ <p>"I never in my life," retorted the ass angrily, "knew a horse to return a direct answer to a civil - question."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page9" - id="page9"></a>[pg 9]</span> + question."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page9"></a>[pg 9]</span></p> <p>This tale shows that this ass did not know everything.</p> @@ -658,8 +647,7 @@ <p>A peasant sitting on a pile of stones saw an ostrich approaching, and when it had got within - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page10" - id="page10"></a>[pg 10]</span> range he began pelting it. It + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page10"></a>[pg 10]</span> range he began pelting it. It is hardly probable that the bird liked this; but it never moved until a large number of boulders had been discharged; then it fell to and ate them.</p> @@ -699,8 +687,7 @@ <p>"Ah!" returned the other, who had been zealously pointing out the way to safety, and keeping foremost therein, "it is interesting to find how a common - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page11" - id="page11"></a>[pg 11]</span> danger makes people + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page11"></a>[pg 11]</span> danger makes people confiding. You have a thousand times said I could not be trusted with valuable booty. It is an humiliating confession, but I am myself convinced that if I should @@ -710,9 +697,7 @@ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> <a href="images/018r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="600" - src="images/018r.jpg" - alt="Two Thieves with Sack" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/018r.jpg" alt="Two Thieves with Sack" style="width: 600px"></a> </div> <p>"A common danger," was the reply, "seems to stimulate @@ -727,8 +712,7 @@ <p>If they could only have had the privilege of reading this fable, it would have taught them more than - either.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page12" - id="page12"></a>[pg 12]</span> + either.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page12"></a>[pg 12]</span></p> <h3>XVII.</h3> @@ -768,8 +752,7 @@ <p>"You remind me," said the hippopotamus, "of a certain zebra who was not vicious at all; he merely kicked the breath out of - everything that passed <span class="pagenum"><a name="page13" - id="page13"></a>[pg 13]</span> behind him, but did not + everything that passed <span class="pagenum"><a id="page13"></a>[pg 13]</span> behind him, but did not induce things to pass behind him."</p> <p>"It is quite immaterial what I remind you of," was the @@ -812,8 +795,7 @@ are."</p> <p>"But," objected the camel, "that will be certain death to - you!"</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page14" - id="page14"></a>[pg 14]</span> + you!"</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page14"></a>[pg 14]</span></p> <p>"Not quite," was the quiet answer, "it involves only the loss of my camel."</p> @@ -853,8 +835,7 @@ <p>Two travellers between Teheran and Bagdad met half-way up the vertical face of a rock, on a path only a cubit in width. As both were in a hurry, and etiquette would allow neither to - set his foot <span class="pagenum"><a name="page15" - id="page15"></a>[pg 15]</span> upon the other even if + set his foot <span class="pagenum"><a id="page15"></a>[pg 15]</span> upon the other even if dignity had permitted prostration, they maintained for some time a stationary condition. After some reflection, each decided to jump round the other; but as etiquette did not @@ -862,8 +843,7 @@ intention. The consequence was they met, with considerable emphasis, about four feet from the edge of the path, and went through a flight of soaring eagles, a mile out of their - way!<a id="footnotetagA" - name="footnotetagA"></a><a href="#footnoteA"><sup>[A]</sup></a></p> + way!<a id="footnotetagA"></a><a href="#footnoteA"><sup>[A]</sup></a></p> <h3>XXIII.</h3> @@ -890,16 +870,13 @@ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> <a href="images/001r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="387" - src="images/001r.jpg" - alt="Thief and Pig" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/001r.jpg" alt="Thief and Pig" style="width: 387px"></a> </div> <p>A man carrying a sack of corn up a high ladder propped against a wall, had nearly reached the top, when a powerful hog passing that way leant against the bottom to scratch its - hide.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page16" - id="page16"></a>[pg 16]</span> + hide.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page16"></a>[pg 16]</span></p> <p>"I wish," said the man, speaking down the ladder, "you would make that operation as brief as possible; and when I come down @@ -941,20 +918,15 @@ <p>"I once laid an egg alongside a water-melon, and compared the two. The vegetable was considerably the - larger."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page17" - id="page17"></a>[pg 17]</span> + larger."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page17"></a>[pg 17]</span></p> <p>This fable is intended to show the absurdity of hearing all a man has to say.</p> <h3>XXVI.</h3> - <div class="figleft" - style="width:30%;"> - <a href="images/024r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="300" - src="images/024r.jpg" - alt="Bathing Naturalist" /></a> + <div class="figleft"> + <a href="images/024r.jpg" target="blank"><img src="images/024r.jpg" alt="Bathing Naturalist" style="width: 300px"></a> </div> <p>Seeing himself getting beyond his depth, a bathing @@ -982,8 +954,7 @@ <p>Two whales seizing a pike, attempted in turn to swallow him, but without success. They finally determined to try him jointly, each taking hold of - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page18" - id="page18"></a>[pg 18]</span> an end, and both shutting + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page18"></a>[pg 18]</span> an end, and both shutting their eyes for a grand effort, when a shark darted silently between them, biting away the whole body of their prey. Opening their eyes, they gazed upon one another with much @@ -1021,8 +992,7 @@ <p>"If you really intended taking him prisoner," replied the rat, "the object of that bludgeon is to me a matter of mere conjecture. However, it is easy enough to see you have changed - your mind; and <span class="pagenum"><a name="page19" - id="page19"></a>[pg 19]</span> it may be barely worth + your mind; and <span class="pagenum"><a id="page19"></a>[pg 19]</span> it may be barely worth mentioning that I have changed mine."</p> <p>"The interest you both take in me," said the wolf, without @@ -1056,8 +1026,7 @@ you desire one like that, I think I can assist you."</p> <p>So saying, he chopped off about a cubit of the snake's - tail.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page20" - id="page20"></a>[pg 20]</span> + tail.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page20"></a>[pg 20]</span></p> <h3>XXX.</h3> @@ -1098,8 +1067,7 @@ <p>This fable proves that humanity does not happen to enjoy a monopoly of paternal - affection.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page21" - id="page21"></a>[pg 21]</span> + affection.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page21"></a>[pg 21]</span></p> <h3>XXXII.</h3> @@ -1141,8 +1109,7 @@ <p>"There!" said the aged sufferer, "behold the advantage of unity! If you had assailed me one at a - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page22" - id="page22"></a>[pg 22]</span> time, I would have killed + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page22"></a>[pg 22]</span> time, I would have killed every mother's son of you!"</p> <p>Moral lessons are like the merchant's goods: they are @@ -1186,17 +1153,14 @@ exceedingly short work of him. With his last breath he asked them why, being so formidable, they had not killed the kite. They replied that they had never seen any - kite.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page23" - id="page23"></a>[pg 23]</span> + kite.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page23"></a>[pg 23]</span></p> <h3>XXXVI.</h3> <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> <a href="images/030r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="600" - src="images/030r.jpg" - alt="Defeated Warrior" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/030r.jpg" alt="Defeated Warrior" style="width: 600px"></a> </div> <p>A defeated warrior snatched up his aged father, and, @@ -1214,8 +1178,7 @@ taken an armful of lares and penates; and the accommodating nature of <i>his</i> son was, therefore, more conspicuous. If I might venture to suggest that you take up my shield and - scimitar—"</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page24" - id="page24"></a>[pg 24]</span> + scimitar—"</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page24"></a>[pg 24]</span></p> <p>"Thank you," said the aged party, "I could not think of disarming the military: but if you would just hand me up one of @@ -1256,8 +1219,7 @@ <p>"I am about to leave our beloved country for a long period, and desire to leave the sceptre in the hands of him who is most truly a tortoise. I decree that you shall set out from yonder - distant tree, and <span class="pagenum"><a name="page25" - id="page25"></a>[pg 25]</span> pass round it. Whoever shall + distant tree, and <span class="pagenum"><a id="page25"></a>[pg 25]</span> pass round it. Whoever shall get back last shall be appointed Regent."</p> <p>So the population set out for the goal, and the king for his @@ -1300,8 +1262,7 @@ presence, and as for my shadow, don't you think you have made a trifling mistake?—not a gigantic or absurd mistake, but merely one that would disgrace an - idiot."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page26" - id="page26"></a>[pg 26]</span> + idiot."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page26"></a>[pg 26]</span></p> <p>At this the great luminary was furious, and fell so hotly upon him that in a few minutes there was nothing of him @@ -1342,8 +1303,7 @@ <p>"How," said they, "shall we, who are unskilled in magic, unread in philosophy, and untaught in the secrets of the stars—who have neither wit, eloquence, - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page27" - id="page27"></a>[pg 27]</span> nor song—how shall we + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page27"></a>[pg 27]</span> nor song—how shall we essay to teach wisdom to the wise?"</p> <p>Nevertheless, they were compelled to make the attempt. After @@ -1382,8 +1342,7 @@ <p>"Now," said he, "I will lie perfectly still and let the bees sting me until they are exhausted and powerless; their honey may then be obtained without - opposition."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page28" - id="page28"></a>[pg 28]</span> + opposition."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page28"></a>[pg 28]</span></p> <p>And it was so obtained, but by a fresh bear, the other being dead.</p> @@ -1424,15 +1383,12 @@ illustrations from the fowls of the air, you may command my patronage. The deep interest you take in my affairs is, at present, a trifle - annoying."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page29" - id="page29"></a>[pg 29]</span> + annoying."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page29"></a>[pg 29]</span></p> <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> <a href="images/036r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="500" - src="images/036r.jpg" - alt="Improvident Man" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/036r.jpg" alt="Improvident Man" style="width: 500px"></a> </div> <p>"I do not find it so," the mosquito would have replied had @@ -1454,8 +1410,7 @@ <p>"I hate snakes who bestow their caresses with interested partiality or fastidious discrimination," - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page30" - id="page30"></a>[pg 30]</span> boasted a boa constrictor. + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page30"></a>[pg 30]</span> boasted a boa constrictor. "<i>My</i> affection is unbounded; it embraces all animated nature. I am the universal shepherd; I gather all manner of living things into my folds. Entertainment here for man and @@ -1500,8 +1455,7 @@ <p>"You look as if you would take my life."</p> <p>"You look as if you would sustain - mine."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page31" - id="page31"></a>[pg 31]</span> + mine."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page31"></a>[pg 31]</span></p> <p>"Let us 'pull sticks,'" said the now desperate animal, "to see which of us shall die."</p> @@ -1548,8 +1502,7 @@ <p>"Look where you're going there, or I'll thrash the life out of you!" screamed a bird into whose nest he had - blundered.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page32" - id="page32"></a>[pg 32]</span> + blundered.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page32"></a>[pg 32]</span></p> <p>Frantic with fear, the man leapt into the sea.</p> @@ -1597,8 +1550,7 @@ <p>"Confound you!" roared the beast as he fell back.</p> <p>"So did you," quietly remarked the - steed.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page33" - id="page33"></a>[pg 33]</span> + steed.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page33"></a>[pg 33]</span></p> <h3>LII.</h3> @@ -1637,8 +1589,7 @@ with the dignity of the court, I should wish to be informed of the nature of my offence; in order that I may the more clearly apprehend the character of the lesson imparted by its - punishment."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page34" - id="page34"></a>[pg 34]</span> + punishment."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page34"></a>[pg 34]</span></p> <p>"Since you are so curious," replied the dog, "I worry you because you are too feeble to worry me."</p> @@ -1683,8 +1634,7 @@ <p>"Not at all," was the reply; "a better plan is to approach by a circular side-sweep, thus"—turning upon his opponent and taking in <i>his</i> - tail.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page35" - id="page35"></a>[pg 35]</span> + tail.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page35"></a>[pg 35]</span></p> <p>Although there was no disagreement as to the manner of disposing of what was once seized, each began to practise his @@ -1699,9 +1649,7 @@ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> <a href="images/042r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="600" - src="images/042r.jpg" - alt="Staggering Man" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/042r.jpg" alt="Staggering Man" style="width: 600px"></a> </div> <p>A man staggering wearily through the streets of Persepolis, @@ -1718,8 +1666,7 @@ over to Constantinople, and pitch you into the Bosphorus; but I should probably content myself with laying you down and jumping on you, as being more agreeable to my feelings, and quite as - efficacious."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page36" - id="page36"></a>[pg 36]</span> + efficacious."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page36"></a>[pg 36]</span></p> <p>"But suppose," continued the burden, "I were a shoulder of beef—which I quite as much resemble—belonging to @@ -1759,8 +1706,7 @@ of thing called Literature coming in shortly, and it will make our fortune. But it will be very bad for History. Curse this phantom apparel! The more I gather it about me the colder I - get."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page37" - id="page37"></a>[pg 37]</span> + get."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page37"></a>[pg 37]</span></p> <p>"When Literature has made our fortune," sneered the genie, "I presume you will purchase material clothing."</p> @@ -1801,8 +1747,7 @@ betray her helpless condition, but anxious by any subterfuge to get the serpent to remove his fascinating regard, "but I am lost in contemplation of yonder green sunset, from which I am - unable to <span class="pagenum"><a name="page38" - id="page38"></a>[pg 38]</span> look away for more than a + unable to <span class="pagenum"><a id="page38"></a>[pg 38]</span> look away for more than a minute. I shall turn to it presently."</p> <p>"Do, by all means," said the serpent, with a touch of irony @@ -1845,8 +1790,7 @@ destruction of the invader.</p> <p>"Now," said he, "if this animal shall choose to - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page39" - id="page39"></a>[pg 39]</span> starve himself to death in + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page39"></a>[pg 39]</span> starve himself to death in the midst of plenty, the law will not hold <i>me</i> guilty of his blood. I have read of a trick which I think will 'fix' him."</p> @@ -1867,8 +1811,7 @@ ass—who was too fat to walk.</p> <p>This ought to show any one the folly of relying upon the - teaching of obscure and inferior authors.<a id="footnotetagB" - name="footnotetagB"></a> + teaching of obscure and inferior authors.<a id="footnotetagB"></a> <a href="#footnoteB"><sup>[B]</sup></a></p> <h3>LXI.</h3> @@ -1884,8 +1827,7 @@ <p>"May it please your Majesty," replied the prisoner, with a reverential gesture, repeated at intervals, and - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page40" - id="page40"></a>[pg 40]</span> each time at a less distance + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page40"></a>[pg 40]</span> each time at a less distance from the royal person, "I will not wound your Majesty's sensibilities by pleading a love of eggs; I will humbly confess my course of crime, warn your Majesty of its @@ -1922,8 +1864,7 @@ <p>This tale has one moral if you are a philosopher, and another if you are a - pig.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page41" - id="page41"></a>[pg 41]</span> + pig.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page41"></a>[pg 41]</span></p> <h3>LXIII.</h3> @@ -1963,8 +1904,7 @@ was curvetting lithely and tossing his head.</p> <p>"That rather uninteresting fact," replied the cow, - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page42" - id="page42"></a>[pg 42]</span> attending strictly to her + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page42"></a>[pg 42]</span> attending strictly to her business as a ruminant, "does not impress me as justifying your execution of all manner of unseemly contortions, as a preliminary to accosting an entire stranger."</p> @@ -2006,15 +1946,11 @@ were a frightful great rat; and I am <i>so</i> afraid of rats! I feel so much relieved—you don't know! Of course you have heard that I am a great friend to the dear little - mice?"</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page43" - id="page43"></a>[pg 43]</span> + mice?"</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page43"></a>[pg 43]</span></p> - <div class="figright" - style="width:40%;"> + <div class="figright"> <a href="images/050r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="400" - src="images/050r.jpg" - alt="Cat and Mouse" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/050r.jpg" alt="Cat and Mouse" style="width: 400px"></a> </div> <p>"Yes," was the answer, "I have heard that you love us @@ -2032,8 +1968,7 @@ <p>A man pursued by a lion, was about stepping into a place of safety, when he bethought him of - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page44" - id="page44"></a>[pg 44]</span> the power of the human eye; + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page44"></a>[pg 44]</span> the power of the human eye; and, turning about, he fixed upon his pursuer a steady look of stern reproof. The raging beast immediately moderated his rate per hour, and finally came to a dead halt, within a @@ -2074,8 +2009,7 @@ first insect whose overtures were declined.</p> <p>"Sick of the hollow conventionalities of a rotten - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page45" - id="page45"></a>[pg 45]</span> civilization," was the + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page45"></a>[pg 45]</span> civilization," was the rasping reply. "Relapsed into the honest simplicity of primitive observances. Go to grass!"</p> @@ -2111,8 +2045,7 @@ intense satisfaction.</p> <p>"Ah!" said he, alternately smiling and stopping - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page46" - id="page46"></a>[pg 46]</span> up the smiles with meat, + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page46"></a>[pg 46]</span> up the smiles with meat, "this is an instrument of salvation to my stomach—an instrument upon which I love to perform."</p> @@ -2135,8 +2068,7 @@ which the raven was guiltily conscious.</p> <p>There are several things mightier than brute force, and - arsenic <a id="footnotetagC" - name="footnotetagC"></a><a href="#footnoteC"><sup>[C]</sup></a> + arsenic <a id="footnotetagC"></a><a href="#footnoteC"><sup>[C]</sup></a> is one of them.</p> <h3>LXXI.</h3> @@ -2148,8 +2080,7 @@ pocket-flask, filled it up with water, and raised it to his lips. The hawk, who had been all this time hovering about, swooped down, screaming "No, you don't!" and upset the cup with - his wing.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page47" - id="page47"></a>[pg 47]</span> + his wing.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page47"></a>[pg 47]</span></p> <p>"I know what is the matter," said the King: "there is a dead serpent in the fountain above, and this faithful bird has saved @@ -2189,8 +2120,7 @@ <p>"I wasn't thinking of that," continued the first; "I am troubled about our course. If we could leave the Pleiades a little more to the right, striking - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page48" - id="page48"></a>[pg 48]</span> a middle course between + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page48"></a>[pg 48]</span> a middle course between Boötes and the ecliptic, we should find it all plain sailing as far as the solstitial colure. But once we get into the Zodiac upon our present bearing, we are certain to @@ -2227,8 +2157,7 @@ keeping quiet."</p> <p>"It won't do—it won't do!" replied the bear, - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page49" - id="page49"></a>[pg 49]</span> with a mournful shake of the + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page49"></a>[pg 49]</span> with a mournful shake of the head, "it's not the orthodox thing. Inaction may do for professors, collectors, and others connected with the ornamental part of the noble science; but for <i>us</i>, we @@ -2263,8 +2192,7 @@ <p>"Did it ever occur to you that this manner of thing is extremely unpleasant?" asked a writhing worm of the angler who - had impaled him upon a <span class="pagenum"><a name="page50" - id="page50"></a>[pg 50]</span> hook. "Such treatment by + had impaled him upon a <span class="pagenum"><a id="page50"></a>[pg 50]</span> hook. "Such treatment by those who boast themselves our brothers is, possibly, fraternal—but it hurts."</p> @@ -2299,18 +2227,14 @@ could sit and listen all day to the like of that. I am passionately fond of music. <i>Ong-core!</i>"</p> - <div class="figleft" - style="width:30%;"> + <div class="figleft"> <a href="images/058r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="400" - src="images/058r.jpg" - alt="Cat in Tree" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/058r.jpg" alt="Cat in Tree" style="width: 400px"></a> </div> <p>Presently the tuneful sounds drew near, whereupon she began to fidget; ending by shinning up a tree, just as the dogs burst - into view below her, <span class="pagenum"><a name="page51" - id="page51"></a>[pg 51]</span> and stifled their songs upon + into view below her, <span class="pagenum"><a id="page51"></a>[pg 51]</span> and stifled their songs upon the body of their victim before her eyes—which protruded.</p> @@ -2319,8 +2243,7 @@ were—in the sounds of an unseen orchestra. This is quite lost when the performers are visible to the audience. Distant music (if any) for your obedient - servant!"</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page52" - id="page52"></a>[pg 52]</span> + servant!"</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page52"></a>[pg 52]</span></p> <h3>LXXVII.</h3> @@ -2346,8 +2269,7 @@ <p>A rat, finding a file, smelt it all over, bit it gently, and observed that, as it did not seem to be rich enough to produce dyspepsia, he would venture to make a meal of it. So he gnawed - it into <i>smithareens</i> <a id="footnotetagD" - name="footnotetagD"></a><a href="#footnoteD"><sup>[D]</sup></a> + it into <i>smithareens</i> <a id="footnotetagD"></a><a href="#footnoteD"><sup>[D]</sup></a> without the slightest injury to his teeth. With his morals the case was somewhat different. For the file was a file of newspapers, and his system became so saturated with the @@ -2356,8 +2278,7 @@ brief tails by amputation; lauded the skill of a quack rodentist for money; and, upon what would otherwise have been his death-bed, essayed a lie of such phenomenal - magnitude <span class="pagenum"><a name="page53" - id="page53"></a>[pg 53]</span> that it stuck in his throat, + magnitude <span class="pagenum"><a id="page53"></a>[pg 53]</span> that it stuck in his throat, and prevented him breathing his last. All this crime, and misery, and other nonsense, because he was too lazy to worry about and find a file of nutritious fables.</p> @@ -2397,8 +2318,7 @@ <p>"No—I know yer didn't; it's the old thing, it is: never no wacancies for saurians—saurians should orter keep theirselves <i>to</i> theirselves—no saurians - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page54" - id="page54"></a>[pg 54]</span> need apply. I got it all by + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page54"></a>[pg 54]</span> need apply. I got it all by 'eart, I tell yer. But don't give yerself no distress; I didn't come to beg; thank 'eaven I ain't drove to that yet—leastwise I ain't done it. But I thought as 'ow @@ -2434,8 +2354,7 @@ (This is not the riot recorded by an inferior writer, but a more notable and authentic one.) After exhausting the well-known arguments, they had recourse to the appropriate - threat, when <span class="pagenum"><a name="page55" - id="page55"></a>[pg 55]</span> the man to whom they belonged + threat, when <span class="pagenum"><a id="page55"></a>[pg 55]</span> the man to whom they belonged thought it time for <i>him</i> to be heard, in his capacity as a unit.</p> @@ -2478,8 +2397,7 @@ <p>"I suppose," said the peasant, "that ninety-nine men in a hundred would go away and leave this poor creature's body to the beasts of prey." [It is - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page56" - id="page56"></a>[pg 56]</span> notorious that man is the + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page56"></a>[pg 56]</span> notorious that man is the only living thing that will eat the animal.] "But <i>I</i> will give him good burial."</p> @@ -2519,8 +2437,7 @@ you could eat the pilot."</p> <p>Hearing this, the mouse vanished like a flash - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page57" - id="page57"></a>[pg 57]</span> into the bear's ear, and + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page57"></a>[pg 57]</span> into the bear's ear, and fearing the hungry beast would then demand the nut, the monkey hastily devoured it. Not being in a position to insist upon his rights, the bear merely gobbled up the @@ -2531,9 +2448,7 @@ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> <a href="images/064r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="600" - src="images/064r.jpg" - alt="Thirsty Lamb" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/064r.jpg" alt="Thirsty Lamb" style="width: 600px"></a> </div> <p>A lamb suffering from thirst went to a brook to drink. @@ -2546,8 +2461,7 @@ justified in swearing:</p> <p>"I'm eternally boiled!" said he, "if ever I - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page58" - id="page58"></a>[pg 58]</span> experienced so many fish in + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page58"></a>[pg 58]</span> experienced so many fish in all my life. It is discouraging. It inspires me with mint sauce and green peas."</p> @@ -2591,8 +2505,7 @@ <p>"I think I'll set my sting into you, my obstructive friend," said a bee to an iron pump against which she had flown; "you are always more or less in the - way."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page59" - id="page59"></a>[pg 59]</span> + way."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page59"></a>[pg 59]</span></p> <p>"If you do," retorted the other, "I'll pump on you, if I can get any one to work my handle."</p> @@ -2639,8 +2552,7 @@ <p>"Better," said he, "a pure article of water, than a diet that is neither fish, flesh, nor - fowl."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page60" - id="page60"></a>[pg 60]</span> + fowl."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page60"></a>[pg 60]</span></p> <p>But, although extremely regular in his new diet—taking it all the time—he did not seem to thrive as might have @@ -2658,8 +2570,7 @@ <p>And she killed him instead.</p> <p><i>Mot herl yaff ecti onk nocksal loth ervir tu esperfec - tlyc old</i>.<a id="footnotetagE" - name="footnotetagE"></a><a href="#footnoteE"><sup>[E]</sup></a></p> + tlyc old</i>.<a id="footnotetagE"></a><a href="#footnoteE"><sup>[E]</sup></a></p> <h3>XCI.</h3> @@ -2677,8 +2588,7 @@ <p>"My Falstaffian issue," rejoined the Tabby, dropping her eyelids and composing her head for a quiet sleep, "the above is - a <i>toy</i> mouse."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page61" - id="page61"></a>[pg 61]</span> + a <i>toy</i> mouse."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page61"></a>[pg 61]</span></p> <h3>XCII.</h3> @@ -2722,8 +2632,7 @@ <p>"Nature has been very kind to her creatures," said a giraffe to an elephant. "For example, your - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page62" - id="page62"></a>[pg 62]</span> neck being so very short, she + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page62"></a>[pg 62]</span> neck being so very short, she has given you a proboscis wherewith to reach your food; and I having no proboscis, she has bestowed upon me a long neck."</p> @@ -2763,8 +2672,7 @@ deity by sitting for some years motionless in a treeless plain, observed a young ivy putting forth her tender shoots at his feet. He thought he could endure the additional martyrdom of a - little <span class="pagenum"><a name="page63" - id="page63"></a>[pg 63]</span> shade, and begged her to make + little <span class="pagenum"><a id="page63"></a>[pg 63]</span> shade, and begged her to make herself quite at home.</p> <p>"Exactly," said the plant; "it is my mission to adorn @@ -2807,8 +2715,7 @@ <p>"You are quite right," replied the passenger; "I'll see if I can stay my stomach with the - foremast."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page64" - id="page64"></a>[pg 64]</span> + foremast."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page64"></a>[pg 64]</span></p> <p>So saying he bit off her neck, and she immediately capsizing, he was drowned.</p> @@ -2849,15 +2756,12 @@ death."</p> <p>"If it had been full of water," pleaded the mouse, "it would - not have upset."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page65" - id="page65"></a>[pg 65]</span> + not have upset."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page65"></a>[pg 65]</span></p> <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> <a href="images/072r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="600" - src="images/072r.jpg" - alt="Cat, Mouse and Urn" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/072r.jpg" alt="Cat, Mouse and Urn" style="width: 600px"></a> </div> <p>"But I might have lain down in it, monster!" persisted the @@ -2879,8 +2783,7 @@ that the ice was very much shattered. A peacock, who was strutting about on shore thinking what a pretty peacock he was, laughed immoderately at the mishap. N.B.—All - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page66" - id="page66"></a>[pg 66]</span> laughter is immoderate when a + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page66"></a>[pg 66]</span> laughter is immoderate when a fellow is hurt—if the fellow is oneself.</p> <p>"Bah!" exclaimed the sufferer; "if you could see the @@ -2918,8 +2821,7 @@ <p>When you have got quite enough of anything, make it manifest by asking for some more. You won't get - it.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page67" - id="page67"></a>[pg 67]</span> + it.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page67"></a>[pg 67]</span></p> <h3>CI.</h3> @@ -2956,8 +2858,7 @@ hide acorns in these pits; others maintain that I get worms out of them. I endeavoured for some time to reconcile the two theories; but the worms ate my acorns, and then - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page68" - id="page68"></a>[pg 68]</span> would not come out. Since + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page68"></a>[pg 68]</span> would not come out. Since then, I have left science to work out its own problems, while I work out the holes. I hope the final decision may be in some way advantageous to me; for at my nest I have a @@ -2998,8 +2899,7 @@ big beast like you and not giving him any mouth."</p> <p>"H'm, h'm! it was still worse," mused the beast, - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page69" - id="page69"></a>[pg 69]</span> "to construct a great wit + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page69"></a>[pg 69]</span> "to construct a great wit like you and give him no seasonable occasion for the display of his cleverness."</p> @@ -3037,8 +2937,7 @@ <p>"The son of a jackass," shrieked a haughty mare to a mule who had offended her by expressing an opinion, "should cultivate the simple grace of intellectual - humility."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page70" - id="page70"></a>[pg 70]</span> + humility."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page70"></a>[pg 70]</span></p> <p>"It is true," was the meek reply, "I cannot boast an illustrious ancestry; but at least I shall never be called upon @@ -3081,19 +2980,15 @@ Ah! so plump, and rosy, and—rotten!"</p> <p>"Just so," said the other. "And you remember - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page71" - id="page71"></a>[pg 71]</span> my good father, who perished + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page71"></a>[pg 71]</span> my good father, who perished in that orchard. Strange that so fair a skin should cover so vile a heart!"</p> <p>Just then another fowl came flying up.</p> - <div class="figright" - style="width:40%;"> + <div class="figright"> <a href="images/078r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="400" - src="images/078r.jpg" - alt="Rustic and Crafty Birds" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/078r.jpg" alt="Rustic and Crafty Birds" style="width: 400px"></a> </div> <p>"I came in, all haste," said he, "to warn you about that @@ -3106,8 +3001,7 @@ relations."</p> <p>Whereat there was confusion in the demeanour of that - feathered trio.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page72" - id="page72"></a>[pg 72]</span> + feathered trio.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page72"></a>[pg 72]</span></p> <h3>CIX.</h3> @@ -3151,8 +3045,7 @@ <p>"I cannot tell you," answered the critic, shaking his head despondingly; "I do not at all understand - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page73" - id="page73"></a>[pg 73]</span> it. I can only say that I + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page73"></a>[pg 73]</span> it. I can only say that I have been accustomed to censure all discourse that differs from my own."</p> @@ -3190,8 +3083,7 @@ any modern conveniences!"</p> <p>"Pay!" said the snail, contemptuously; "I'd - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page74" - id="page74"></a>[pg 74]</span> like to see you get a + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page74"></a>[pg 74]</span> like to see you get a semi-detatched villa like this at a nominal rate!"</p> <p>"Why don't you let your upper apartments to a respectable @@ -3232,8 +3124,7 @@ <p>There was no reply. Dropping the knocker, he laid hold of the bell-handle, ringing a loud peal, but without - effect.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page75" - id="page75"></a>[pg 75]</span> + effect.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page75"></a>[pg 75]</span></p> <p>"Hum, hum!" he mused, with a look of disappointment, "gone to the sea side, I suppose."</p> @@ -3280,8 +3171,7 @@ flea.'"</p> <p>"How do you?" says the spider, as his welcome he - extends;</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page76" - id="page76"></a>[pg 76]</span> + extends;</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page76"></a>[pg 76]</span></p> <p>"'How doth the busy little bee,' and all our other friends?"</p> @@ -3328,8 +3218,7 @@ with a whale, was unable to draw out of the fight. The sailors annoyed him a good deal, by pounding with handspikes upon that portion of his horn inside; but he bore it as bravely - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page77" - id="page77"></a>[pg 77]</span> as he could, putting the best + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page77"></a>[pg 77]</span> as he could, putting the best possible face upon the matter, until he saw a shark swimming by, of whom he inquired the probable destination of the ship.</p> @@ -3369,15 +3258,13 @@ his mother on the kitchen stairs.</p> <p>"Aha! my steaming hearty!" cried the elder - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page78" - id="page78"></a>[pg 78]</span> grimalkin; "I coveted you + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page78"></a>[pg 78]</span> grimalkin; "I coveted you when I saw the cook put you in the dinner-pot. If I have a weakness, it is hare—hare nicely dressed, and partially boiled."</p> <p>Whereupon she made a banquet of her suffering - offspring.<a id="footnotetagF" - name="footnotetagF"></a><a href="#footnoteF"><sup>[F]</sup></a></p> + offspring.<a id="footnotetagF"></a><a href="#footnoteF"><sup>[F]</sup></a></p> <p>Adversity works a stupendous change in tender youth; many a young man is never recognized by his parents after having been @@ -3410,14 +3297,11 @@ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> <a href="images/086r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="600" - src="images/086r.jpg" - alt="Fox and Geese" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/086r.jpg" alt="Fox and Geese" style="width: 600px"></a> </div> <p>"Apparently," said he, "I have been guilty of - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page79" - id="page79"></a>[pg 79]</span> some small grains of + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page79"></a>[pg 79]</span> some small grains of unconsidered wisdom, and the same have proven a bitterness to these excellent folk, the which they will not abide. Ah, well! those who produce the Strasburg @@ -3435,8 +3319,7 @@ oil, but it remained stubbornly bald-headed. At last his patience was exhausted, and he appealed to Bruin himself, accusing him of breaking faith, and calling him a - quack.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page80" - id="page80"></a>[pg 80]</span> + quack.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page80"></a>[pg 80]</span></p> <p>"Why, you insolent marsupial!" retorted the bear in a rage; "you expect my oil to give you hair upon your tail, when it @@ -3480,8 +3363,7 @@ <p>"I am fighting!" was the proud reply; "but I don't know that it is any of your - business."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page81" - id="page81"></a>[pg 81]</span> + business."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page81"></a>[pg 81]</span></p> <p>"Oh, I have no desire to mix in," said the good-natured giraffe. "I never take sides in terrestrial strife. Still, as @@ -3519,8 +3401,7 @@ master; "I never intended you for the chase, but for the road. You are to be a draught-dog—to pull baby about in a cart. You will perceive that speed is an objection. Sir, you - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page82" - id="page82"></a>[pg 82]</span> must be toned down; you will + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page82"></a>[pg 82]</span> must be toned down; you will be at once assigned to a house with modern conveniences, and will dine at a French restaurant. If that system do not reduce your own, I'm an 'Ebrew Jew!"</p> @@ -3559,8 +3440,7 @@ <p>"Yes," said the man, "the weather is like yourself—raw, and exasperatingly cool. Perhaps this will warm you." And he rolled a ponderous pine - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page83" - id="page83"></a>[pg 83]</span> log atop of that provoking + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page83"></a>[pg 83]</span> log atop of that provoking reptile, who flattened out, and "handed in his checks."</p> <div class="poem"> @@ -3603,8 +3483,7 @@ as given, did not possess the merit of coinciding with his own; whereupon he fell upon the heretic and bit her—bit her until his teeth were much worn and her body much - elongated—bit <span class="pagenum"><a name="page84" - id="page84"></a>[pg 84]</span> her good! Having thus + elongated—bit <span class="pagenum"><a id="page84"></a>[pg 84]</span> her good! Having thus vindicated the correctness of his own view, he felt so amiable a satisfaction that he announced his willingness to adopt the opinion of which he had demonstrated the @@ -3641,19 +3520,15 @@ <h3>CXXX.</h3> - <div class="figleft" - style="width:40%;"> + <div class="figleft"> <a href="images/092r.jpg" - target="blank"><img width="400" - src="images/092r.jpg" - alt="Hedgehog and Hare" /></a> + target="blank"><img src="images/092r.jpg" alt="Hedgehog and Hare" style="width: 400px"></a> </div> <p>Two hedgehogs having conceived a dislike to a hare, conspired for his extinction. It was agreed between them that the lighter and more agile of the - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page85" - id="page85"></a>[pg 85]</span> two should beat him up, + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page85"></a>[pg 85]</span> two should beat him up, surround him, run him into a ditch, and drive him upon the thorns of the more gouty and unwieldy conspirator. It was not a very hopeful scheme, but it was the best they could @@ -3665,8 +3540,7 @@ of him: every time the enemy's flying detachment pressed him hard, he fled playfully toward the main body, and lightly vaulted over, about eight feet above the spines. And - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page86" - id="page86"></a>[pg 86]</span> this prickly blockhead had + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page86"></a>[pg 86]</span> this prickly blockhead had not the practical sagacity to get upon a wall seven feet and six inches high!</p> @@ -3703,8 +3577,7 @@ <p>"Life," said the scientist, in a voice smothered by the earth he was throwing up into small hills, "is - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page87" - id="page87"></a>[pg 87]</span> the harmonious action of + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page87"></a>[pg 87]</span> the harmonious action of heterogeneous but related faculties, operating in accordance with certain natural laws."</p> @@ -3744,8 +3617,7 @@ <p>"There goes that vexatious narrative again," exclaimed the lizard, pettishly; "I never had such a tail in my life! Its restless tendency to divorce upon insufficient grounds is - enough to harrow the <span class="pagenum"><a name="page88" - id="page88"></a>[pg 88]</span> reptilian soul! Now," he + enough to harrow the <span class="pagenum"><a id="page88"></a>[pg 88]</span> reptilian soul! Now," he continued, backing up to the fugitive part, "perhaps you will be good enough to resume your connection with the parent establishment."</p> @@ -3784,8 +3656,7 @@ considerable felicity for a stool."</p> <p>"Ha! look at me!" said a toadstool; "consider - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page89" - id="page89"></a>[pg 89]</span> my superior privation, and be + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page89"></a>[pg 89]</span> my superior privation, and be content with your comparatively happy lot."</p> <p>"I don't discern," replied the first, "how the contemplation @@ -3802,8 +3673,7 @@ office, my dear."</p> <p>This final fable teaches that he - is.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page90" - id="page90"></a>[pg 90]</span> + is.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page90"></a>[pg 90]</span></p> <h2>BRIEF SEASONS OF INTELLECTUAL DISSIPATION.</h2> @@ -3842,8 +3712,7 @@ <p>PH.—Let us then congratulate Solomon upon the agreement between the views of you two. However, I twig your intent: he means a wicked sinner; and - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page91" - id="page91"></a>[pg 91]</span> of all forms of folly there + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page91"></a>[pg 91]</span> of all forms of folly there is none so great as wicked sinning. For goodness is, in the end, more conducive to personal happiness—which is the sole aim of man.</p> @@ -3855,7 +3724,7 @@ <p>F.—Instructed I sit at thy feet!</p> <p>PH.—Unwilling to instruct, I stand on my head.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—You say personal happiness is the sole aim of man.</p> @@ -3874,7 +3743,7 @@ <p>F.—Wisdom, they say, is of no country.</p> <p>PH.—Of none that I have seen.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—Let us return to our subject—the sole aim of mankind. Crack me these nuts. (1) The man, never weary of @@ -3898,8 +3767,7 @@ martyrdom?</p> <p>PH.—He goes - joyfully.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page92" - id="page92"></a>[pg 92]</span> + joyfully.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page92"></a>[pg 92]</span></p> <p>F.—And yet—</p> @@ -3910,7 +3778,7 @@ <p>PH.—Unhappy pupil! you were born some centuries too early.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—You say you detest foreigners. Why?</p> @@ -3920,7 +3788,7 @@ <p>PH.—Excellent fool! I thank thee for the better reason.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>PHILOSOPHER.—I have been thinking of the <i>pocopo</i>.</p> @@ -3953,13 +3821,12 @@ <p>PH.—Certainly not.</p> - <p>F.—Why not?</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page93" - id="page93"></a>[pg 93]</span> + <p>F.—Why not?</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page93"></a>[pg 93]</span></p> <p>PH.—I do not know.</p> <p>F.—Excellent philosopher!</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—I have attentively considered your teachings. They may be full of wisdom; they are certainly out of @@ -3979,7 +3846,7 @@ <p>PH.—Why must I?</p> <p>F.—They say so themselves.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>PHILOSOPHER.—I have been thinking why a dolt is called a donkey.</p> @@ -4000,7 +3867,7 @@ <p>F.—That I, unworthy, should have lived to see this day!</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>II.</h3> @@ -4013,15 +3880,14 @@ <p>D.—True; man is overworked.</p> <p>F.—Let him take a - pill.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page94" - id="page94"></a>[pg 94]</span> + pill.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page94"></a>[pg 94]</span></p> <p>D.—If he like. I would not.</p> <p>F.—You are too frank: take a fool's advice.</p> <p>D.—Thank thee for the nastier prescription.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—I have a friend who—</p> @@ -4046,7 +3912,7 @@ <p>F.—He is himself the diet.</p> <p>D.—How simple!</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—Believe you a man retains his intellect after decapitation?</p> @@ -4061,7 +3927,7 @@ <p>F.—For example?</p> <p>D.—He is in a false position.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—What is the most satisfactory disease?</p> @@ -4072,8 +3938,7 @@ <p>D.—It does not encourage familiarity. Paralysis of the thoracic duct enables the patient to accept as many invitations to dinner as he can secure, without danger of spoiling his - appetite.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page95" - id="page95"></a>[pg 95]</span> + appetite.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page95"></a>[pg 95]</span></p> <p>F.—But how long does his appetite last?</p> @@ -4087,7 +3952,7 @@ creation!</p> <p>F.—Pitch it a biscuit.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—You attend a patient. He gets well. Good! How do you tell whether his recovery is because of your treatment or @@ -4107,7 +3972,7 @@ <p>F.—Amiable instructor! How shall I reward thee?</p> <p>D.—Eat a cucumber cut up in shilling claret.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>DOCTOR.—The relation between a patient and his disease is the same as that which obtains between the two wooden @@ -4128,9 +3993,8 @@ <p>D.—Done!</p> <p>F.—You have won the wager.</p> - <hr /> - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page96" - id="page96"></a>[pg 96]</span> + <hr > + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page96"></a>[pg 96]</span> <p>FOOL.—I once read the report of an actual conversation upon a scientific subject between a fool and a physician.</p> @@ -4149,7 +4013,7 @@ had been taken with orthography.</p> <p>D.—You tumour!</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—Suppose you had amongst your menials an ailing oyster?</p> @@ -4175,15 +4039,14 @@ diagnosis.</p> <p>F.—Beast! Give me air!</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>DOCTOR.—I have been thinking—</p> <p>FOOL.—(Liar!)</p> <p>D.—That you "come out" rather well for a - fool.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page97" - id="page97"></a>[pg 97]</span> + fool.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page97"></a>[pg 97]</span></p> <p>Can it be that I have been entertaining an angel unawares?</p> @@ -4196,7 +4059,7 @@ <p>F.—Speak to your guest of symptomatic diagnosis. If he is an angel, he will not resent it.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>III.</h3> @@ -4233,11 +4096,10 @@ <p>F.—But why rob when stealing is more honourable?</p> <p>S.—Consider the competition.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—Sir Cut-throat, how many orphans have you made - to-day?</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page98" - id="page98"></a>[pg 98]</span> + to-day?</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page98"></a>[pg 98]</span></p> <p>SOLDIER.—The devil an orphan! Have you a family?</p> @@ -4251,7 +4113,7 @@ <p>S.—And why, pray, have <i>you</i> not enlisted?</p> <p>F.—I should be no fool if I knew.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—You are somewhat indebted to me.</p> @@ -4283,7 +4145,7 @@ his—! I say no more.</p> <p>F.—You have said enough; there would be war.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>SOLDIER.—Why wear a cap and bells?</p> @@ -4295,8 +4157,7 @@ <p>F.—A helmet and feather.</p> <p>S.—G "hang a calf-skin on those recreant - limbs."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page99" - id="page99"></a>[pg 99]</span> + limbs."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page99"></a>[pg 99]</span></p> <p>F.—'T is only wisdom should be bound in calf.</p> @@ -4315,7 +4176,7 @@ <p>F.—You would soon strip off its hide to make harness and trappings withal. No one thinks how much conquerors owe to cows.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—Tell me, hero, what is strategy?</p> @@ -4333,7 +4194,7 @@ <p>F. (<i>from a distance</i>)—Shall I summon an army, or a sexton? And will you have it of bronze, or marble?</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>FOOL.—When you have gained a great victory, how much of the glory goes to the horse whose back you bestrode?</p> @@ -4348,8 +4209,7 @@ These be curious allies.</p> <p>S.—What stuff a fool may talk! No true soldier - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page100" - id="page100"></a>[pg 100]</span> would pit a serpent against + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page100"></a>[pg 100]</span> would pit a serpent against a brave enemy. These worms were <i>sailors</i>.</p> <p>F.—A nice distinction, truly! Did you ever, my most @@ -4376,7 +4236,7 @@ <p>F.—But they might have taken and sacked the city.</p> <p>S.—The selfish gluttons!</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <p>SOLDIER.—Your presumption grows intolerable; I'll hold no further parley with thee.</p> @@ -4396,8 +4256,7 @@ rubbish outside from getting at the rubbish inside.</p> <p>S.—Egad! I'll part thy - hair!</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page101" - id="page101"></a>[pg 101]</span> + hair!</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page101"></a>[pg 101]</span></p> <h2>DIVERS TALES.</h2> @@ -4426,8 +4285,7 @@ what—is good to begin the new debauch with). Seeing the lion eyeing him, he began hastily to pencil his last will and testament upon the rocky - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page102" - id="page102"></a>[pg 102]</span> floor of the den. What was + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page102"></a>[pg 102]</span> floor of the den. What was his surprise to see the lion advance amicably and extend his right forefoot! Androcles, however, was equal to the occasion: he met the friendly overture with a cordial grasp @@ -4461,21 +4319,17 @@ forest where he resided. He knocked at the open door, sent in his card, and was duly admitted to the presence of the lady, who inquired his purpose. By way of "defining his position" he - held up his foot, <span class="pagenum"><a name="page103" - id="page103"></a>[pg 103]</span> and snuffled very + held up his foot, <span class="pagenum"><a id="page103"></a>[pg 103]</span> and snuffled very dolorously. The lady adjusted her spectacles, took the paw in her lap (she, too, had heard the tale of Androcles), and, after a close scrutiny, - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page104" - id="page104"></a>[pg 104]</span> discovered the thorn, + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page104"></a>[pg 104]</span> discovered the thorn, which, as delicately as possible, she extracted, the patient making wry faces and howling dismally the while.</p> <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> - <a href="images/110.jpg"><img width="439" - src="images/110.jpg" - alt="Widow and Bear" /></a> + <a href="images/110.jpg"><img src="images/110.jpg" alt="Widow and Bear" style="width: 439px"></a> </div> <p>When it was all over, and she had assured him there was no @@ -4507,8 +4361,7 @@ <p>He now came every day; he was so old a friend that the formality of extracting the thorn was no longer observed; it would have contributed nothing to the good understanding that - existed between <span class="pagenum"><a name="page105" - id="page105"></a>[pg 105]</span> him and the widow. He + existed between <span class="pagenum"><a id="page105"></a>[pg 105]</span> him and the widow. He thought that three or four instances of Good Samaritanism afforded ample matter for perpetual gratitude. His constant visits were bad for the live stock of the farm; for some @@ -4540,8 +4393,7 @@ expostulate. In this she was perfectly successful: the animal permitted her to expostulate as long as she liked. Then he ate the lamb and pigeon, took in a dish-cloth or two, and - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page106" - id="page106"></a>[pg 106]</span> went away just as + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page106"></a>[pg 106]</span> went away just as contentedly as if she had not uttered a word.</p> <p>Nothing edible now stood between her little daughters and @@ -4552,7 +4404,7 @@ from her seat and shut the door. It was singular what a difference it made; she always remembered it after that, and wished she had thought of it before.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>THE SETTING SACHEM.</h3> @@ -4600,8 +4452,7 @@ <p>But no one was "speaking a piece" to that sun,</p> <p>And therefore this Medicine Man - begun:</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page107" - id="page107"></a>[pg 107]</span> + begun:</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page107"></a>[pg 107]</span></p> </div> <div class="stanza"> @@ -4651,7 +4502,7 @@ <p>The world it is rid of his speeches and him.</p> </div> </div> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>FEODORA.</h3> @@ -4664,8 +4515,7 @@ of domestic virtues, but she had a daughter who reflected but little credit upon the nest. Feodora was indeed a "bad egg"—a very wicked and ungrateful - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page108" - id="page108"></a>[pg 108]</span> egg. You could see she was + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page108"></a>[pg 108]</span> egg. You could see she was by her face. The girl had the most vicious countenance—it was repulsive! It was a face in which boldness struggled for the supremacy with cunning, and both @@ -4699,14 +4549,11 @@ <p>The foregoing particulars I have from Madame Yonsmit herself; for those immediately subjoining I am indebted to the detective, a skilful officer named - Bowstr.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page109" - id="page109"></a>[pg 109]</span> + Bowstr.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page109"></a>[pg 109]</span></p> <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> - <a href="images/116.jpg"><img width="500" - src="images/116.jpg" - alt="Feodora and Madame Yonsmit" /></a> + <a href="images/116.jpg"><img src="images/116.jpg" alt="Feodora and Madame Yonsmit" style="width: 500px"></a> </div> <p>No sooner had the scraggy old hag communicated her @@ -4720,8 +4567,7 @@ and took into custody a clergyman who resembled Feodora in respect of wearing shoes. After these formal preliminaries he took up the case with some zeal. He was not at - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page110" - id="page110"></a>[pg 110]</span> all actuated by a desire to + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page110"></a>[pg 110]</span> all actuated by a desire to obtain the reward, but by pure love of justice. The thought of securing the girl's private hoard for himself never for a moment entered his head.</p> @@ -4755,8 +4601,7 @@ dislike deepened into disgust; and but for apprehensions not wholly unconnected with a certain crutch, she would have sent him about his business in short order. More than - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page111" - id="page111"></a>[pg 111]</span> a thousand million times + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page111"></a>[pg 111]</span> a thousand million times she told him to be off and leave her alone, but men are such fools—particularly this one.</p> @@ -4784,7 +4629,7 @@ she positively would <i>not</i> descend. So she employed me to cut her throat. It was the toughest throat I ever cut in all my life.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>THE LEGEND OF IMMORTAL TRUTH.</h3> @@ -4799,8 +4644,7 @@ <p>As ever distended the girdle of priest</p> <p class="i2">With 'spread of religion,' or 'inward - grace.'</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page112" - id="page112"></a>[pg 112]</span> + grace.'</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page112"></a>[pg 112]</span></p> <p>To my den I conveyed her,</p> @@ -4876,8 +4720,7 @@ <p class="i2">With easy grace for one deceased,</p> <p class="i2">Upreared her - head,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page113" - id="page113"></a>[pg 113]</span> + head,</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page113"></a>[pg 113]</span></p> <p class="i2">Looked round, and said,</p> @@ -4891,9 +4734,7 @@ <div class="stanza"> <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> - <a href="images/120.jpg"><img width="600" - src="images/120.jpg" - alt="Dead Goat Emerging from Den" /></a> + <a href="images/120.jpg"><img src="images/120.jpg" alt="Dead Goat Emerging from Den" style="width: 600px"></a> </div> </div> @@ -4922,8 +4763,7 @@ <p>From off the pegs where Bruin threw it,</p> <p>And o'er her quaking body drew - it;</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page114" - id="page114"></a>[pg 114]</span> + it;</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page114"></a>[pg 114]</span></p> <p>Nor how each act could so befall:</p> @@ -4993,9 +4833,8 @@ <p>Will get her up and about again.</p> </div> </div> - <hr /> - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page115" - id="page115"></a>[pg 115]</span> + <hr > + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page115"></a>[pg 115]</span> <h3>CONVERTING A PRODIGAL.</h3> @@ -5027,8 +4866,7 @@ behest of a drover. He would carry water to the lions of a travelling menagerie, or do anything, for gain. He was sharp-witted too: before conveying a drop of comfort to the - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page116" - id="page116"></a>[pg 116]</span> parching king of beasts, he + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page116"></a>[pg 116]</span> parching king of beasts, he would stipulate for six-pence instead of the usual free ticket—or "tasting order," so to speak. He cared not a button for the show.</p> @@ -5062,8 +4900,7 @@ <p>His unthrifty brother, meanwhile, kept growing worse and worse. He was so careless of wealth—so - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page117" - id="page117"></a>[pg 117]</span> so wastefully extravagant + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page117"></a>[pg 117]</span> so wastefully extravagant of lucre—that Johnny felt it his duty at times to clandestinely assume control of the fraternal finances, lest the habit of squandering should wreck the fraternal moral @@ -5101,8 +4938,7 @@ convened the entire family, and,</p> <p>"Johnny," said he, "do you think you have much - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page118" - id="page118"></a>[pg 118]</span> money in your bank? You + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page118"></a>[pg 118]</span> money in your bank? You ought to have saved a considerable sum in nine years."</p> <p>Johnny took the alarm in a minute: perhaps there was some @@ -5137,14 +4973,13 @@ <p>Of course restitution was out of the question; and even Johnny felt that any merely temporal punishment would be weakly - inadequate to the <span class="pagenum"><a name="page119" - id="page119"></a>[pg 119]</span> demands of justice. But + inadequate to the <span class="pagenum"><a id="page119"></a>[pg 119]</span> demands of justice. But that night, in the dead silence of his chamber, Johnny registered a great and solemn swear that so soon as he could worry together a little capital, he would fling his feeble remaining energies into the spendthrift business. And he did so.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>FOUR JACKS AND A KNAVE.</h3> @@ -5171,8 +5006,7 @@ <p>Hans meant well; but he had a hobby—a hobby that he did not ride: that does not express it: it rode him. It spurred him so hard, that the poor - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page120" - id="page120"></a>[pg 120]</span> wretch could not pause a + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page120"></a>[pg 120]</span> wretch could not pause a minute to see what he was putting into his mill. This hobby was the purchase of jackasses. He expended all his income in this diversion, and his mill was fairly sinking under its @@ -5207,8 +5041,7 @@ <p>Hans was delighted. He had not the least doubt in the world that Joe had stolen them; but it was - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page121" - id="page121"></a>[pg 121]</span> a fixed principle with him + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page121"></a>[pg 121]</span> a fixed principle with him never to let a donkey go away and say he was a hard man to deal with. He at once brought out and delivered the oats. Jo gravely examined the quality, and placing a sack across each @@ -5216,9 +5049,7 @@ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> - <a href="images/128.jpg"><img width="462" - src="images/128.jpg" - alt="Hans, Joseph and Three Asses" /></a> + <a href="images/128.jpg"><img src="images/128.jpg" alt="Hans, Joseph and Three Asses" style="width: 462px"></a> </div> <p>When he had gone, it occurred to Hans that he had less oats @@ -5227,9 +5058,8 @@ <p>"Tuyfel!" he exclaimed, scratching his pow; "I puy dot yackasses, und I don't vos god 'im so mooch as I didn't haf 'im before—ain't it?"</p> - <hr /> - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page122" - id="page122"></a>[pg 122]</span> + <hr > + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page122"></a>[pg 122]</span> <p>Very much to his comfort it was, therefore, to see Jo come by next day leading the same animals.</p> @@ -5273,8 +5103,7 @@ and I 'll bring back your oats on 'em."</p> <p>Joseph was beginning to despair; but no - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page123" - id="page123"></a>[pg 123]</span> objection being made, he + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page123"></a>[pg 123]</span> objection being made, he loaded up the grain, and made off with his docile caravan. In a half-hour he returned with the donkeys, but of course without anything else.</p> @@ -5320,14 +5149,13 @@ <p>Hans stood for some moments gazing after him with a complacent smile making his fat face ridiculous. - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page124" - id="page124"></a>[pg 124]</span> Then turning to his + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page124"></a>[pg 124]</span> Then turning to his mill-stones, he shook his head with an air of intense self-satisfaction:</p> <p>"Py donner! Dot Yo Garfey bees a geen, shmard yockey, but he gonnot spiel me svoppin' yackasses!"</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>DR. DEADWOOD, I PRESUME.</h3> @@ -5363,8 +5191,7 @@ <p>I did as requested; that is, I took the cheque. Having supplied myself with such luxuries as were - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page125" - id="page125"></a>[pg 125]</span> absolutely necessary, I + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page125"></a>[pg 125]</span> absolutely necessary, I retired to my lodgings. Upon my table in the centre of the room were spread some clean white sheets of foolscap, and sat a bottle of black ink. It was a good omen: the virgin @@ -5400,8 +5227,7 @@ <p>It may have related to America, but I could not afford to hazard all upon a guess. I made a wide <i>détour</i> by way of the coal-scuttle, and skirted painfully - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page126" - id="page126"></a>[pg 126]</span> along the sideboard. All + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page126"></a>[pg 126]</span> along the sideboard. All this consumed so much time that my pipe expired in gloom, and I went back to the hearthrug to get a match off the chimney-piece. Having done so, I stepped over to the table @@ -5431,7 +5257,7 @@ <p>HE DID NOT DENY IT!</p> <p>The rest is known to the public.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>NUT-CRACKING.</h3> @@ -5440,21 +5266,16 @@ affection—unopened.</p> <p>In the matter of back-hair the Lady Capilla was - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page127" - id="page127"></a>[pg 127]</span> blessed even beyond her + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page127"></a>[pg 127]</span> blessed even beyond her deserts. Her natural pigtail was so intolerably long that she employed two pages to look after it when she walked out; the one a few yards behind her, the other at the extreme end of the line. Their names were Dan and Beersheba, respectively.</p> - <div class="figleft" - style="width:40%;"> - <a href="images/134.jpg"><img width="408" - src="images/134.jpg" - alt="Prince Champou and Lady Capilla" /></a> - </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page128" - id="page128"></a>[pg 128]</span> + <div class="figleft"> + <a href="images/134.jpg"><img src="images/134.jpg" alt="Prince Champou and Lady Capilla" style="width: 408px"></a> + </div><span class="pagenum"><a id="page128"></a>[pg 128]</span> <p>Aside from salaries to these dependents, and quite apart from the consideration of macassar, the possession of all this @@ -5493,8 +5314,7 @@ <p>This comparison seems to me a very fine one, but tastes differ, and to the Lady Capilla it seemed quite the reverse. Rising indignantly, she marched away, her queue running in - through the window <span class="pagenum"><a name="page129" - id="page129"></a>[pg 129]</span> and gradually tapering off + through the window <span class="pagenum"><a id="page129"></a>[pg 129]</span> and gradually tapering off the interview, as it were. Prince Champou saw that he had missed his opportunity, and resolved to repair his error. Straightway he forged an order on Beersheba for thirty yards @@ -5527,8 +5347,7 @@ Capilla entered, these instinctively fell into two lines, and she passed down the space between, with her little tail behind her. As the end of the latter came into the room, the wigs of - the two gentlemen <span class="pagenum"><a name="page130" - id="page130"></a>[pg 130]</span> nearest the door leaped off + the two gentlemen <span class="pagenum"><a id="page130"></a>[pg 130]</span> nearest the door leaped off to join their parent stem. In their haste to recover them the two gentlemen bent eagerly forward, knocking their shining pows together with a vehemence that shattered them @@ -5544,7 +5363,7 @@ <p>It was merry to see the Lady Capilla floating through the mazy dance that night, with all those wigs fighting for their old places in her pigtail.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>THE MAGICIAN'S LITTLE JOKE.</h3> @@ -5560,8 +5379,7 @@ in the manner of her country, as many arms as she had any use for, inasmuch as she was not required to hold baby. But all these charms were only so many objective points for the - operations <span class="pagenum"><a name="page131" - id="page131"></a>[pg 131]</span> of the paternal cudgel; for + operations <span class="pagenum"><a id="page131"></a>[pg 131]</span> of the paternal cudgel; for this father of hers was a hard, unfeeling man, who had no bowels of compassion for his bludgeon. He would put it to work early, and keep it going all day; and when it was worn @@ -5595,8 +5413,7 @@ moment she became riotously enamoured of him; and the reader may accept either the scientific or the popular explanation, according to the bent of his - mind.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page132" - id="page132"></a>[pg 132]</span> + mind.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page132"></a>[pg 132]</span></p> <p>She at once asked the giant in marriage, and obtained the consent of his parents by betraying her father into their @@ -5632,8 +5449,7 @@ considerable quantity—sent by some good magician, who owed the giant a grudge, to pilot her out of the forest. Nothing could exceed her joy at this - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page133" - id="page133"></a>[pg 133]</span> discovery: she whistled a + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page133"></a>[pg 133]</span> discovery: she whistled a dirge, sang a Latin hymn, and preached a funeral discourse all in one breath. Such were the artless methods by which the full heart in the fifteenth century was compelled to @@ -5643,11 +5459,8 @@ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> - <a href="images/140.jpg"><img width="404" - src="images/140.jpg" - alt="Simprella and Gazelle" /></a> - </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page134" - id="page134"></a>[pg 134]</span> + <a href="images/140.jpg"><img src="images/140.jpg" alt="Simprella and Gazelle" style="width: 404px"></a> + </div><span class="pagenum"><a id="page134"></a>[pg 134]</span> <p>All would now have been well, but for the fact that it was not. In following her deliverer, Simprella observed that his @@ -5681,9 +5494,8 @@ went down into his boots, at the sight of a fair young spectre leading a blind phantom through the silent glades. I saw them there in 1860, while I was gunning. I shot them.</p> - <hr /> - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page135" - id="page135"></a>[pg 135]</span> + <hr > + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page135"></a>[pg 135]</span> <h3>SEAFARING.</h3> @@ -5717,8 +5529,7 @@ <p>Being thus summarily set ashore, I determined that I would be independent of common carriers destitute of common courtesy. I purchased a wooden box, just large enough to admit one, and - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page136" - id="page136"></a>[pg 136]</span> not transferable. I lay + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page136"></a>[pg 136]</span> not transferable. I lay down in this, double-locked it on the outside, and carrying it to the river, launched it upon the watery waste. The box, I soon discovered, had an hereditary tendency to turn over. @@ -5749,16 +5560,13 @@ I had kept down by drinking it as it rose about my lips, began to run out at the hole I had scuttled, faster than it could be admitted at the one in the stern; and in a few moments the - bottom was <span class="pagenum"><a name="page137" - id="page137"></a>[pg 137]</span> so dry you might have + bottom was <span class="pagenum"><a id="page137"></a>[pg 137]</span> so dry you might have lighted a match upon it, if you had been there, and obtained the captain's permission.</p> <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> - <a href="images/144.jpg"><img width="600" - src="images/144.jpg" - alt="Box Floating, Hand In View" /></a> + <a href="images/144.jpg"><img src="images/144.jpg" alt="Box Floating, Hand In View" style="width: 600px"></a> </div> <p>I was all right now. I had got into San Pablo Bay, where it @@ -5772,8 +5580,7 @@ disagreeable voices as these people had would have tortured an ear of corn. I felt as if I would like to step out and beat them soft-headed with a club; - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page138" - id="page138"></a>[pg 138]</span> though of course I had not + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page138"></a>[pg 138]</span> though of course I had not the heart to do so while the padlock held fast.</p> <p>The reader, if he is obliging, will remember that there was @@ -5803,8 +5610,7 @@ although the State Ichthyologer assured them that he had put some eels' eggs into the head waters of the Sacramento River not two weeks previously. But the country was very beautiful at - that time of the <span class="pagenum"><a name="page139" - id="page139"></a>[pg 139]</span> year, and the people would + that time of the <span class="pagenum"><a id="page139"></a>[pg 139]</span> year, and the people would not wait. So when the explosion really occurred, there wasn't anybody in the vicinity to witness it. It was a stupendous explosion all the same, as the unhappy gymnotus @@ -5816,7 +5622,7 @@ danger. As it was, my little bark was carried out into the broad Pacific, and sank in ten thousand fathoms of the coldest water!—it makes my teeth chatter to relate it!</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>TONY ROLLO'S CONCLUSION.</h3> @@ -5836,8 +5642,7 @@ until he had more than picked up a hickory cudgel before tacitly admitting the correctness of the riper judgment. Had the old gentleman commanded the digging of seven - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page140" - id="page140"></a>[pg 140]</span> graves, and the fabrication + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page140"></a>[pg 140]</span> graves, and the fabrication of seven board coffins to match, these necessaries would have been provided with unquestioning alacrity.</p> @@ -5869,8 +5674,7 @@ forbade all allusion to the matter, lest the young man should have a convulsion. It was clear enough, however, that the subject of Tony's meditation was "more than average - inter<i>est</i>in'," as <span class="pagenum"><a name="page141" - id="page141"></a>[pg 141]</span> his father phrased it; for + inter<i>est</i>in'," as <span class="pagenum"><a id="page141"></a>[pg 141]</span> his father phrased it; for sometimes he would give it so grave consideration that observers would double their anxiety about the safety of his head, which he seemed in danger of snapping off with solemn @@ -5903,8 +5707,7 @@ Indian corn given by a grateful neighbour whose cow he had once pulled out of the mire, and the hounds thinking how cheerfully they would have assisted him had Nature - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page142" - id="page142"></a>[pg 142]</span> kindly made them + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page142"></a>[pg 142]</span> kindly made them graminivorous. Suddenly Tony spake.</p> <p>"Father," said he, looking straight across the top of the @@ -5944,12 +5747,11 @@ business.</p> <p>"I've studied it all over, father; I've looked at - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page143" - id="page143"></a>[pg 143]</span> it from every side; I've + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page143"></a>[pg 143]</span> it from every side; I've been through it with a lantern! And I've come to the conclusion that, seeing as I'm the oldest, it's about time I was beginning to think of getting married!"</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>NO CHARGE FOR ATTENDANCE.</h3> @@ -5977,8 +5779,7 @@ <p>Now, iron is very hard; it requires more rubbing than any other metal. I once chafed a Genie out of - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page144" - id="page144"></a>[pg 144]</span> an anvil, but I was quite + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page144"></a>[pg 144]</span> an anvil, but I was quite weary before I got him all out; the slightest irritation of a leaden water-pipe would have fetched the same Genie out of it like a rat from his hole. But having planted all his @@ -6013,20 +5814,16 @@ beneath his breath in some unknown tongue, probably Arabic—in which, however, his master thought he could distinguish the words "roast" and "boiled" with significant - frequency. <span class="pagenum"><a name="page145" - id="page145"></a>[pg 145]</span> This Genie must have served + frequency. <span class="pagenum"><a id="page145"></a>[pg 145]</span> This Genie must have served last in the capacity of cook.</p> <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> - <a href="images/152.jpg"><img width="352" - src="images/152.jpg" - alt="Farmer, Wife and Genie" /></a> + <a href="images/152.jpg"><img src="images/152.jpg" alt="Farmer, Wife and Genie" style="width: 352px"></a> </div> <p>This was a gratifying discovery: for the next four - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page146" - id="page146"></a>[pg 146]</span> months or so there would be + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page146"></a>[pg 146]</span> months or so there would be nothing to do about the farm; the Slave could prepare the family meals during the winter, and in the spring go regularly to work. Schneider was too shrewd to risk @@ -6060,8 +5857,7 @@ perceptibly vanish any. Moreover, he had not vanished next morning; he had risen with the lark, and was preparing breakfast, having made his estimates upon a - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page147" - id="page147"></a>[pg 147]</span> basis of most immoderate + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page147"></a>[pg 147]</span> basis of most immoderate consumption. To this he soon sat down with the same catholicity of appetite that had distinguished him the previous evening. Having bolted this preposterous breakfast @@ -6091,7 +5887,7 @@ <div class="figleft" style="padding:0"> <img src="images/pointer.png" - alt="pointer" /> + alt="pointer"> </div> <p>LOST, strayed, or stolen, from Herr Schaackhofer's Grand @@ -6102,8 +5898,7 @@ disposition. Answers to the nickname of Fritz Sneddeker. Any one returning him to Herr Schaackhofer will receive Seven Thalers Reward, and no questions asked.</p> - </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page148" - id="page148"></a>[pg 148]</span> + </div><span class="pagenum"><a id="page148"></a>[pg 148]</span> <p>It was a tempting offer, but they did not go back for the giant. But he was afterwards discovered sleeping sweetly upon @@ -6111,7 +5906,7 @@ boxes. Being secured he was found to be too fat for egress by the door. So the house was pulled down to let him out; and that is how it happens to be in ruins now.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>PERNICKETTY'S FRIGHT.</h3> @@ -6138,8 +5933,7 @@ party stirred the fire till it sent up a tall flame, widening the black circle shutting us in on all sides. Again rose the faint far cry, and was answered - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page149" - id="page149"></a>[pg 149]</span> by one fainter and more far + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page149"></a>[pg 149]</span> by one fainter and more far in the opposite quarter. Then another, and yet another, struck in—a dozen, a hundred all at once; and in three minutes the whole invisible outer world seemed to consist @@ -6178,8 +5972,7 @@ hundred to one they carry bows and arrows?"</p> <p>Here one or two old hunters on the opposite side - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page150" - id="page150"></a>[pg 150]</span> of the fire, who had not + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page150"></a>[pg 150]</span> of the fire, who had not caught Dan's precautionary wink, laughed good-humouredly, and made derisive comments. At this Dan seemed much vexed, and getting up, he strode over to them to argue it out. It @@ -6216,8 +6009,7 @@ <p>"No," pursued the implacable Dan, "these <i>can't</i> be Injuns; for if they were, we should, perhaps, hear an owl or two among them. The chiefs sometimes - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page151" - id="page151"></a>[pg 151]</span> hoot, owl-fashion, just to + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page151"></a>[pg 151]</span> hoot, owl-fashion, just to let the rabble know they're standing up to the work like men, and to show where they are."</p> @@ -6252,8 +6044,7 @@ yelling—it chills my marrow to write of it!</p> <p>Old Nick vanished like a dream; and long before - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page152" - id="page152"></a>[pg 152]</span> we could find our tools and + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page152"></a>[pg 152]</span> we could find our tools and get to work we heard the desultory reports of his pistols exploding in his holsters, as his pony measured off the darkness between us and safety.</p> @@ -6279,15 +6070,14 @@ Dan would have finished that last word; he may have meant "felicity"—he may have meant "fire." It is nobody's business.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>JUNIPER.</h3> <p>He was a dwarf, was Juniper. About the time of his birth Nature was executing a large order for prime giants, and had need of all her materials. - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page153" - id="page153"></a>[pg 153]</span> Juniper infested the wooded + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page153"></a>[pg 153]</span> Juniper infested the wooded interior of Norway, and dwelt in a cave—a miserable hole in which a blind bat in a condition of sempiternal torpor would have declined to hibernate, rent-free. Juniper @@ -6320,8 +6110,7 @@ everybody was too busy to stop, but in his blind terror the dwarf would single out some luckless wight—commonly some well-dressed person; Juniper instinctively sought the - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page154" - id="page154"></a>[pg 154]</span> protection of the + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page154"></a>[pg 154]</span> protection of the aristocracy—getting behind him, ducking between his legs, surrounding him, dancing through him—doing anything to save the paltry flitch of his own bacon. @@ -6355,12 +6144,10 @@ <p>Now there resided in a small village near by, a brace of twins; little orphan girls, named Jalap and Ginseng. Their considerate neighbours had told them such pleasing tales about - the bear that they <span class="pagenum"><a name="page155" - id="page155"></a>[pg 155]</span> decided to leave the + the bear that they <span class="pagenum"><a id="page155"></a>[pg 155]</span> decided to leave the country. So they got their valuables together in a box and set out. They met Juniper! He approached to inform them it - was a <span class="pagenum"><a name="page156" - id="page156"></a>[pg 156]</span> fine morning, when the + was a <span class="pagenum"><a id="page156"></a>[pg 156]</span> fine morning, when the great beast of a bear "rose like the steam of rich distilled perfume" from the earth in front of them, and made a mouth at him. Juniper did not run, as might have been expected; he @@ -6375,9 +6162,7 @@ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> - <a href="images/162.jpg"><img width="424" - src="images/162.jpg" - alt="Bear, Juniper and Twins" /></a> + <a href="images/162.jpg"><img src="images/162.jpg" alt="Bear, Juniper and Twins" style="width: 424px"></a> </div> <p>The thankful but disgusted Ginseng continued her emigration, @@ -6400,8 +6185,7 @@ "I felt that I could lay my finger on the best-trained bear in Christendom." But with praiseworthy moderation she controlled herself and didn't do it; she just stood still and allowed the - beast to proceed. <span class="pagenum"><a name="page157" - id="page157"></a>[pg 157]</span> Having stored all the + beast to proceed. <span class="pagenum"><a id="page157"></a>[pg 157]</span> Having stored all the jewels in his capacious mouth, he began taking in the valuable papers. First some title-deeds disappeared; then some railway bonds; presently a roll of rent-receipts. All @@ -6429,14 +6213,13 @@ value. It was a mystery what Juniper had done with his ill-gotten valuables. The police confessed it was a mystery!</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>FOLLOWING THE SEA.</h3> <p>At the time of "the great earthquake of '68," I was at Arica, Peru. I have not a map by me, and - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page158" - id="page158"></a>[pg 158]</span> am not certain that Arica + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page158"></a>[pg 158]</span> am not certain that Arica is not in Chili, but it can't make much difference; there was earthquake all along there. As nearly as I can remember it occured in August—about the middle of August, 1869 @@ -6469,8 +6252,7 @@ legs as we toiled past them, and we were constantly slipping down upon the flat fish strewn about like orange-peel on a sidewalk. Sam, too, had stuffed his shirt-front with such a - weight of Spanish <span class="pagenum"><a name="page159" - id="page159"></a>[pg 159]</span> doubloons from the wreck of + weight of Spanish <span class="pagenum"><a id="page159"></a>[pg 159]</span> doubloons from the wreck of an old galleon, that I had to help him across all the worst places. It was very dispiriting.</p> @@ -6507,8 +6289,7 @@ <p>Looking despairingly upward, I made a tolerably good beginning at thinking of all the mean actions - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page160" - id="page160"></a>[pg 160]</span> I had wrought in the flesh, + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page160"></a>[pg 160]</span> I had wrought in the flesh, when I saw projecting beyond the crest of the wave a ship's bowsprit, with a man sitting on it, reading a newspaper! Thank fortune, we were saved!</p> @@ -6542,8 +6323,7 @@ smooth vertical front of water, with the whales tumbling out all round and above us, and the sword-fishes nosing us pointedly with vulgar - curiosity.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page161" - id="page161"></a>[pg 161]</span> + curiosity.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page161"></a>[pg 161]</span></p> <p>We had no sooner set foot on deck, and got Sam disengaged from the hook, than the purser stepped up with book and @@ -6578,8 +6358,7 @@ this, we were about to go astern and fish a little, when the ship grounded on a hill-top. The captain hove out all the anchors he had about him; and when the water went swirling back - to its legal level, <span class="pagenum"><a name="page162" - id="page162"></a>[pg 162]</span> taking the town along for + to its legal level, <span class="pagenum"><a id="page162"></a>[pg 162]</span> taking the town along for company, there we were, in the midst of a charming agricultural country, but at some distance from any sea-port.</p> @@ -6603,7 +6382,7 @@ <i>that</i>. Shows how much <i>you</i> know about earthquakes. 'Course, I didn't mean just this continent, nor just this earth: I tell you, the <i>whole thing's</i> turned!"</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>A TALE OF SPANISH VENGEANCE.</h3> @@ -6616,8 +6395,7 @@ that curse of Spanish pride which will not permit one to be a burden upon the man who may happen to have massacred all one's relations, and set a price upon the heads of one's family - generally. He had <span class="pagenum"><a name="page163" - id="page163"></a>[pg 163]</span> made a vow never to accept + generally. He had <span class="pagenum"><a id="page163"></a>[pg 163]</span> made a vow never to accept the hospitality of Don Symposio—not if he died for it. So he pervaded the romantic dells, and the sunless jungle was infected with the sound of his guitar. He rose in the @@ -6663,8 +6441,7 @@ fine practised phrenzy of their looks, their excellently rehearsed air of apprehensive secrecy, showed him they were merely conspiring against somebody's life; and he dismissed the - matter <span class="pagenum"><a name="page164" - id="page164"></a>[pg 164]</span> from his mind until the + matter <span class="pagenum"><a id="page164"></a>[pg 164]</span> from his mind until the mention of his own name recalled his attention. One of the conspirators was urging the other to make one of a joint-stock company for the Don's assassination; but the @@ -6703,8 +6480,7 @@ <p>Hastily descending his tree, he wrapped his cloak <!--illustration moved from page 165, leaving blank page--> - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page166" - id="page166"></a>[pg 166]</span> about him and stood for + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page166"></a>[pg 166]</span> about him and stood for some time, wishing he had a poniard. Trying the temper of this upon his thumbnail, he found it much more amiable than his own. It was a keen Toledo blade—keen enough to @@ -6723,11 +6499,8 @@ and left of his course. He came down upon the unsuspecting assassins like a mild Spanish avalanche.</p> - <div class="figleft" - style="width:40%;"> - <a href="images/172.jpg"><img width="321" - src="images/172.jpg" - alt="Don Hemstitch and Conspirators" /></a> + <div class="figleft"> + <a href="images/172.jpg"><img src="images/172.jpg" alt="Don Hemstitch and Conspirators" style="width: 321px"></a> </div> <p>"<i>Senores!</i>" he thundered, with a frightful scowl and a @@ -6745,8 +6518,7 @@ brawny knees unsettled their knitted braces, and bent limply beneath their loads of incarnate wickedness swaying unsteadily above. With clenched hands and streaming eyes these wretched - men prayed silently. At <span class="pagenum"><a name="page167" - id="page167"></a>[pg 167]</span> this supreme moment an + men prayed silently. At <span class="pagenum"><a id="page167"></a>[pg 167]</span> this supreme moment an American gentleman sitting by, with his heels upon a rotted oaken stump, tilted back his chair, laid down his newspaper, and began operating upon a half-eaten apple-pie. One glance @@ -6771,7 +6543,7 @@ focused upon that apple-pie!</p> <p>That is how Spanish vengeance was balked of its issue.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>MRS. DENNISON'S HEAD.</h3> @@ -6779,8 +6551,7 @@ Mr. Applegarth, smiling the smile with which he always prefaced a nice old story), there was another clerk there, named Dennison—a quiet, reticent fellow, the very soul of - truth, and a <span class="pagenum"><a name="page168" - id="page168"></a>[pg 168]</span> great favourite with us + truth, and a <span class="pagenum"><a id="page168"></a>[pg 168]</span> great favourite with us all. He always wore crape on his hat, and once when asked for whom he was in mourning he replied his wife, and seemed much affected. We all expressed our sympathy as delicately @@ -6812,8 +6583,7 @@ consuming curiosity to know the truth for its own sake. Each set himself to work to elicit the dread secret in some way; and the misdirected ingenuity we developed was - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page169" - id="page169"></a>[pg 169]</span> wonderful. All sorts of + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page169"></a>[pg 169]</span> wonderful. All sorts of pious devices were resorted to to entice poor Dennison into clearing up the mystery. By a thousand indirect methods we sought to entrap him into divulging all. History, fiction, @@ -6848,8 +6618,7 @@ the doors: they always arrived together. When Dennison stepped into the room, bowing in his engaging manner to each clerk as he passed to his own desk, I confronted him, shaking - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page170" - id="page170"></a>[pg 170]</span> him warmly by the hand. At + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page170"></a>[pg 170]</span> him warmly by the hand. At that moment all the others fell to writing and figuring with unusual avidity, as if thinking of anything under the sun except Dennison's wife's head.</p> @@ -6886,8 +6655,7 @@ <p>We all promised upon our sacred honour, and collected about him with the utmost eagerness. He bent his head a moment, then raised it, quietly - saying:</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page171" - id="page171"></a>[pg 171]</span> + saying:</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page171"></a>[pg 171]</span></p> <p>"My poor wife's head was bitten off!"</p> @@ -6898,7 +6666,7 @@ went at his work.</p> <p>We went at ours.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>A FOWL WITCH.</h3> @@ -6922,8 +6690,7 @@ clamour; but there would always be one fleeter and more determined than the rest, and that one would keep up the chase with unflagging zeal clean out of - sight.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page172" - id="page172"></a>[pg 172]</span> + sight.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page172"></a>[pg 172]</span></p> <p>Upon these occasions the dame's fright was painful to behold. She would not scream—her organs of screech seemed @@ -6956,8 +6723,7 @@ managed to masticate some of the more modern portions, but was hopelessly wrecked upon the neck. From that time the poor beldame had lived under the ban of a great - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page173" - id="page173"></a>[pg 173]</span> curse. Hens took after her + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page173"></a>[pg 173]</span> curse. Hens took after her as naturally as after the soaring beetle; geese pursued her as if she were a fleeting tadpole; ducks, turkeys, and guinea fowl camped upon her trail with tireless @@ -6981,11 +6747,8 @@ presumably innocent women; and the punishment of this one was wisely postponed until the proof should be all in.</p> - <div class="figright" - style="width:40%;"> - <a href="images/182.jpg"><img width="349" - src="images/182.jpg" - alt="Hans Catches the Frau" /></a> + <div class="figright"> + <a href="images/182.jpg"><img src="images/182.jpg" alt="Hans Catches the Frau" style="width: 349px"></a> </div> <p>But in the meantime a graceless youth, named Hans @@ -6996,8 +6759,7 @@ suspicion, Hans one day followed in the rear of an exciting race between the timorous dame and an avenging pullet. They were too rapid for him; but bursting suddenly in at the lady's - door some <span class="pagenum"><a name="page174" - id="page174"></a>[pg 174]</span> fifteen minutes afterward, + door some <span class="pagenum"><a id="page174"></a>[pg 174]</span> fifteen minutes afterward, he found her in the act of placing the plucked and eviscerated Nemesis upon her cooking range. The Frau betrayed considerable confusion; and although the accusing @@ -7030,15 +6792,13 @@ if after swallowing it I felt drawn towards that lady by a strong personal attachment, I suppose that I should yield if I could not help it. And then if the lady chose to run and I - chose to <span class="pagenum"><a name="page175" - id="page175"></a>[pg 175]</span> follow, making a good deal + chose to <span class="pagenum"><a id="page175"></a>[pg 175]</span> follow, making a good deal of noise, I suppose it would look as if I were engaged in a very reprehensible pursuit, would it not? With the light I - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page176" - id="page176"></a>[pg 176]</span> have, that is the way in + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page176"></a>[pg 176]</span> have, that is the way in which the case presents itself to my intelligence; though, of course, I may be wrong.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>THE CIVIL SERVICE IN FLORIDA.</h3> @@ -7068,8 +6828,7 @@ solely that he might repair his wasted vitality by a short season of unbroken repose; for during the Presidential canvass immediately preceding his appointment he - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page177" - id="page177"></a>[pg 177]</span> had been kept awake a long + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page177"></a>[pg 177]</span> had been kept awake a long time by means of strong tea, in order to deliver an able and exhaustive political argument prepared by the candidate, who was ultimately successful in spite of it. Halsey, who had @@ -7101,8 +6860,7 @@ inquiries for him, under pretence that a ship was <i>en route</i> from Liverpool, and the collector's signature might be required for her anchoring papers. Having traced - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page178" - id="page178"></a>[pg 178]</span> him—which, owing to + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page178"></a>[pg 178]</span> him—which, owing to the meddlesome treachery of the venal natives, he was always able to do—Halsey would set off to Texas for a seed of the prickly pear, which he would plant exactly beneath the @@ -7134,8 +6892,7 @@ out for a few moments at any time, in case you do not find me in, please sit down and amuse yourself with the newspaper until I return." He knew Halsey was at his counting-house, and would - certainly come if only <span class="pagenum"><a name="page179" - id="page179"></a>[pg 179]</span> to learn what signification + certainly come if only <span class="pagenum"><a id="page179"></a>[pg 179]</span> to learn what signification a Government official attached to the word "business." Then the Colonel procured a brief candle and set it into the powder. His plan was to light the candle, dispatch a porter @@ -7148,11 +6905,11 @@ the bell-cord, to summon the porter. At this stage of his vengeance the Colonel fell into a tranquil and refreshing slumber.</p> - <hr class="short" /> + <hr class="short" > <p>There is nothing omitted here; that is merely the Colonel's present address.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>A TALE OF THE BOSPHORUS.</h3> @@ -7168,8 +6925,7 @@ all respects similar to those that existed between Cinderella and <i>her</i> sisters. Indeed, these big girls seldom read anything but the story of Cinderella; and that work, no doubt, - had its influence <span class="pagenum"><a name="page180" - id="page180"></a>[pg 180]</span> in forming their character. + had its influence <span class="pagenum"><a id="page180"></a>[pg 180]</span> in forming their character. They were always apparelling themselves in gaudy dresses from Paris, and going away to balls, leaving their meritorious little sister weeping at home in their every-day @@ -7207,8 +6963,7 @@ <p>Soon afterwards Djainan and Djulya received cards of invitation to a grand ball at the Sultan's palace, given to celebrate the arrival of a choice lot of Circassian beauties in - the market. The first <span class="pagenum"><a name="page181" - id="page181"></a>[pg 181]</span> thing the wicked sisters + the market. The first <span class="pagenum"><a id="page181"></a>[pg 181]</span> thing the wicked sisters did was to flourish these invitations triumphantly before the eyes of Pollimariar, who declared she did not believe a word of it; indeed, she professed such aggressive @@ -7242,8 +6997,7 @@ <p>Pretty soon afterwards they came to a low door, where the Sultana whistled three times and kicked at the panels. It soon yielded, disclosing two gigantic Nubian eunuchs, black as the - ace of clubs, <span class="pagenum"><a name="page182" - id="page182"></a>[pg 182]</span> who stared at first, but + ace of clubs, <span class="pagenum"><a id="page182"></a>[pg 182]</span> who stared at first, but when shown a very cleverly-executed signet-ring of paste, knocked their heads against the ground with respectful violence. Then one of them consulted a thick book, and took @@ -7286,26 +7040,21 @@ dirty portal, over which gleamed the infernal legend: "Who enters here leaves soap behind!" I wash my hands of them.</p> - <div class="figleft" - style="width:40%;"> - <a href="images/190.jpg"><img width="421" - src="images/190.jpg" - alt="Pollimariar, Her Sisters and the Sultana" /></a> + <div class="figleft"> + <a href="images/190.jpg"><img src="images/190.jpg" alt="Pollimariar, Her Sisters and the Sultana" style="width: 421px"></a> </div> <p>Next morning the following "personal" appeared in the - "Levant Herald:"</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page183" - id="page183"></a>[pg 183]</span> + "Levant Herald:"</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page183"></a>[pg 183]</span></p> <p>"P-ll-m-r-r.—All is over. The S-lt-n cleared his shelves of the old stock at midnight. If you purchased the Circ-n B-ties with the money I - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page184" - id="page184"></a>[pg 184]</span> advanced, be sure you don't + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page184"></a>[pg 184]</span> advanced, be sure you don't keep them too long on hand. Prices are sure to fall when I have done buying for the H-r-m. Meet me at time and place agreed upon, and divide profits. G—d V—r."</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>JOHN SMITH.</h3> @@ -7334,8 +7083,7 @@ and uncertain shapes as early as the sixteenth century. But that he cleared it of its overlying errors and superstitions, gave it a definite form, and shaped it into an intelligible - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page185" - id="page185"></a>[pg 185]</span> scheme, there is the + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page185"></a>[pg 185]</span> scheme, there is the strongest evidence in the fragments of twentieth-century literature that have descended to us, disfigured though they are with amazingly contradictory statements of his birth, @@ -7370,8 +7118,7 @@ he establish the principle, that in the Thirty-second Century the enlightened world was, what it has since remained, practically - Smitharchic."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page186" - id="page186"></a>[pg 186]</span> + Smitharchic."</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page186"></a>[pg 186]</span></p> <p>It may be noted here as a curious coincidence, that the same year which saw the birth of him who established rational @@ -7403,8 +7150,7 @@ contemporary notables are singularly suggestive. They call to mind the odd old custom of covering the body with "clothes;" the curious error of Copernicus and other wide - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page187" - id="page187"></a>[pg 187]</span> guesses of antique + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page187"></a>[pg 187]</span> guesses of antique "science;" the lost arts of telegramy, steam locomotion, and printing with movable types; and the exploded theory of gunpowder. They set us thinking upon the zealous idolatry @@ -7431,15 +7177,14 @@ letters A.D., which from habit we still affix to the numerals designating the age of the world, had perhaps a known signification.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>SUNDERED HEARTS.</h3> <p>Deidrick Schwackenheimer was a lusty young goatherd. He stood six feet two in his <i>sabots</i>, and there was not an ounce of superfluous bone or brain in - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page188" - id="page188"></a>[pg 188]</span> his composition. If he had + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page188"></a>[pg 188]</span> his composition. If he had a fault, it was a tendency to sleep more than was strictly necessary. The nature of his calling fostered this weakness: after being turned into some neighbour's pasture, his @@ -7471,14 +7216,11 @@ he jocundly drove his goats afield and appeared the same as usual, except that he slept a good deal more, and thought of Katrina a good deal - less.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page189" - id="page189"></a>[pg 189]</span> + less.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page189"></a>[pg 189]</span></p> <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;"> - <a href="images/196.jpg"><img width="500" - src="images/196.jpg" - alt="Katrina and Deidrick" /></a> + <a href="images/196.jpg"><img src="images/196.jpg" alt="Katrina and Deidrick" style="width: 500px"></a> </div> <p>That evening when he returned with his spraddling @@ -7492,8 +7234,7 @@ Her little brother would cry. She was engaged to Max Manglewurzzle. As each objection was stated and told off on the <i>fraülein's</i> fingers, Deidrick nodded a resigned - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page190" - id="page190"></a>[pg 190]</span> acquiescence, and at the + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page190"></a>[pg 190]</span> acquiescence, and at the finish was fast asleep. Every evening after that Deidrick proposed in perfect good faith, the girl repeated her objections with equal candour, and they were received with @@ -7526,8 +7267,7 @@ <p>The whole countryside was now taking a deep interest in the affair. The aged did not wish to die without beholding the consummation of the love they had seen bud in their youth; and - the young <span class="pagenum"><a name="page191" - id="page191"></a>[pg 191]</span> did not wish to die at all. + the young <span class="pagenum"><a id="page191"></a>[pg 191]</span> did not wish to die at all. But no one liked to interfere; it was feared that counsel to the woman would be rejected, and a thrashing to the man would be misunderstood. At last the parson took heart of @@ -7559,8 +7299,7 @@ strangled snort. The good understanding between those two hearts was for ever dissipated; neither one knew if the other were afoot or on horseback. Like the sailor's - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page192" - id="page192"></a>[pg 192]</span> thirtieth stroke with the + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page192"></a>[pg 192]</span> thirtieth stroke with the rope's-end, it was perfectly disgusting! Their meetings after this were so embarrassing that they soon ceased meeting altogether. Katrina died soon after, a miserable @@ -7574,7 +7313,7 @@ without an effort the waters of affection may be changed to gall and bitterness—I suspect you would make even more more mischief than you do now.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>THE EARLY HISTORY OF BATH.</h3> @@ -7594,8 +7333,7 @@ Gloucestershire.</p> <p>Here Bladud hired himself out to a farmer named - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page193" - id="page193"></a>[pg 193]</span> Smith, as a swineherd. But + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page193"></a>[pg 193]</span> Smith, as a swineherd. But Fate, as he expressed it in the vernacular, was "ferninst him." Leprosy is a contagious disease, within certain degrees of consanguinity, and by riding his pigs afield he @@ -7630,8 +7368,7 @@ might have been improved by soap and any water but that of Bath. Bishop Warburton had just shot the Count Du Barré in a duel with Lord Chesterfield; and Beau - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page194" - id="page194"></a>[pg 194]</span> Nash was disputing with Dr. + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page194"></a>[pg 194]</span> Nash was disputing with Dr. Johnson, at the Pelican Inn, Walcot, upon a question of lexicographical etiquette. It is necessary to learn these things in order the better to appreciate the interest of @@ -7665,8 +7402,7 @@ ingenious logic he proves the immortality of the human soul, which is good of him; but in so doing he proves, also, the immortality of the souls of snakes, mosquitos, and - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page195" - id="page195"></a>[pg 195]</span> everything else, which is + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page195"></a>[pg 195]</span> everything else, which is less commendable. Reasoning by analogy, Bladud was convinced that if these waters would cure a pig, they would cure a prince: and without waiting to see <i>how</i> they had cured @@ -7702,8 +7438,7 @@ neck.</p> <p>Writing in 1631, Dr. Jordan says: "The baths are - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page196" - id="page196"></a>[pg 196]</span> bear-gardens, where both + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page196"></a>[pg 196]</span> bear-gardens, where both sexes bathe promiscuously, while the passers-by pelt them with dead dogs, cats, and pigs; and even human creatures are hurled over the rails into the water." It is not so bad as @@ -7717,98 +7452,97 @@ <p>One hundred parts of the water contain:</p> - <table summary="" - align="center"> + <table style="text-align: center;"> <tr> - <td align="left">Brandate of Sodium</td> + <td style="text-align: left;">Brandate of Sodium</td> - <td align="right">9.50</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">9.50</td> - <td align="right">parts.</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">parts.</td> </tr> <tr> - <td align="left">Sulphuretted Hydrogen</td> + <td style="text-align: left;">Sulphuretted Hydrogen</td> - <td align="right">3.50</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">3.50</td> - <td align="center">"</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">"</td> </tr> <tr> - <td align="left">Citrate of Magnesia</td> + <td style="text-align: left;">Citrate of Magnesia</td> - <td align="right">15.00</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">15.00</td> - <td align="center">"</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">"</td> </tr> <tr> - <td align="left">Calves'-foot Jelly</td> + <td style="text-align: left;">Calves'-foot Jelly</td> - <td align="right">10.00</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">10.00</td> - <td align="center">"</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">"</td> </tr> <tr> - <td align="left">Protocarbonate of Brass</td> + <td style="text-align: left;">Protocarbonate of Brass</td> - <td align="right">11.00</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">11.00</td> - <td align="center">"</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">"</td> </tr> <tr> - <td align="left">Nitric Acid</td> + <td style="text-align: left;">Nitric Acid</td> - <td align="right">7.50</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">7.50</td> - <td align="center">"</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">"</td> </tr> <tr> - <td align="left">Devonshire Cream</td> + <td style="text-align: left;">Devonshire Cream</td> - <td align="right">6.00</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">6.00</td> - <td align="center">"</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">"</td> </tr> <tr> - <td align="left">Treaclate of Soap</td> + <td style="text-align: left;">Treaclate of Soap</td> - <td align="right">2.00</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">2.00</td> - <td align="center">"</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">"</td> </tr> <tr> - <td align="left">Robur</td> + <td style="text-align: left;">Robur</td> - <td align="right">3.50</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">3.50</td> - <td align="center">"</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">"</td> </tr> <tr> - <td align="left">Superheated Mustard</td> + <td style="text-align: left;">Superheated Mustard</td> - <td align="right">11.50</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">11.50</td> - <td align="center">"</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">"</td> </tr> <tr> - <td align="left">Frogs</td> + <td style="text-align: left;">Frogs</td> - <td align="right">20.45</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">20.45</td> - <td align="center">"</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">"</td> </tr> <tr> - <td align="left">Traces of Guano, Leprosy, + <td style="text-align: left;">Traces of Guano, Leprosy, Picallilly, </td> <td></td> @@ -7817,17 +7551,17 @@ </tr> <tr> - <td align="center">and Scotch Whiskey</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">and Scotch Whiskey</td> - <td align="right">.05</td> + <td style="text-align: right;">.05</td> - <td align="center">"</td> + <td style="text-align: center;">"</td> </tr> </table> <p>Temperature of the four baths, 117 degrees each—or 468 altogether.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>THE FOLLOWING DORG.</h3> @@ -7838,8 +7572,7 @@ Jerusalem, but it might more properly have been Dan-to-Beersheba. He was not a fascinating dog to look at; you can buy a handsomer dog in any shop than this one. He had - neither a graceful <span class="pagenum"><a name="page197" - id="page197"></a>[pg 197]</span> exterior nor an engaging + neither a graceful <span class="pagenum"><a id="page197"></a>[pg 197]</span> exterior nor an engaging address. On the contrary, his exceptional plainness had passed into a local proverb; and such was the inbred coarseness of his demeanour, that in the dark you might have @@ -7873,8 +7606,7 @@ circle, until he presently lost sight of his enemy altogether. Then he slowed down, determined to accomplish his end by strategy. Sneaking closely up to the wall, he moved cautiously - forward, and <span class="pagenum"><a name="page198" - id="page198"></a>[pg 198]</span> when he had made the full + forward, and <span class="pagenum"><a id="page198"></a>[pg 198]</span> when he had made the full circuit, he came smack up against his own tail. Making a sudden spring, which must have stretched him like a bit of India-rubber, he fastened his teeth into his ham, hanging on @@ -7909,8 +7641,7 @@ was but a single dog!"</p> <p>I suppose it was this peculiarity of Jerusalem that - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page199" - id="page199"></a>[pg 199]</span> had won old Petto's regard. + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page199"></a>[pg 199]</span> had won old Petto's regard. He liked as much of anything as he could have for his money; and the expense of this creature, generally speaking, was no greater than that of a brief succinct bull pup. But there @@ -7944,8 +7675,7 @@ likely he would be abbreviated; for of course no one is idiot enough to cross a railway track when the time-table says it is all clear—at least no one - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page200" - id="page200"></a>[pg 200]</span> as long as Jerusalem. So he + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page200"></a>[pg 200]</span> as long as Jerusalem. So he would advance his head to the rails, calling in his outlying convolutions, and straightening them alongside the track, parallel with it; and then at a signal previously agreed @@ -7978,8 +7708,7 @@ obnoxious to me, inasmuch as I had been strongly recommended for the position by some leading citizens, who to their high political characters superadded the more substantial merit of - being my relations.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page201" - id="page201"></a>[pg 201]</span> + being my relations.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page201"></a>[pg 201]</span></p> <p>Dad and I were standing, one morning, in front of Willard's Hotel, when he stooped over and began patting Jerusalem on the @@ -8017,8 +7746,7 @@ longer he becomes, and the more there is to tell; and after all, I shall not get a copper more for pourtraying all this length of dog than I would for depicting an orbicular - pig.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page202" - id="page202"></a>[pg 202]</span> + pig.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page202"></a>[pg 202]</span></p> <h3>SNAKING.</h3> @@ -8055,8 +7783,7 @@ warm days of spring limber them up for business.</p> <p>"We go about, raise up the rocks, tie the worms - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page203" - id="page203"></a>[pg 203]</span> into convenient bundles and + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page203"></a>[pg 203]</span> into convenient bundles and carry them to the snakery, where, during the snow season, they are assorted, labelled according to quality, and packed away for transportation. Sometimes a single showman will @@ -8090,8 +7817,7 @@ always had drawing straws when I held them! It was sinful! But even inside it was coldish, and I was more than an hour getting asleep. Toward morning, though, I woke, feeling very warm and - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page204" - id="page204"></a>[pg 204]</span> peaceful. The moon was at + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page204"></a>[pg 204]</span> peaceful. The moon was at full, just rising in the valley below, and, shining in at the hole I'd entered at, it made everything light as day."</p> @@ -8126,8 +7852,7 @@ the top of the rock, and the heat had deceived the worms into the belief that it was late spring. As I lay there and thought of a full-grown man who hadn't any better sense than - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page205" - id="page205"></a>[pg 205]</span> to do such a thing as + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page205"></a>[pg 205]</span> to do such a thing as <i>that</i>, I was mad enough to kill him. I lost confidence in mankind. If I had not stopped up the entrance before lying down, with a big round stone which the heat had @@ -8155,7 +7880,7 @@ and—I'll go and see if I can find the prescription!"</p> <p>And Sam was off like a rocket.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>MAUD'S PAPA.</h3> @@ -8164,8 +7889,7 @@ about as I set her forth?</p> <p>"Never told you anything about her?" Well, I - will.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page206" - id="page206"></a>[pg 206]</span> + will.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page206"></a>[pg 206]</span></p> <p>Twenty years ago, many a young man, of otherwise good character, would have ameliorated his condition for that girl; @@ -8203,8 +7927,7 @@ shall I ought to do?"</p> <p>And, blowing her eyes on the corner of her shawl, Maud shot - away like a comic.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page207" - id="page207"></a>[pg 207]</span> + away like a comic.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page207"></a>[pg 207]</span></p> <p>I walked hurriedly into the house, and entered the old man's dromedary, without knocking.</p> @@ -8246,8 +7969,7 @@ back—except his legs kept agitating.</p> <p>"Keep still, will you?" said I, "you sugarcoated - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page208" - id="page208"></a>[pg 208]</span> old mandible, or I'll + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page208"></a>[pg 208]</span> old mandible, or I'll conciliate your exegesis with a proletarian!"</p> <p>I never had such a flow of language in my life; I could say @@ -8285,8 +8007,7 @@ ill, I had supposed the bottle must be nearly empty; but, of course, when you think of it, a man doesn't abrogate much ink in an ordinary attack—except - editors.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page209" - id="page209"></a>[pg 209]</span> + editors.</p><p><span class="pagenum"><a id="page209"></a>[pg 209]</span></p> <p>Just as I got my knees off the spatient's breast, Maud peeped in at the door. She had remained in the lane till she @@ -8311,7 +8032,7 @@ <p>"Why didn't they hang me?"—-Waiter, bring me a brandy spunch.—Well, that is the most didactic question! But if you must know—they did.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>JIM BECKWOURTH'S POND.</h3> @@ -8323,8 +8044,7 @@ double it: that is where <i>we</i> were. One day, about noon, we halted near a sickly little <i>arroyo</i>, that was just damp enough to have deluded some feeble bunches of - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page210" - id="page210"></a>[pg 210]</span> bonnet-wire into setting up + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page210"></a>[pg 210]</span> bonnet-wire into setting up as grass along its banks. After picketing the horses and pack-mules we took luncheon, and then, while the others smoked and played cards for half-dollars, I took my rifle @@ -8357,8 +8077,7 @@ about the brilliant hues of the water, and the great number of swans, they laid down their cards, left Lame Dave to look after the horses, and followed me back to see. Just before we crossed - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page211" - id="page211"></a>[pg 211]</span> the last range of hills we + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page211"></a>[pg 211]</span> the last range of hills we heard a thundering sound ahead, which somewhat astonished the boys, but I said nothing till we stood on a low knoll overlooking the lake. There it lay, as peaceful as a dead @@ -8402,8 +8121,7 @@ soaks up the water and sweats it out."</p> <p>To verify his theory he started away, down to - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page212" - id="page212"></a>[pg 212]</span> the shore. I was concerned + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page212"></a>[pg 212]</span> the shore. I was concerned for Gus, but I did not dare call him back for fear of betraying my secret in some way. Besides, I knew he would not come; and he ought not to have been so sceptical, @@ -8438,8 +8156,7 @@ alarming angle, precisely as he had tilted it to watch the ascending column, and his neck somehow out of joint, holding it there. All the others were down upon their marrow-bones, white - with terror, praying <span class="pagenum"><a name="page213" - id="page213"></a>[pg 213]</span> with extraordinary + with terror, praying <span class="pagenum"><a id="page213"></a>[pg 213]</span> with extraordinary fervency, each trying his best to master the ridiculous jargon they had heard me use, but employing it with an even greater disregard of sense and fitness than I did. Away over @@ -8462,7 +8179,7 @@ allusion to peculiar lakes, but the simultaneous clicking of ten revolvers convinced me that I need not trouble myself to pursue the subject.</p> - <hr /> + <hr > <h3>STRINGING A BEAR.</h3> @@ -8471,8 +8188,7 @@ camp fire, "when I saw a big bull grizzly lying in the sunshine, picking his teeth with his claws, and smiling, as if he said, 'You need not mind the horse, old fellow; he's been - found.' <span class="pagenum"><a name="page214" - id="page214"></a>[pg 214]</span> I at once gave a loud + found.' <span class="pagenum"><a id="page214"></a>[pg 214]</span> I at once gave a loud whoop, which I thought would be heard by the boys in the camp, and prepared to string the brute."</p> @@ -8507,8 +8223,7 @@ <p>"I now threw off all disguise, and whirled my cord with a wide circular sweep, and in another - <span class="pagenum"><a name="page215" - id="page215"></a>[pg 215]</span> moment it would have been + <span class="pagenum"><a id="page215"></a>[pg 215]</span> moment it would have been very unpleasant for Bruin, but somehow the line appeared to get foul. While I was opening the noose, the animal settled upon his feet and came toward me; but the moment he saw me @@ -8529,11 +8244,10 @@ <p>"I pulled out my knife, and severing the line at my wrist, walked away, looking for some one to introduce me to Smarty Mellor."</p> - <hr class="full" /> + <hr class="full" > <blockquote class="footnote"> - <a id="footnoteA" - name="footnoteA"></a> <b>Footnote A</b>: + <a id="footnoteA"></a> <b>Footnote A</b>: <a href="#footnotetagA">(return)</a> <p>This is infamous! The learned Parsee appears wholly to @@ -8542,8 +8256,7 @@ </blockquote> <blockquote class="footnote"> - <a id="footnoteB" - name="footnoteB"></a> <b>Footnote B</b>: + <a id="footnoteB"></a> <b>Footnote B</b>: <a href="#footnotetagB">(return)</a> <p>It is to be wished our author had not laid himself open @@ -8554,8 +8267,7 @@ </blockquote> <blockquote class="footnote"> - <a id="footnoteC" - name="footnoteC"></a> <b>Footnote C</b>: + <a id="footnoteC"></a> <b>Footnote C</b>: <a href="#footnotetagC">(return)</a> <p>In the original, "<i>pizen;"</i> which might, perhaps, @@ -8564,8 +8276,7 @@ </blockquote> <blockquote class="footnote"> - <a id="footnoteD" - name="footnoteD"></a> <b>Footnote D</b>: + <a id="footnoteD"></a> <b>Footnote D</b>: <a href="#footnotetagD">(return)</a> <p>I confess my inability to translate this word: it may @@ -8573,8 +8284,7 @@ </blockquote> <blockquote class="footnote"> - <a id="footnoteE" - name="footnoteE"></a> <b>Footnote E</b>: + <a id="footnoteE"></a> <b>Footnote E</b>: <a href="#footnotetagE">(return)</a> <p>The learned reader will appreciate the motive which has @@ -8583,8 +8293,7 @@ </blockquote> <blockquote class="footnote"> - <a id="footnoteF" - name="footnoteF"></a> <b>Footnote F</b>: + <a id="footnoteF"></a> <b>Footnote F</b>: <a href="#footnotetagF">(return)</a> <p>Here should have followed the appropriate and obvious @@ -8592,7 +8301,7 @@ classically educated. Why, then, this disgraceful omission?—TRANSLATOR.</p> </blockquote> - <hr class="full" /> + <hr class="full" > <div>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 12793 ***</div> </body> |