"Listen to this," said I, paying no attention to his guying.
"'Everywhere the voice is that of Democracy, but the hand and the
checkbook are those of a respectable Autocracy.' Isn't that so? Why,
when I had ploughed through a stack of those magazines" (and I pointed
to our parlor table and its load of ten-cent literature) "I burned two
fillings of the lamp, and I tell you I had to swallow hard on a lot of
big words that would have kept old Webster chasing to the fellows he
stole from; I wound in and out a lot of trotting sentences that broke
twice to the line on a track that was laid out by a park gardener to go
as far as possible without reaching anywhere, and I fetched up this
morning with a swelled head, stuffed full of cold-microbes that had
formed a combine from the nozzle of my Adam's apple clean up to a mass
of chronic gooseflesh that had crusted on the top of my crown as solid
as if it had been put there by a file-maker, expert in permanent
pimpling--"
"Yes, I noticed them when you were at breakfast this morning," sniffed
Jim.
"Why, it's no joke, Jim; this discussion about the country will wind up
in some sort of a revolution. I have been talking around lately among
the plain people, and a lot of them declare straight up and down that
the country is going to peter out like the water in the tap here in our
fifth flat when I am completely soaped up and have to stand there and
feel it crackle and dry in my ears and burn me blind. Pretty soon those
people who read my paper, say the prosperity of the United States will
slow down into a quiet trickle, then a dribble shading off into a blast
of air and a maddening gurgle, while folks stick their heads out the
window and swear at the government for not giving them notice."
"It's an awful big country to save," said Jim. "Look at the
Prohibitionists."
"Well, Jim, I must say I get discouraged when I read of one man being
worth a thousand million dollars. It makes me feel mighty poor. I don't
see any use in being ambitious and taking any stock at all in anything
so far as I am concerned, but I do hate to see the government come to
harm. I get to thinking that if the Declaration of Independence isn't
going to hold out that I'll change my politics and then see what will
happen. When a fellow who is as set in his ways as I am changes his
politics, reform must be coming, for I would probably be the last man to
flop."
"If you could stick to one girl the way you do to the Republican party,"
said Jim, "you would soon be letting the country go to blazes."
I could see that he was inclined toward shallow conversation. It was
evident that he had more to tell me than he dared in view of the
calamity which had followed his former confidences. I said nothing,
merely making note of his mental condition. I was not through with the
country by any means. It was best to pump Jim by indirect conversation.
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