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Hubbard, Elbert
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LITTLE JOURNEYS TO THE HOMES OF THE GREAT, VOLUME 7
Little Journeys to the Homes of Eminent Orators
by
ELBERT HUBBARD
Memorial Edition
New York
1916.
CONTENTS
PERICLES
MARK ANTONY
SAVONAROLA
MARTIN LUTHER
EDMUND BURKE
WILLIAM PITT
JEAN PAUL MARAT
ROBERT INGERSOLL
PATRICK HENRY
STARR KING
HENRY WARD BEECHER
WENDELL PHILLIPS
PERICLES
When we agreed, O Aspasia! in the beginning of our loves, to
communicate our thoughts by writing, even while we were both in
Athens, and when we had many reasons for it, we little foresaw the
more powerful one that has rendered it necessary of late. We never
can meet again: the laws forbid it, and love itself enforces them.
Let wisdom be heard by you as imperturbably, and affection as
authoritatively, as ever; and remember that the sorrow of Pericles
can rise but from the bosom of Aspasia. There is only one word of
tenderness we could say, which we have not said oftentimes before;
and there is no consolation in it. The happy never say, and never
hear said, farewell.
* * * * *
And now at the close of my day, when every light is dim and every
guest departed, let me own that these wane before me, remembering,
as I do in the pride and fulness of my heart, that Athens confided
her glory, and Aspasia her happiness, to me.
Have I been a faithful guardian? Do I resign them to the custody of
the gods, undiminished and unimpaired? Welcome then, welcome, my
last hour! After enjoying for so great a number of years, in my
public and private life, what I believe has never been the lot of
any other, I now extend my hand to the urn, and take without
reluctance or hesitation that which is the lot of all.
--_Pericles to Aspasia_
[Illustration: PERICLES]
Once upon a day there was a grocer who lived in Indianapolis, Indiana.
The grocer's name being Heinrich Schliemann, his nationality can be
inferred; and as for pedigree, it is enough to state that his ancestors
did not land at either Plymouth or Jamestown. However, he was an
American citizen.
Now this grocer made much moneys, for he sold groceries as were, and had
a feed-barn, a hay-scales, a sommer-garten and a lunch-counter. In fact,
his place of business was just the kind you would expect a strenuous man
by the name of Schliemann to keep.
Soon Schliemann had men on the road, and they sold groceries as far west
as Peoria and as far east as Xenia.
Schliemann grew rich, and the opening up of Schliemann's Division, where
town lots were sold at auction, and Anheuser-Busch played an important
part, helped his bank-balance not a little.
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