Out of the Hurly-Burly; Or, Life in an Odd CornerClark, Charles Heber
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Out of the Hurly-Burly; Or, Life in an Odd Corner
Clark, Charles Heber
American fiction -- 19th century; Humorous stories
In the mean time, Lucullus might come to the rescue with a suction pump
and save the Smith mansion, only to find that Amelia had flown with the
composer, and had gone to sea in a ship with a patent copper bottom, and
a kind of a binnacle for which an extension had been granted by Congress
on the 26th of February. It would then be well, perhaps, to have that
copper-bottomed ship attacked by pirates, and after a bloody
hand-to-hand contest, in which the composer could sink the pirate craft
with the model of a gunpowder pile-driver which he has in the cabin, the
enraged corsairs should swarm upon the deck of the other ship for the
purpose of putting the whole party to the sword. And, of course, at this
painful crisis it would be singularly happy to cause it to turn out that
the chief pirate is our old friend Alphonso, who had sold out his
interest in his hay-rake, discontinued his speculations in hydraulic
rams and become a rover upon the seas.
[Illustration]
The composer, it would seem, would then be in a particularly tight
place; and if the commissioner of patents had any romance in his soul,
he would permit me to cause that pirate to toss the musician overboard.
Amelia would then tear herself from the pirate's loathsome embrace and
plunge in after him. The two would float ashore on a liferaft, if any
applications of that kind happened to be presented to the department.
When they got to land, Amelia would shiver with cold until her jaws
rattled, and the painful truth would be disclosed to her lover that she
wore teeth which were attached to one of the gutta-percha plates about
which there was a controversy in the courts.
[Illustration]
Then, if we seemed to be approaching the end of the report, I think I
would cause the composer to shriek "False! false!" or to use some
exciting language of that kind, and to tear out his hair and wring his
nose and fly off with a broken heart and a blasted life to join the
pirates and to play melancholy airs in a minor key, expressive of
delusive dreams, for ever and for ever, upon some kind of a
double-barreled flute with a copyright on it.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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