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
"My dear sir, it is with unfeigned satisfaction that I have--may I say
the exalted honor?--of welcoming you to the city of Dover. You come,
sir, at a moment when the heart of every true patriot beats high with
hope for a glorious triumph over the enemies of our cherished
institutions; you come, sir, at a time when our great party, the true
representative of American principles and the guardian of our liberties,
bends to grapple with the deadly foe of our country; at a time, sir,
when the American eagle--proud bird, which soars, as we would, to the
sun--screams forth its defiance of treason, and when the banner of the
free, the glorious emblem of our nationality, waves us onward to
victory; you come, sir, to animate with your eloquence the hearts of our
fellow-citizens; to inspire with your glowing language the souls of
those who shrink from performing their duty in this contest; to depict
in words of burning, scathing power the shame, the disgrace, the
irretrievable ruin, which will befall our land if its enemies are
victorious, and to hold up those enemies, as you well know how, to the
scorn and contempt of all honest men. We give you a hearty welcome,
then, and assure you that Dover will respond nobly to your appeal,
giving to-morrow such a vote for justice, truth and the rights of man
that the conservative wolf will shrink back in dismay to his lair.
Welcome, sir, thrice welcome, to our city!"
I stood looking at this man throughout his speech with a conviction,
constantly growing stronger, that I should be obliged to reply to him at
some length. The contemplation of such a thing, I need hardly say,
filled me with horror. I had never made a speech of the kind that would
be required in my life, and I felt positively certain that I could not
accomplish the task now. I had half a mind to hurl at the heads of this
chairman and his attendant fiends the entire oration prepared for the
evening; but that seemed so dreadfully inappropriate that the idea was
abandoned. And besides, what would I say at the mass meeting? The
comfort of the situation was not, by any means, improved by the fact
that these persons entertained the belief that I was an experienced
speaker who would probably throw off a dozen brilliant things in as
many sentences. It was exceedingly embarrassing; and when the chairman
concluded his remarks, the cold perspiration stood upon my forehead and
my knees trembled.
Happily, the leader of the band desired to make himself conspicuous, so
he embraced the opportunity afforded by the pause to give us some
startling variations of "The Star-Spangled Banner."
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Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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