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
Everybody seemed to think this was the end of the story; so there was a
roar of laughter, although I had not reached the humorous part or the
real point of the anecdote, which describes how Hotchkiss gave it up
and tried to go down stairs, but was surprised to find that Mrs.
Hotchkiss, who had been watching all the time, had retreated fastening
the trap-door, so that he spent the next four hours upon the comb of the
roof with his trailing garments of the night fluttering in the evening
breeze. But they all laughed and began to talk; and the leader of the
band, considering that his turn must have come, struck out into "Hail
Columbia," while the man with the cymbals seemed animated with fiendish
glee.
I tried to explain to the chairman that it was all wrong, that the
affair was terribly mixed.
He said he thought himself that it seemed so somehow, and he offered to
explain the matter to the company and to give me a chance to tell the
story over again properly.
I intimated, gloomily, that if he undertook such a thing I would blow
out his brains with the very first horse-pistol I could lay my hands
upon.
He said perhaps, then, it would be better not to do.
* * * * *
The proceedings at the mass meeting were to begin at eight o'clock. At
half-past seven I went to the telegraph office, and sent the following
despatch to the Wilmington papers, fearing the office might be closed
when the meeting adjourned:
"DOVER, ---- --, 18--: A tremendous mass meeting was held here to-night.
The utmost enthusiasm was displayed by the crowd. Effective speeches
were made by several prominent gentlemen, among them the eloquent young
orator Mr. Max Adeler, whose spirited remarks, interspersed with
sparkling anecdote, provoked uproarious applause. Dover is good for five
hundred majority, and perhaps a thousand."
At eight o'clock a very large crowd really did assemble in front of the
porch of one of the hotels. The speakers were placed upon the balcony,
which was but a few feet above the pavement, and there was also a number
of persons connected with the various political clubs of the town. I
felt somewhat nervous; but I was tolerably certain I could speak my
piece acceptably, even with the poetry torn out of the introduction and
the number two story sacrificed. I took a seat upon the porch and waited
while the band played a spirited air or two. It grieved me to perceive
that the band stood directly in front of us upon the pavement, the
cold-eyed drummer occupying a favorable position for staring at me.
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The chairman began with a short speech in which he went over almost
precisely the ground covered by my introduction; and as that portion of
my oration was already reduced to a fragment by the use of the verses, I
quietly resolved to begin, when my turn came, with point number two.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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