"I remember that is the way I come to buy that two-year colt; I hadn't a
idee of wantin' it till I see Old Bobbet and Deacon Sypher jest sot on
havin' it, and that whetted me right up, and I wuz jest bound to have
that colt, and did. I didn't expect to find it profitable any of the
time. I knew it would kick like the old Harry and smash things, and it
did.
"And that is jest the way with Chicago; she knew the World's Fair wuzn't
over and above profitable to have round, besides bein' dretful
bothersome, but she see New York and St. Louis a-dickerin' for it, and
then she wanted it."
"Wall," sez I, considerable dry and sharp, for I had three pins in my
mouth at the time--
"She has got it!"
"Yes," sez Josiah, "and you'll see that she will put in and work lively,
now she's got it; she'll show what she can do."
"Yes," sez I, dryer than ever, and more sharper; "before she got a stun
laid for a foundation to rest the World's Fair on, before she got a
stick laid for Christopher to plant one of his feet on, she begun to buy
up hull streets of housen to rig up for saloons, to make men drunk as
fools, to make murderers and assassins of 'em.
"I wonder what Columbus would say if he could stand there and see it go
on."
"He'd probable step in and take a drink," sez Josiah.
"Never," sez I. "The eye that could discover without actual sight, the
soul that could apprehend without comprehension--that could look fur off
into the mist of the onknown, and see a New World risin' up before his
rapt vision--such a eye and such a soul didn't depend on bad whiskey for
its stimulent. No, indeed!
"He didn't lay round in bar-rooms with a red nose, and a stagger onto
him. He wuz up and about, with his senses all straight, and the star he
follered wuzn't the light of a corner saloon.
"No, indeed! He see the invisible. He wuz beloved of God, and hearn
secrets that coarser minds round him never dremp of. He didn't try to
cloy up them Heavenly senses with whiskey. No, indeed!
"And Isabella now, if that likely creeter could be sot down in front of
that long street of grog-shops, she would almost be sorry she ever sold
her jewelry, she would be so sot back by seein' that awful sight."
"O shaw!" sez Josiah, "she didn't sell her jewelry."
"Wall, she wuz willin' to," sez I.
"Id'no as she wuz. She jest talked about it; wimmen must talk or bust
anyway, they are made so."
"How are men made?" sez I dryly, as dry as ever a corncob wuz, after
many years.
"Oh, men are made so's they try to answer wimmen some--they have to;
they have to keep their hand in so's to not lose their speech on that
very account. I presume Columbus knew all about such things. He had two
wives; he knew what trouble wuz."
I see that man wuz a-tryin' every way to draw my attention away offen
them long streets of saloons built up in Chicago, and I wouldn't suckumb
to it. So I branched right out, and back agin, and sez I--
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