But I had hardly uttered the words when, with a sudden cunning twist,
he broke my hold, and, my foot catching in a guy-rope, I tripped, and
fell heavily, and ere I could rise he had made good his escape. I got
to my feet, somewhat shaken by the fall, yet congratulating myself on
the recovery of my purse, and, threading my way among the tents, was
soon back among the crowd. Here were circuses and shows of all kinds,
where one might behold divers strange beasts, the usual Fat Women and
Skeleton Men (who ever heard of the order being reversed?); and before
the shows were fellows variously attired, but each being purplish of
visage, and each possessing the lungs of a Stentor—more especially
one, a round-bellied, bottle-nosed fellow in a white hat, who
alternately roared and beat upon a drum—a red-haired man he was, with
a fiery eye, which eye, chancing to single me out in the crowd, fixed
itself pertinaciously upon me, thenceforth, so that he seemed to
address himself exclusively to me, thus:
"O my stars! [young man]." (Bang goes the drum.) "The wonderful wild,
'airy, and savage man from Bonhoola, as eats snakes alive, and dresses
hisself in sheeny serpents! O my eye! step up! [young man]." (Bang!)
"Likewise the ass-tonishin' and beautiful Lady Paulinolotti, as will
swaller swords, sabres, bay'nets, also chewin' up glass, and bottles
quicker than you can wink [young man]." (Bang!) "Not to mention
Catamaplasus, the Fire Fiend, what burns hisself with red-hot irons,
and likes it, drinks liquid fire with gusto—playfully spittin' forth
the same, together with flame and sulphurous smoke, and all for
sixpence [young man]." (Bang!) "O my stars! step up [young man] and
all for a tanner." (Bang!)
Presently, his eye being off me for the moment, I edged my way out of
the throng and so came to where a man stood mounted upon a cart.
Beside him was a fellow in a clown's habit who blew loudly three times
upon a trumpet, which done, the man took off his hat and began to
harangue the crowd, something in this wise:
"I come before you, ladies and gentlemen, not for vulgar gain—or, as I
might say—kudos, which is Eyetalian for the same—not to put my hands
into your pockets and rifle 'em of your honestly earned money; no, I
come before you for the good of each one of you, for the easing of
suffering mankind—as I might say—the ha-melioration of stricken
humanity. In a word, I am here to introduce to you what I call my
Elixir Anthropos—Anthropos, ladies and gentlemen, is an old and very
ancient Egyptian word meaning man—or woman, for that matter," etc.
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