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The Complete Works of Artemus Ward (HTML edition)
Ward, Artemus
American wit and humor
Well, one day I said, "Ladies and Gentlemen, we will show you the Bear's
fondness for his master," and I went and laid down. I tho't I observed
a pecooliar expression into his eyes, as he rolled clumsily to'ards me,
but I didn't dream of the scene which follered. He laid down, and
put his paw on my breast. "Affection of the Bear for his Master," I
repeated. "You see the Monarch of the Western Wilds in a subjugated
state. Fierce as these animals naturally are, we now see that they have
hearts and can love. This Bear, the largest in the world, and measurin
seventeen feet round the body, loves me as a mer-ther loves her
che-ild!" But what was my horror when the grizzly and infamus Bear
threw his other paw under me, and riz with me to his feet. Then claspin
me in a close embrace he waltzed up and down the platform in a frightful
manner, I yellin with fear and anguish. To make matters wuss, a low
scurrilus young man in the audiens hollered out:
"Playfulness of the Bear! Quick moosic!"
I jest 'scaped with my life. The Bear met with a wiolent death the next
day, by bein in the way when a hevily loaded gun was fired off by one of
my men.
But you should hear my Essy which I wrote for the Social Science
Meetins. It would have had a movin effeck on them.
I feel that I must now conclood.
I have read Earl Bright's speech at Leeds, and I hope we shall now hear
from John Derby. I trust that not only they, but Wm. E. Stanley
and Lord Gladstone will cling inflexibly to those great fundamental
principles, which they understand far better than I do, and I will add
that I do not understand anything about any of them whatever in the
least--and let us all be happy, and live within our means, even if we
have to borrer money to do it with.
Very respectivly yours,
Artemus Ward
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VIII.
A VISIT TO THE BRITISH MUSEUM.
MR. PUNCH, My dear Sir,--You didn't get a instructiv article from my
pen last week on account of my nervus sistim havin underwent a dreffle
shock. I got caught in a brief shine of sun, and it utterly upsot me.
I was walkin in Regent Street one day last week, enjoyin your rich black
fog and bracing rains, when all at once the Sun bust out and actooally
shone for nearly half an hour steady. I acted promptly. I called a cab
and told the driver to run his hoss at a friteful rate of speed to my
lodgins, but it wasn't of no avale. I had orful cramps, and my appytite
left me, and my pults went down to 10 degrees below zero. But by
careful nussin I shall no doubt recover speedy, if the present sparklin
and exileratin weather continners.
[All of the foregoin is sarcasum.]
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