The fame of Artemus Ward culminated in his last lectures at Egyptian Hall, Piccadilly, the final one breaking off abruptly on the evening of the 23d of January, 1867.  That night the great humorist bade farewell to the public, and retired from the stage to die!  His Mormon lectures were immensely successful in England.  His fame became the talk of journalists, savants, and statesmen.  Every one seemed to be affected differently, but every one felt and acknowledged his power.  "The Honorable Robert Lowe," says Mr. E.P. HINGSTON, Artemus Ward's bosom friend, "attended the Mormon lecture one evening, and laughed as hilariously as any one in the room.  The next evening Mr. John Bright happened to be present.  With the exception of one or two occasional smiles, he listened with grave attention." The "London Standard," in describing his first lecture in London, aptly said, "Artemus dropped his jokes faster than the meteors of last night succeeded each other in the sky.  And there was this resemblance between the flashes of his humor and the flights of the meteors, that in each case one looked for jokes or meteors, but they always came just in the place that one least expected to find them.  Half the enjoyment of the evening lay, to some of those present, in listening to the hearty cachinnation of the people, who only found out the jokes some two or three minutes after they were made, and who laughed apparently at some grave statements of fact.  Reduced to paper, the showman's jokes are certainly not brilliant; almost their whole effect lies in their seeming impromptu character.  They are carefully led up to, of course; but they are uttered as if they are mere afterthoughts of which the speaker is hardly sure."