The Complete Works of Artemus Ward (HTML edition)Ward, Artemus
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The Complete Works of Artemus Ward (HTML edition)
Ward, Artemus
American wit and humor
When I was in Rome--Rome in New York State I mean--a distinguished
sculpist wanted to sculp me. But I said "No." I saw through the
designing man. My model once in his hands--he would have flooded the
market with my busts--and I couldn't stand it to see everybody going
round with a bust of me. Everybody would want one of course--and
wherever I should go I should meet the educated classes with my bust,
taking it home to their families. This would be more than my modesty
could stand--and I should have to return to America--where my creditors
are.
I like Art. I admire dramatic Art--although I failed as an actor.
It was in my schoolboy days that I failed as an actor.--The play
was "the Ruins of Pompeii."--I played the Ruins. It was not a very
successful performance--but it was better than the "Burning Mountain."
He was not good. He was a bad Vesuvius.
The remembrance often makes me ask--"Where are the boys of my youth?"--I
assure you this is not a conundrum.--Some are amongst you here--some in
America--some are in gaol.--
Hence arises a most touching question--"Where are the girls of my
youth?" Some are married--some would like to be.
Oh my Maria! Alas! she married another. They frequently do. I hope
she is happy--because I am.*--some people are not happy. I have noticed
that.
*(Spoken with a sigh. It was a joke which always told. Artemus never
failed to use it in his "Babes in the Wood" lecture, and the "Sixty
Minutes in Africa," as well as in the Mormon story.)
A gentleman friend of mine came to me one day with tears in his eyes.
I said, "Why these weeps?" He said he had a mortgage on his farm--and
wanted to borrow 200 pounds. I lent him the money--and he went away.
Some time after he returned with more tears. He said he must leave me
for ever. I ventured to remind him of the 200 pounds he borrowed. He
was much cut up. I thought I would not be hard upon him--so I told him
I would throw off one hundred pounds. He brightened--shook my hand--and
said--"Old friend--I won't allow you to outdo me in liberality--I'll
throw off the other hundred."
As a manager I was always rather more successful than as an actor.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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