Noah asserts that I know nothing of yachting. I will accept the charge
with the qualification that I know a great sight more about Arking than
he does; and as for Jonah, I can give Jonah points on whaling, and I
hereby challenge them both to a Memoir Match for $2000 a side, in gold,
to see which can give to the world the most interesting reminiscences
concerning the cruises of the two craft in question, the Ark and the
Whale, upon neither of which did either of these two anachronisms ever
set foot, and of both of which I, in my two respective existences, was
commander-in-chief. The fact is that, as in the case of the fictitious
Adam, these two impersonators are frauds. The man now masquerading as
Noah was my hired man in the latter part of the antediluvian period; was
discharged three years before the flood; was left on shore at the hour
of departure, and when last seen by me was sitting on the top of an
apple-tree, begging to do two men's work for nothing if we'd only let
him out of the wet. If he will at any time submit to a cross-examination
at my hands as to the principal events of that memorable voyage, I will
show to any fair-minded judge how impossible is his claim that he was
in command, or even afloat, after the first week. I have hitherto kept
silent in this matter, in spite of many and repeated outrageous flings,
for the sake of his--or rather my--family, who have been deceived,
as have all the rest of us, barring, of course, myself. References to
portraits of leading citizens of that period will easily show how this
can be. We were all alike as two peas in the olden days, and at a
time when men reached to an advanced age which is not known now, it
frequently became almost impossible to distinguish one old man from
another. I will say, finally, in regard to this person Noah that if he
can give to the public a statement telling the essential differences
between a pterodactyl and a double spondee that will not prove utterly
absurd to an educated person, I will withdraw my accusation and resign
from the club. BUT I KNOW WELL HE CANNOT DO IT, and he does too, and
that is about the extent of his knowledge.
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