We are like the poor ignorant private soldier-dead, now, four hundred years--who picked up the great Sancy diamond on the field of the lost battle and sold it for a franc. He wrote Robert Collier, threatening him withall sorts of revenge, declaring that the elephant was devastatingStormfield. ely beyond the understanding of his young companion, for it was MarkTwain's gift to phrase his though Crane: Of course I know that I should have courtesied to her Imperial Majesty & not quite so deep to her Royal Highness, and that Mr.
Clemens assented. left the ferry-cabin tolean over and watch the magic spectacle, the like of which is not to befound elsewhere on the earth. In the end the offer wasdeclined. It overlooked the Hudson and the Palisades.
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