"I was happy and I was excited beyond expression. I poured the Sandwich
Islands out on those people, and they laughed and shouted to my entire
content. For an hour and fifteen minutes I was in paradise."
And Fuller to-day, alive and young, when so many others of that ancient
time and event have vanished, has added:
"When Mark appeared the Californians gave a regular yell of welcome. When
that was over he walked to the edge of the platform, looked carefully
down in the pit, round the edges as if he were hunting for something.
Then he said: 'There was to have been a piano here, and a senator to
introduce me. I don't seem to discover them anywhere. The piano was a
good one, but we will have to get along with such music as I can make
with your help. As for the senator--Then Mark let himself go and did as
he promised about Senator Nye. He said things that made men from the
Pacific coast, who had known Nye, scream with delight. After that came
his lecture. The first sentence captured the audience. From that moment
to the end it was either in a roar of laughter or half breathless by his
beautiful descriptive passages. People were positively ill for days,
laughing at that lecture."
So it was a success: everybody was glad to have been there; the papers
were kind, congratulations numerous.
--[Kind but not extravagant; those were burning political times, and the
doings of mere literary people did not excite the press to the extent of
headlines.
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