. St. Nicholas [serial]. e,when Clemens hesitated, the young man said: But there is a scriptural command for you togo. If you can quote one, I 11 obey. said well, the Bible says: If any man re-quire thee to walk a mile, go with him. Twain. The walk was taken. Mark Twain returned to California at the endof July, and went down to Sacramento. It wasagreed that a special bill should be made for theHornet report. How much do you think it ought to be,Mark? asked one of the proprietors. Clemens said: Oh, I m a modest man; I dontwant the whole Union office: call it a hundreddollars a colu
. St. Nicholas [serial]. e,when Clemens hesitated, the young man said: But there is a scriptural command for you togo. If you can quote one, I 11 obey. said well, the Bible says: If any man re-quire thee to walk a mile, go with him. Twain. The walk was taken. Mark Twain returned to California at the endof July, and went down to Sacramento. It wasagreed that a special bill should be made for theHornet report. How much do you think it ought to be,Mark? asked one of the proprietors. Clemens said: Oh, I m a modest man; I dontwant the whole Union office: call it a hundreddollars a column. There was a general laugh. The bill was madeout at that figure, and he took it to the office forpayment. The cashier did nt faint, but he camerather near it, Clemens wrote many yearslater in My Debut as a Literary sent for the proprietors, and they onlylaughed in their jolly fashion, and said it wasrobbery, but no matter, pay it. It s all thought them the best men that ever owned apaper. ?tinued.). In the springing oi the morning, when the world was dewy the merry lords and ladies rode away to meet the behind, we waved a parting. —Oh, I wish —I wish — Dont tell!Little Prince Beaumain, said Griflet; we will seek the Wishing Well. Close about our tangled pathway low the blossomy branches bent,And the little bells on Griflets cap made music as we first drinks and casts a garland where the wishing-waters spring,He shall have his hearts desire—from the jester to the king. Now at hand the waters gurgled; overhead a thorn-bush with silken tags and tatters, each to help some wish come , tinkling, fell the waters; tinkling, trickling, clear and cool; —Oh ! but oh ! another garland floated there upon the pool! Some one has been here before us, and my wish is lost, I ween ! Suddenly around the thorn-bush came a lady all in my flowers crown the Wishing Well to win a wish for me. You shall crow
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