. Kings of the platform and pulpit ... : personal reminiscences and anecdotes of noted Americans. ed the accordion divinely — accordingly I praised her. I met a man in Oregon who hadnt any teeth — not a tooth in his head yet that man could play on the bass drum better than any man I ever met. He kept a hotel. They have queerhotels in Oregon. I remember one where they gave me a bag of oats for a pillow 1 had night mares of course. In the morning the landlord said — How do you feel — old boss — hay? 1 told him I felt my oats. Permit me now to quietly state that altho I am here with my cap andbel
. Kings of the platform and pulpit ... : personal reminiscences and anecdotes of noted Americans. ed the accordion divinely — accordingly I praised her. I met a man in Oregon who hadnt any teeth — not a tooth in his head yet that man could play on the bass drum better than any man I ever met. He kept a hotel. They have queerhotels in Oregon. I remember one where they gave me a bag of oats for a pillow 1 had night mares of course. In the morning the landlord said — How do you feel — old boss — hay? 1 told him I felt my oats. Permit me now to quietly state that altho I am here with my cap andbells, I am also here with some serious descriptions of the Mormons — their manners — their customs and while the pictures I shall present to your notice are by no means works of art — they are painted from pho-tographs actually taken on the spot—and I am sure I need not inform anyperson present who was ever in the Territory of Utah that they are asfaithful as they could possibly be. I went to Great Salt Lake City by way of California. I went to California on the steamer
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