and cheerful, and ready to talk; ready to talk, and
talk all you wanted; in their turn, and out of it.
They were down for six speeches, and they made 42.
The governor and the cabinet and the mayor were down
for 42 speeches, and they made 6. They have splendid
grit, the Old Settlers, splendid staying power.
But they do not hear well, and when they see the
mayor going through motions which they recognize as
the introducing of a speaker, they think they are
the one, and they all get up together, and begin to
respond, in the most animated way; and the more the
mayor gesticulates, and shouts “Sit down!
Sit down!” the more they take it for applause,
and the more excited and reminiscent and enthusiastic
they get; and next, when they see the whole house
laughing and crying, three of them think it is about
the bitter old-time hardships they are describing,
and the other three think the laughter is caused by
the jokes they have been uncorking—jokes
of the vintage of 1836—and then the way
they do go on! And finally when ushers come
and plead, and beg, and gently and reverently crowd
them down into their seats, they say, “Oh, I’m
not tired—I could bang along a week!”
and they sit there looking simple and childlike, and
gentle, and proud of their oratory, and wholly unconscious
of what is going on at the other end of the room.
And so one of the great dignitaries gets a chance,
and begins his carefully prepared speech, impressively
and with solemnity—
“When we, now
great and prosperous and powerful, bow our heads in
reverent wonder in the
contemplation of those sublimities of energy,
of wisdom, of forethought,
of——”
Up come the immortal six again, in a body, with a
joyous “Hey, I’ve thought of another one!”
and at it they go, with might and main, hearing not
a whisper of the pandemonium that salutes them, but
taking all the visible violences for applause, as
before, and hammering joyously away till the imploring
ushers pray them into their seats again. And
a pity, too; for those lovely old boys did so enjoy
living their heroic youth over, in these days of their
honored antiquity; and certainly the things they had
to tell were usually worth the telling and the hearing.
It was a stirring spectacle; stirring in more ways
than one, for it was amazingly funny, and at the same
time deeply pathetic; for they had seen so much, these
time-worn veterans, end had suffered so much; and had
built so strongly and well, and laid the foundations
of their commonwealth so deep, in liberty and tolerance;
and had lived to see the structure rise to such state
and dignity and hear themselves so praised for honorable
work.