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Clement to think he had not stopped much short of Finis. "Anything new in the city?" "Nothing except what you've all had, Confederate States establishing an army and all that, not very new either. What has been going on here lately, Deacon?" "Well, Mr. Lindsay, not a great deal. My new barn is pretty nigh done. I've got as fine a litter of pigs as ever you see.
Stalwart and square, somewhat apart on the extreme left of the great semicircle of which his sovereign was the centre, with a face of deadly pallor for he had risen from a sick-bed stood Bismarck in full cuirassier uniform leaning on his great sword, the man of all others who might that day most truly say, "Finis Coronat Opus."
The old man was pleased with it; for what most would have counted a great defect in Cosmo's imagination was none to him this namely, that he never could get room for it in this world; to his way of feeling, the end of things never came here; what end, or seeming end came, was not worth setting before his art as a goal for which to make; in its very nature it was no finis at all, only the merest close of a chapter.
He had gone through the work from the title-page to the finis at least forty times, and had just commenced it over again. He never came on deck without the gunner's vade-mecum in his pocket, with his hand always upon it to refer to it in a moment.
Oh, the sad old pages, the dull old pages! Oh, the cares, the ennui, the squabbles, the repetitions, the old conversations over and over again! But now and again a kind thought is recalled, and now and again a dear memory. Yet a few chapters more, and then the last: after which, behold Finis itself come to an end, and the Infinite begun.
Not for one minute in the day will its light rest on my garden, and finis is already written on it, and I see it an arid mud bank. I wonder if you can realize, you open-air Barbara, with your garden and fields and all space around you, how a city-bred woman, to whom crowds are more vital than nature, still loves her back yard.
For were all the survivors of that Confederate Hell, presided over by that incarnate fiend, Wirz, capable of portraying the horrors they had endured there, it would still remain for the fifteen thousands, whose emaciated forms passed through its gates to their final rest, to write up the history of the torments through which THEY passed during so many days of agony and wretchedness, of suffering, despair and death, before the history would be complete and the "finis" affixed.
Some time, I hope, we shall grow wise enough to I humbly beg your pardon, Madam, and thank you. That charming gesture of impatience was the one thing needful to admonish me that lectures are dull, and that the time has come to write finis. The rest of the story? Cornish Jim Josie Antonia? Oh, this proneness of the business man to talk shop!
When I came away it was like closing a book and writing 'Finis. I do not want to reopen the book for many reasons." "But your people?" she ventured, longing to hear more, yet fearful of staying his unexpected confidence. "I have no people," and his voice was suddenly stern. "But your home?..." bravely; "your country?..." "My home is here. My country is here. I am a Rhodesian."
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