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Updated: May 1, 2025
I made a neat toilet a fresh, light summer suit that I flattered myself beat any other set of clothes in Babbletown ordered Joe, our chore-boy, to bring the buggy around in good order, with everything shining; and when he had done so, had the horse tied in front of the store. "Come, my boy," said father, after a while, "it's ten minutes to ten. Never keep the ladies waiting."
I was affected, and promised that I wouldn't, provided that I was found a situation somewhere by myself. So the excitement subsided. Father slept with me that night, keeping one eye open; the doctor got the credit of saving my life, and the girls of Babbletown were scared out of laughing at me for a whole month.
"Keep cool, John," were her whispered words, as I left her to take my place on the platform. "Oh, I shall be cool enough. I know every line by heart; have said it to myself one hundred and nineteen times without missing a word." I'm not going to bore you with the poem here; but will give the first four lines as they were written and as I spoke them: "Hail! Babbletown, fair village of the plain!
Fabbletown, bare village of the plain Babbletown, fair pillage of the vain . Hail! friends and fellow-citizens !" It was evident that I had borrowed somebody else's voice my own mother wouldn't have recognized it and a mighty poor show of a voice, too. It was like a race-horse that suddenly balks, and loses the race. I had put up heavy stakes on that voice, but I couldn't budge it.
I had been away at a boys' academy for three years, and returned about the first of June to my parents and to Babbletown to find that I was considered a young man, and expected to take my part in the business and pleasures of life as such. My father dismissed his clerk and put me in his place behind the counter of our store.
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