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Updated: June 13, 2025

I am going going. I am on the waves on the waves ." The radiance was still upon his face, but the hand I held no longer clasped mine-the wasted form was still. It was the end. He was launched upon the Infinite Sea for the endless voyage. The Emperor Norton. That was his title. He wore it with an air that was a strange mixture of the mock-heroic and the pathetic.

O. P. Fitzgerald - California Sketches, Second Series