Well, by givin’ up the best part of the forenoon to the job I ground him down onto not tryin’ to dicker with any barter, but to walk up like a man and pay for our two boards. Faith is real well off and kinder independent sperited, and I knew she wouldn’t let us pay for hern, and at last we got a good comfortable room for ourselves and one for Faith, not fur from ourn. Both on ’em looked out onto the beautiful river, and I had lots of emotions as I looked out on it, although they didn’t rise up so fur as they would, if I hadn’t had such a tussel with my pardner, so true it is that chains of cumberin’ cares and Josiahs drag down the aspirin’ soul-wings for the time bein’. But I laid out to take sights of comfort in more tranquil and less dickerin’ times, in lookin’ out on the beauty and glory of the waters, and fur off, into the beautiful distance lit with the mornin’s rosy light, and “sunset and evenin’ star.” 93
We sot off on the afternoon boat for Clayton. Faith seemed real glad to see us and we visey versey. And it wuz a joy to me to see her admiration of the Islands as we swep’ by ’em and round ’em on our way to the Park.
We got back in time to git ready for supper in pretty good sperits; the dinin’ room wuz large and clean and pleasant, the waiters doin’ all they could for us, and we had a good supper and enough on’t. And speakin’ of the waiters, most of ’em wuz nice boys and girls, tryin’ to git an education; some on ’em had been to college and wanted to earn a little more money to finish their education, and some wuz learnin’ music and wanted more money to go on with their lessons—good plan, I think—they will be as likely agin to succeed as if they wuz sot down and waited on. It is a good thing, as the Bible sez, “to bear the yoke in your youth,” and though I spoze the yoke weighed down considerable heavy on ’em, specially on excursion days, and when there wuz folks hard to please, yet I thought they will come out all right in the end.
Some on ’em wuz studyin’ for the ministry, and I thought they would git a real lot of patience and other Christian virtues laid up agin 94 the time of need. Though here, as in every other walk of life, there wuz some that wuz careless and slack.
But to resoom forwards. I see at the table there wuz the usual summer tourists round me, care-worn fathers and weary dyspeptic mothers with two or three flighty, over-dressed daughters, and a bashful, pale son or two, and anon a lady with a waist drawed in to that extent that you wondered where her vital organs wuz. And how could any live creeter brook the agony them long steel cossets wuz dealin’ the wearer? You could see this agony in the dull eyes, pale face and wan holler cheeks wearin’ the hectic flush of red paint. And the little pinted shues, with heels sot in the very center of the nerves, ready to bring on prostration, and blindness.
Right by that agonized female would be a real lady. English, mebby, with a waist the size the Lord give and Fashion had not taken away. With good, sensible shues on, dealin’ out comfort to the amiable feelin’ feet; rosy cheeks, bright eyes, all bearin’ witness to the joys of sensible dressin’ and sensible livin’.
And then there wuz bright pert-lookin’ young wimmen, travelin’ alone in pairs, and havin’ 95 a good time to all human appearance. Anon good-lookin’, manly men, with sweet pretty wives and a roguish, rosy little child or so. Sad lookin’ widder wimmen, some in their weeds, but evidently lookin’ through ’em. Anon a few single men with good-lookin’ tanned faces, enjoyin’ themselves round a table of their own, and talkin’ and laughin’ more’n considerable. Respectable, middle-aged couples, takin’ their comfort with kinder pensive faces, and once in awhile a young girl as adorably sweet and pretty as only American girls can be at their best.
But on my nigh side, only a little ways acrost from us sot the ponderous man I remembered on my journey thither who wanted to be a fly. Furder and furder it seemed from amongst the possibles as he towered up sideways and seemed to dwarf all the men round him, though they wuz sizeable. And gittin’ a better look at him, I could see that he had a broad red face, gray side whiskers and one eye. That one eye seemed to be bright blue, and he seemed to keep it on our table from the time we come in as long as we sat there.
That evenin’ in the parlor he got introduced to us. Mr. Pomper, his name wuz, and we all 96 used him well, though I didn’t like “the cut of his jib,” to use a nautical term which I consider appropriate at a watering-place.
But go where we would, that ponderous figger seemed to be near. At the table he sot, where that one eye shone on us as constant as the sun to the green earth. In our walks he would always set on the balcony to watch us go and welcome us back. And in the parlor we had to set under the rakin’ fire of that blue luminary. And if we went on the boats he wuz there, and if we stayed to home there wuz he.