Спрут: Калифорнийская история
Conclusion
Bytheway,doyouknowwherethemoneyistocomefromtobuildthesistershipofthe’Swanhilda’?FromthesaleoftheplantandscrapironoftheAtlasWorks.Yes,I’vegivenitupdefinitely,thatbusiness.Thepeopleherewouldnotbackmeup.ButI’mworkingoffonthisnewlinenow.Itmaybreakme,butwe’lltryiton.Youknowthe’MillionDollarFair’wasformallyopenedyesterday.Thereis,”headdedwithawink,“aMidwayPleasanceinconnectionwiththething.Mrs.CedarquistandourfriendHartrath’gotupasubscription’toconstructafigureofCalifornia—heroicsize—outofdriedapricots.Iassureyou,”heremarkedWithprodigiousgravity,“itisarealworkofartandquitea’feature’oftheFair.Well,goodlucktoyou,Pres.WritetomefromHonolulu,andbonvoyage.MyrespectstothehungryHindoo.Tellhim’we’recoming,FatherAbraham,ahundredthousandmore.’TellthemenoftheEasttolookoutforthemenoftheWest.TheirrepressibleYankisknockingatthedoorsoftheirtemplesandhewillwanttosell’emcarpet-sweepersfortheirharemsandelectriclightplantsfortheirtempleshrines.Good-byetoyou.”
“Good-bye,sir.”
“Getfatyourselfwhileyou’reaboutit,Presley,”heobserved,asthetwostoodupandshookhands.
“Thereshouldn’tbeanylackoffoodonawheatship.Breadenough,surely.”
“Littlemonotonous,though.’Mancannotlivebybreadalone.’Well,you’rereallyoff.Good-bye.”
“Good-bye,sir.
