[Pushing to the Front by Orison Swett Marden]@TWC D-Link bookPushing to the Front CHAPTER XXI 6/21
To-day the name of Ward is that of the most prosperous of all Americans sculptors. "Paint me just as I am, warts and all," said Oliver Cromwell to the artist who, thinking to please the great man, had omitted a mole. "I can remember when you blacked my father's shoes," said one member of the House of Commons to another in the heat of debate.
"True enough," was the prompt reply, "but did I not black them well ?" "It is easy to tell good indigo," said an old lady.
"Just take a lump and put it into water, and if it is good, it will either sink or swim, I am not sure which; but never mind, you can try it for yourself." John B.Gough told of a colored preacher who, wishing his congregation to fresco the recess back of the pulpit, suddenly closed his Bible and said, "There, my bredren, de Gospel will not be dispensed with any more from dis pulpit till de collection am sufficient to fricassee dis abscess." When troubled with deafness, Wellington consulted a celebrated physician, who put strong caustic into his ear, causing an inflammation which threatened his life.
The doctor apologized, expressed great regrets, and said that the blunder would ruin him.
"No," said Wellington, "I will never mention it." "But you will allow me to attend you, so that people will not withdraw their confidence ?" "No," said the Iron Duke, "that would be lying." "Father," said a boy, "I saw an immense number of dogs--five hundred, I am sure--in our street, last night." "Surely not so many," said the father.
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