Susy Clemens had died in the old Hartford home. Martin & the etchings, & followed it with the Scotch-Irish christening. It is melancholy to hear them jabber over the same pointless anecdotesthree and four times of an evening, forgetting that they had jabberedthem over three or four times the evening before. He rose and told them a story-probably invented on the instant.
It is a losing race, he said; no ship can outsail death. (That is not my spelling. Many subjects became stale to him at last; but thecurious invention called man remained a novelty to him to the end. Now, boys, he said, you may make all the fun of Christmas you like,but it's pretty nice, after all, to be remembered.
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