|IT might be well in closing to say a word in defense of myself.
The varied and uniformly erroneous notions expressed recently as to my
plans for the future, naturally call for some kind of an expression on
this point over my own signature. In the first place, it devolves upon
me to regain my health in full if it takes fourteen years. I shall not,
therefore, "publish a book,"
"prepare an youmorous lecture,"
"visit
Florida,"
"probate the estate of Lydia E. Pinkham, deceased," nor
make any other grand break till I have once more the old vigor and
elasticity, and gurgling laugh of other days.
In the meantime, let it be remembered that my home is in Laramie City,
and that unless the common council pass an ordinance against it, I shall
return in July if I can make the trip between snow storms, and evade the
peculiarities of a tardy and reluctant spring. Bill Nye.