But that's what we said last week. It sounds hollow now and meaningless,
somehow, because our voice is a little hoarse, and we are snowed under
so deep that it is difficult for us to enunciate.
Now about those bets. If the parties to whom we owe bets--and we owe
most everybody--will just agree to take the stakes, and not go into
details; not stop to ask us about the state of our mind, and talk
about how it was done, we don't care. We don't wish to have this thing
explained at all. We are not of an inquiring turn of mind. Just plain
facts are good enough for us, without any harrowing details. In the
meantime we are going to work to earn some more money to bet on the next
election. Judge Folger, and others, come over and see us when you have
time, and we will talk this matter over. Mr. B. Butler, we wish we had
your longevity. With a robust constitution, we find that most any man
can wear out cruel fate and get there at last. We do not feel so angry
as we do grieved and surprised. We are pained to see the American people
thus betray our confidence, and throw a large wardrobe into the hands of
the relentless foe.