CHAPTER XXXIV.

WHICH DESCRIBES SEVERAL STRANGE INCIDENTS THAT TOOK PLACE, AND MUST

BE RECORDED, OR THE TRUTH OF THIS HISTORY MAY BE QUESTIONED.

THE major concluded his narrative, but forgot to mention, that when

he returned home to his family, it was as plain Major Roger Potter-a

change he considered due to discretion, for the villagers were

extremely inquisitive, and might inquire by what process he was made

a general. And, as his military honor never failed him, so was it

brought into excellent use in gaining an advantage over the landlord

of the Astor.

The night was now far advanced, and as we were about retiring to

bed, Barnum entered, and, after debating various subjects, the

conversation turned upon the wonderful pig, Duncan. The major swore

he would not part with him for his weight in gold, as he intended

soon to place him under the care of Doctor Easley, who would so

cultivate his knowledge of German and other languages, as to take

the critics by surprise, and cause them to get up a controversy

concerning his talents, which was a fashion with them. And, as

neither Easley could be embarrassed with his charge, nor the charge

be ashamed of his tutor, who contemplated himself the greatest

living critic after Macaulay, he would prosecute his studies with

every advantage to himself, since, when he was brought forward for

public favor, Easley could not abandon his pupil, and, being well

paid, would consider himself in duty bound to write divers

panegyrics in his praise. But Barnum, who was as shrewd as the

major, though, perhaps, not so great a knave, persisted that such a

course of instruction, and with such a tutor, could not fail to

prove a grave injury, since the pig's talents were valuable only

because they were natural, and the more wonderful on that account.

As to Easley, he was but a dilapidated priest, much given to such

tricks as were common with them, and, being employed by numerous

publishers, who held him in high esteem as a critic, thought it no

harm to write profound essays on the very trashy books of very

sentimental school girls of sixteen. Barnum continued in this strain

until he convinced the major that it would not be safe to place so

gifted an animal under instructions to so capricious a critic as

Easley, who would surely damage his morals, as well as his manners.

He also declared that his dealings in monstrosities had got him into

numerous difficulties with editors and savans, which caused him to

contemplate giving it up, though he well knew the public appetite

for such things had not lessened a whit. And though the state of his

affairs were somewhat chronic, he thought, if he could get another

first class monstrosity, he could create an excitement that would

make his fortune, and send New York mad. He had thought of getting

up a clever imitation of the devil, which he was sure the public

would all rush to see, and had undertaken the enterprise, but that

he feared the editors would pick some flaw in him; for, though he

had made them a mermaid, and a wooly horse, they still complained of

his skill, and said he was not fit, when his friends suggested him

for President of the United States.

I finally witnessed an agreement between this wonderful man and the

major, by which the latter was to engage Duncan to the former at ten

dollars a night, for ten nights, the engagement then to expire, and

be open to further negotiations, according to the degree of favor

then established between the animal and the public. And, as an

evidence of his faith in the pig's talent, Barnum declared the first

wonderful feat he intended to perfect him in, was that of sitting in

state and presiding over primary meetings; and no man of sound sense

would say he had not talent enough for the office.

When, then, the bargain was completed, and the major had given an

order for the safe delivery of the pig into the hands of the

loquacious showman, he touched him on the arm, and said, with an air

of much sympathy, "Remember, sir, my affection for this animal makes

it not the easiest thing in the world for me to part with him. And

he was a great favorite with my wife Polly, who was so much attached

to him that she shed no few tears at his departure. Pray see well to

his behavior; and, as I take you for as good a Christian gentleman

as any of them, I would have you remember that he was brought up in

the care of the clergy, and can cut pranks enough if you let him

have his way, though, from what I have seen, I should judge he had

no love for the vulgar politics they delight to meddle with. Another

favor I have to ask is this-that you will not whisper the ownership,

lest the matter between us get to the ears of the editors, who would

make much of it to the damage of my reputation as a politician.

There is, also," he continued, in a whisper, "a little affair or two

outstanding, which might make it extremely inconvenient."

No sooner had the showman taken his departure, than three

distinguished generals entered, saying they had come to pay their

respects to a fellow in arms, whom it was the pleasure of the city

to honor. Each approached him with great gravity of manner, and,

after shaking him warmly by the hand, presented him with sundry

congratulations in what are called neat and appropriate speeches. To

which the major replied, thanking heaven that with clean hands and

various gifts of the head, he had served his country like a man;

and, as his mission was not yet filled, he hoped (if the devil

interposed no obstacles) yet to render his country a service such as

historians would write of. He now bade them be seated, and ordered

an abundance of good wine, of which they partook without objection,

and were soon as merry a set of fellows as ever bivouacked; for in

truth they readily discovered the mental deficiencies of the major,

and, to make up for the deception of which they were made victims by

the newspapers, resolved to enjoy the diversion afforded them by the

quaintness of the major, who, though he had never put foot in

Mexico, at once inquired of them the brigade they belonged to, and

what service they had seen in that country. The spokesman of the

party, whose bearing bespoke him a man acquainted with arms, and who

was as great a wag as Tim Bobbin, immediately answered by saying

that they were in the hottest of the battles of Palo Alto, Resaca de

la Palma, Metamoras, and Buena Vista. And not to say too much of

their bravery, he might mention that they were within smell of the

gunpowder that stormed the heights of Cerro Gordo. Indeed, they were

in so many battles, and bore away so many scars, that it was

impossible to remember them all.

"Faith, gentlemen, that is exactly the case with me," interrupted

the major, "for I was in so many, that if I had the memory of a

Sampson I could not keep them all at my tongue's end, though I

remember well enough what a buffeting we got at the storming of San

Juan de Ulloa. As to the brigade I was in, that's neither here nor

there; and whether it was the first or second will not be set down

against a man when he is dead. But if you will have proof that I

also was in the hottest of it, pray let your eyes not deceive you."

Here the major gave his head a significant toss, and waddled across

the floor to his wardrobe, from which he exultingly drew forth his

military coat and three cornered hat. The former was indeed an

ancient fabric, with which divers and sundry moths had made sad

havoc, though he held it before the light and swore, by not less

than three saints, the holes were all made by bullets. If either had

doubted this evidence of his valor, he was ready to strip to the

buff, and satisfy their eyes with the veritable scars. But they all

declared themselves satisfied that he had given sufficient proof of

his valor. Indeed, the odor that began to escape as he doffed his

coat, in earnest of his sincerity, was by no means pleasant, and

consequently hastened a favorable decision.

The major was more than ever elated that the affair should have

taken such a pleasant turn, and bid them fill their glasses, which

they were glad enough to do, with renewals at such short intervals

that the major, who was not to be outdone in number of glasses,

providing his patriotism was pledged in them, found himself in a

state of mental configuration, for he saw ghosts and dead warriors

by the dozen, all of which he would have sworn, in a court of law,

were real flesh and blood. In fine, he capered about the room like a

madman, feeling at his side for his sword, and swearing, by his

military reputation, that he would think no more of killing them

than he would so many Washington lobby agents.

Among these generals, there was a short, fat man, of the name of

Benthornham, who, with the exception that he was less pumpkin

bellied than the major, one might have supposed cast in the same

mould, for he was squint eyed, and had a red nose, in size and shape

very like a birch tree knot. Nor was he a whit behind the major in

tipping his glass; and though there was a review on the following

day, to which they had invited the major, out of sheer respect to

his fame, there was sufficient cause to apprehend that this General

Benthornham, (officer of the day though he was,) would not be sober

enough to appear. However, as they all boarded at the St. Nicholas,

one of the party suggested, that in order to pay becoming honor to

so distinguished a major, they invite him to General Benthornham's

room. And as the major never refused an invitation, especially when

it came from persons distinguished in the profession in which he

claimed to have won no small honors, he at once joined them, and

proceeded to the room aforesaid, where brandy and champagne, in

great abundance, were provided, and to which the major took with

such renewed avidity, that they began to think his bowels

vulcanized.

After they had plied him sufficiently with liquor, they insisted

that he relate some of the wonderful exploits he had performed in

war and politics, which he did, and with such an appearance of

truth, that the two who had not so far drenched their senses with

liquor as to be incapable of judging, whispered to themselves that

he was not so much of a fool after all; in fact, that there was so

much truth in what he said, that no man could doubt his being a real

and not a sham hero of the Mexican War. "It does not become me to

speak of myself, gentlemen," said the major, in conclusion, "but if

there was a war in Mexico I was not in, it was not worth calling a

war; and as for politics, why I have made twenty-eight speeches in a

month, and you may learn of their quality by inquiring of the people

of Barnstable, who used to praise them enough, God knows."

It being past midnight, the two sober generals withdrew, undecided

as to the major's mental qualities, and left him with General

Benthornham, whom he found no difficulty in soon talking into a

profound sleep. And this the major, who was not so far gone as to

forget what belonged to good manners, regarded as an indignity no

really great military man could suffer to pass unresented. He

thereupon mounted his three cornered hat and stalked out of the

room, in the hope of finding his own and going quietly to bed. But

such was the labyrinth of passages, that he lost his way, and

mistook for his own the bedroom of a fellow boarder, which was

natural enough considering the state of his optics. And though it

was an hour when every honest husband should be dividing his bed

with his better half, and all suspicions set at rest with the lock

on the door fast secured, the major found no difficulty in entering

this room, which he did with as little ceremony as he would drive

his tin wagon. But no sooner had he begun to doff his wardrobe, than

a figure quite resembling a ghost, with a pale, round face, and two

eyes of great luster, flamed in the crimped border of a very white

nightcap, rose up in the bed, and with an air of bewilderment, said,

"Charles, my dear, here it is almost morning, and you are but just

home. O, Charles!"

"Please, my good woman," spoke the major, pausing, and looking

surprised at the strange object he fancied in his bed, "you might

find better business than this. You must know, I am a man of family,

and have a wife, which is enough for any honest man. So if you will

just take yourself away like an honest woman, as I would have every

one of your sex, I will say no more, for I have heard of these

tricks, and am not ready to be robbed of my character."

The figure now gave sundry screams, which echoed and reechoed along

the passages, and brought not only the watchmen of the house, but a

dozen or more boarders, all in their night dresses, and nearly

frightened out of their wits, to the scene of distress. Several

courageous ladies, with threatening gestures, ventured to say he

ought to be well hanged, (the good for nothing fellow!) for

attempting such liberties at that hour. Others said military men

were all alike.

"Hi! hi! what's here to do?" exclaimed the head watchman, a burly

fellow of forty, as he made his way through a barricade of night

gowns. "Come, sir, you must take yourself away from here. You have

insulted the lady; have intruded yourself where you have no right;

and if you get not away before her husband comes, he will cut you to

bits." ("He is a Georgian, and would rather have his wife dead than

another man make free with her," whispered a bystander, as the

watchman admonished the major by taking him by the arm.)

The major, however, stood with his nether garments in his hands,

like one bewildered, muttering, as his eyes blinked in the bright

gas light, which one of the courageous females had ignited: "I would

have you know, ladies, that I am known for my gallantry, and am a

man who would share his meal any day with a lone female. And if you

will give me peace by taking this lady away, I will forgive her, and

beseech heaven to do the same. I may tell you that I am Major Roger

Sherman Potter, commonly called Major Roger Potter; but I say this

not of myself, for I take it you know me well enough."

The distressed female now stood erect in her night robes, screeching

at the top of her voice, for she believed a madman had entered her

room, and went straight into a fit of hysterics, while the watchman

and numerous of the female bystanders gathered around the major, and

would have torn him to pieces, but for a clergyman, who suddenly

made his appearance, in his shirt and spectacles, and commenced

reading them a lesson on the qualities of mercy.

But while the parson and one of the bystanders were offering all

sorts of apologies for the major, which were having their effect on

the females, who, on discovering the nature of the accident, enjoyed

the joke exceedingly, the husband of the lady, being informed of

what had occurred by one of the waiters, who knew the truant's

haunts at any hour, came rushing into the room, and without waiting

for an explanation, set upon the major with the fury of a goaded

tiger, and when he had belabored him with a cudgel until they all

declared there was not life enough in him to last till day light,

drew a knife, and had despatched him on the spot, but for General

Benthornham, who, being called upon to quell the outbreak, had armed

himself with his sword, and came toddling into the room in his shirt

and night cap, his soppy face and red nose made scarlet with

excitement, and presenting so sorry a figure that the courageous

females scampered away to their rooms, and covered their blushes

with the sheets.

"Heavens!" exclaimed the general, resting the point of his sword on

the floor, "what's here to do?" In another moment he advanced

between the contestants, and with his sword struck the knife from

the uplifted hand of the Georgian, and commanded him to spare the

life at his mercy. "Pray, sir," said he, "don't forget to be

merciful, for he is a military gentleman of distinction, and I am

sure it was an accident you will readily forgive when it is

explained." The Georgian replied, that it had become a fashion with

military men to carry their gallantry a little too far with females,

and rather than regret the trouncing he had given the major, he

hoped the example would have its effect.

The landlord now made his appearance, and seeing the city's guest in

such a plight, inquired into the cause, but could get no

satisfactory account of it; and being scrupulous of the reputation

of his house, he enjoined them to keep the affair as quiet as

possible, lest it get to the ear of the editors, who would take

great pride in using it to his damage. He then closed the door and

endeavored to raise the major to his feet, but he was so like a dead

man, and had lost so much good red blood, that the landlord became

seriously alarmed, and had a doctor, who boarded in his house, at

once called in. The doctor, when he had felt his pulse and ribs for

some time, said the case was a little doubtful, but he had skill

enough to mend it. Indeed, to tell the truth, it only required a

plaster or two, and a purgative, to restore him to perfect health.

When the major had gained the use of his tongue, however, he

declared he had at least seven broken ribs, and he knew not how many

cracks in his skull, for it felt like a fractured cocoanut.

And while the doctor was administering his balms to the patient, the

Georgian was endeavoring to pacify his wife, who, with the aid of

hartshorn and sundry other restoratives, was in a fair way of

recovery. General Benthornham, in the meantime, continued to pace

the room, so much absorbed in his endeavor to preserve the peace of

the house, as to be unconscious of the figure he was cutting.

"And now, gentlemen," said the general, in a foggy voice, "as the

lady has received no damage, either to her reputation or person, and

you are both gentlemen, I think the little affair can be reconciled,

if the major will but explain the mistake with as much delicacy as

he is capable of."

"Indeed," replied the major, "I am sure the gentleman will be

satisfied that I meant no wrong to his lady, who I thought had got

into my room instead of my getting into her's, by mistake as it

turns out, when I tell him how it happened. The people where I was

raised know me for a peaceable man; and now that I have become a

politician, it behooves me to take care of what little character I

have, which is not the case with all of them. And God knows I

treated the lady with courtesy; for, rather than prove unfaithful to

my wife Polly, I bid her take herself away." The major said this in

such a tone of humility, that although it left the matter more

confounded in the Georgian's mind, it so affected his feelings that

he began to regret having dealt so severely with him, and earnestly

desired to know the origin of the affair, which the major at once

related with great simplicity of manner, and finally, laid all the

blame to the strength of the liquor he had indulged in during the

evening. General Benthornham had, in the meantime, taken a seat

where the bright glare of the gas shone full upon his face, and as

the major proceeded with his narrative, would every now and then

interpose an approving, "See that now!"

When the major had finished his story, the lady was affected to

tears, and besought her husband to make the gentleman such amends as

the case demanded. But, indeed, that was unnecessary, for the

Georgian had become so affected that he would have gone upon his

knees and offered the major any apology he might in reason demand.

But the lady sprang to her feet, and saying she would dress the

injured man's wounds with her own hands, proceeded to her beaureau

and with her cologne bottle and sponge set about bathing his

temples, and performing such other little kindnesses as pleased the

major wonderfully, and made him declare he believed it the fate of

every truly great public man to suffer in this way. In truth, he was

not so sure that we appreciated it to the extent of its value, for

it disciplined a man and prepared his mind for meeting the great

things that were required of it in this world. "I have no fears of

my reputation, madam," he concluded, "but being the guest of the

city, I fear if my enemies see the bruised condition of my head,

they will say I have had a difficulty with an alderman." While they

were each trying to emulate the other in consoling the major in his

distress, the lady, who had just then discovered the singular plight

General Benthornham was in, caught sight of his bare extremities,

which so affected her that she shrieked, and swooned in the arms of

her husband.

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