That's Latin!"
"Excuse me," put in Dr. Hansombody, who had been measuring out a
draught at the little table by the window, "I don't pretend to be a
scholar; but I have made out the gist of them; and I understand them
to recommend a gentle aperient in cases which at first baffle
diagnosis."
"Ah!" was the Mayor's only comment.
"I don't profess mine to be more than a free rendering," went on the
little apothecary. "The Latin, as you would suppose, puts it more
poetically."
"Talking of texts," said the patient, leaning back wearily on his
pillow, "there was a woman somewhere in the Bible who put her head
out of window and recommended for every man a damsel or two and a
specified amount of needlework. I ain't complainin', mind you; but
there's reason in all things."
You have heard how our movement was launched. Where it would have
ended none can tell, had not the Millennium interfered.
CHAPTER III.
THE MILLENNIUM.
Aristotle has laid it down that the highest drama concerns itself
with reversal of fortune befalling a man highly renowned and
prosperous, of better character rather than worse; and brought about
less by vice than by some great error or frailty. After all that has
been said, you will wonder how I can admit a frailty in Major Hymen.
But he had one.
You will wonder yet more when you hear it defined. To tell the
truth, he--our foremost citizen--yet missed being a perfect Trojan.
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