He came late, took the dais like he owned it, no doubt with much excitement from the lubricated crowd & said, “Let us abolish policemen who carry revolvers and clubs and put in a squad of poets armed to the teeth with poems on spring and love.” 6/11

Twain well knew, those words would run in newspapers across the country; that really, whatever he said thereafter, & whatever collective exhale it might produce in the room, didn’t matter. 7/11

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