Illustration by F. B. Opper for ""How the Author Was Sold in Newark" from 1899 edition of SKETCHES NEW AND OLD
I most cordially hate the lecture-field. And, after all, I shudder to
think that I may never get out of it.
It is a dismal sort of business, even to a lazy man like me -- it would
kill a nervous thunderbolt like you.
I got horribly tired of the platform toward the last -- tired of the
slavery of it; tired of having to rest-up for it; diet myself for it;
take everlasting care of my body and my mind for it; deny myself in a
thousand ways in its interest. Why, there isn't any slavery that
is so exacting and so infernal. I hope I have trodden it for the last
time; that bread-and-butter stress will never crowd me onto it again.
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