The History and Records of the Elephant Club

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Doesticks Q. K. Philander. The History and Records of the Elephant Club

PREFACE

HOW THEY MET

HOW THE CLUB ORGANIZED

THE ELEPHANTINE DEN

FIRST DISCOVERIES OF THE CLUB

FIRST EVENING WITH THE CLUB

THE COLORED CAMP MEETING

FURTHER DISCOVERIES

THE CLUB IN AN UPROAR

JOHNNY CAKE'S FIRST SPREE

THE POLICE COURTS

THE HAMLET NIGHT

MRS. THROUGHBY DAYLIGHT'S FANCY DRESS JAM

CONCLUSION

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THERE were no two horses to be seen winding along the base of a precipitous hill; and there were no dark-looking riders on those horses which were not to be seen; and it wasn't at the close of a dusky autumn evening; and the setting sun didn't gild, with his departing rays, the steep summit of the mountain tops; and the gloomy cry of the owl was not to be heard from the depths of a neighboring forest – first, because there wasn't any neighboring forest, and, second, because the owl was in better business, having, some hours before, gone to bed, it now being broad daylight. The mountain tops, the lofty summits, the inaccessible precipices, the precipitous descents, the descending inaccessibilities, and the usual quantity of insurmountable landscape, which forms the stereotyped opening to popular romances, is here omitted by particular request.

The time and place to which the unfortunate reader's attention is particularly called, are four o'clock of a melting afternoon in August, and a labyrinth of bricks and mortar, yclept Gotham. The majority of the inhabitants of the aforesaid place, at the identical time herein referred to, were perspiring; others were sweltering; still others were melting down into their boots, and the remainder were dying from sun-stroke.

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"That need make no difference," said the stranger, mysteriously. "I know you."

The stranger then commenced feeling in his coat pockets with his hands.

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