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Country and the time, in the way of high animal spirits, innocent
indecencies of language, and happy-hearted indifference to morals. It
was fight or look on, all day and every day; and sing, gamble, dance,
carouse half the night every night. They had a most noble good time. You
never saw such people. Those banks of beautiful ladies, shining in their
barbaric splendors, would see a knight sprawl from his horse in the
lists with a lanceshaft the thickness of your ankle clean through him
and the blood spouting, and instead of fainting they would clap their
hands and crowd each other for a better view; only sometimes one would
dive into her handkerchief, and look ostentatiously broken-hearted, and
then you could lay two to one that there was a scandal there somewhere
and she was afraid the public hadn't found it out. The noise at night
would have been annoying to me ordinarily, but I didn't mind it in the
present circumstances, because it kept me from hearing the quacks
detaching legs and arms from the day's cripples. They ruined an uncommon
good old cross-cut saw for me, and broke the saw-buck, too, but I let it
pass. And as for my axe--well, I made up my mind that the next time I
lent an axe to a surgeon I would pick my century. I not only watched
this tournament from day to day, but detailed an intelligent priest from
my Department of Public Morals and Agriculture, and ord