MARK, BISMARCK, LINCOLN, AND DARWIN
I had been to see Bismarck to help boom Bryan for the Presidency, when that gentleman happened to get defeated for the Senate.
"And is old Bismarck still reading those trashy French novels?" inquired Mark.
"Much worse," I said.
"Started Paul de Kock over again?"
"Worse still. He is reading Mark Twain now."
"You don't say. Since when the reform?"
"Since his daughter-in-law, Herbert's wife, the little Countess Hoyos, gave him a set for Christmas."
"Hoyos, Hoyos. I met some people of that name in Italy."
"Your fair patroness hails from Trieste, or neighborhood."
"How do you know that Bismarck not only owns, but reads, my books?" demanded Mark.
"Because he asked me whether there are still steamer loads of Yankees going picnicking in Palestine with Mark Twain for a bear-leader. The old Prince told me he read 'Innocents Abroad' twice, and memorized the best things in it to relate to his grandchildren."
"Quite a compliment—I do wish Bismarck hadn't been such a rascal—in politics, I mean—for in private life he was quite a gentleman, I understand. And it is to laugh how, relying on that, de Blowitz worked the greatest of
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