My wonderful visit (1922)

Page scan 00070 from My wonderful visit

Record Details:

Title:
My wonderful visit
Date:
1922
Publisher:
London : Hurst & Blackett
Volume:
My wonderful visit
Leaf #:
00070
Language:
English
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
University of California Libraries
Sponsor:
MSN
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
July 19, 2022
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64 My Wonderful Visit taken by the arm, as if I were about to be arrested, and led from my cabin. Good Lord ! I've forgotten my slip—my speech, my answer to the mayor, with its platform gestures that I had laboured with during the long night. I believed that I had created some new gestures never before attempted on plat- form, or in pulpit, but I was lost without my copy. But there is little time for regrets. It doesn't take long to reach any place when that place is holding something fearful for you. I was before the mayor long before I was ready to see him. This mayor wasn't true to type. He was more like a schoolmaster. Very pleasant and concise, with tortoiseshell rims to his glasses and with none of the ornaments of chain and plush that I had anti- cipated as part of the regalia of his office. This was somewhat of a relief. There are lots of men, women and children gathered about. I am introduced to the children. I am whirled around into the crowd, and when I turn back I can't quite make out who is the mayor. There seems to be a roomful of mayors. Even- tually I am dug from behind. I turn. I am whirled back by friendly or official assistance. Ah, here is the mayor. I stand bewildered, twirling my thumbs, quite at a loss as to what is expected of me. The mayor begins. I have been warned that it is going to be very formal. Mr. Chaplin, on behalf of the citizens of South- ampton—' *