The Innocents Abroad


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shifting panorama of fashion today.  
Speaking of our pilgrims reminds me that we have one or two people among  
us who are sometimes an annoyance. However, I do not count the Oracle in  
that list. I will explain that the Oracle is an innocent old ass who  
eats for four and looks wiser than the whole Academy of France would have  
any right to look, and never uses a one-syllable word when he can think  
of a longer one, and never by any possible chance knows the meaning of  
any long word he uses or ever gets it in the right place; yet he will  
serenely venture an opinion on the most abstruse subject and back it up  
complacently with quotations from authors who never existed, and finally  
when cornered will slide to the other side of the question, say he has  
been there all the time, and come back at you with your own spoken  
arguments, only with the big words all tangled, and play them in your  
very teeth as original with himself. He reads a chapter in the  
guidebooks, mixes the facts all up, with his bad memory, and then goes  
off to inflict the whole mess on somebody as wisdom which has been  
festering in his brain for years and which he gathered in college from  
erudite authors who are dead now and out of print. This morning at  
breakfast he pointed out of the window and said:  
"
Do you see that there hill out there on that African coast? It's one of  
them Pillows of Herkewls, I should say--and there's the ultimate one  
alongside of it."  
"The ultimate one--that is a good word--but the pillars are not both on  
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