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 			<p>“He must have a decided taste for catering for the public; prominent perceptive faculties; tact; a thorough knowledge of human nature; great suavity; and plenty of ‘soft soap.’ ”</p>
 			<p>“Soft sup!” exclaimed the interested Professor, “what is ‘soft sup.’ ”</p>
 			<p>I explained, as best I could, how the literal meaning of the words had come to convey the idea of getting into the good graces of people and pleasing those with whom we are brought in contact. Pinte laughed, and as he thought of the generous medal distribution, an idea struck him:</p>
-			<p>“I think those railway officials must have very dirty hands⁠—you are compelled to use so much ‘soft sup.’ ”</p>
+			<p>“I think those railway officials must have very dirty hands⁠—you are compelled to use so much ‘soft sup.’ ”</p>
 			<p>Brussels is Paris in miniature and is one of the most charming cities I ever visited. We found elegant quarters, and the day after our arrival by command we visited King Leopold and the Queen at their palace. The King and Queen had already seen the General in London, but they wished to present him to their children and to the distinguished persons whom we found assembled. After a most agreeable hour we came away⁠—the General, as usual, receiving many fine presents.</p>
 			<p>The following day, I opened the exhibition in a beautiful hall, which on that day and on every afternoon and evening while we remained there, was crowded by throngs of the first people in the city. On the second or third day, in the midst of the exhibition, I suddenly missed the case containing the valuable presents the General had received from kings, queens, noblemen and gentlemen, and instantly gave the alarm; some thief had intruded for the express purpose of stealing these jewels, and, in the crowd, had been entirely successful in his object.</p>
 			<p>The police were notified, and I offered 2,000 francs reward for the recovery of the property. A day or two afterwards a man went into a jeweller’s shop and offered for sale, among other things, a gold snuffbox, mounted with turquoises, and presented by the Duke of Devonshire to the General. The jeweller, seeing the General’s initials on the box, sharply questioned the man, who became alarmed and ran out of the shop. An alarm was raised, and the man was caught. He made a clean breast of it, and in the course of a few hours the entire property was returned, to the great delight of the General and myself. Wherever we exhibited afterwards, no matter how respectable the audience, the case of presents was always carefully watched.</p>

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 			<p>“Look here! I am ‘Barnum’s gamekeeper,’ and I’ll take charge of this box.”</p>
 			<p>And “take charge” of it he did, carrying it home and notifying me that it was in his possession, and that as he was my gamekeeper he would “keep” this, unless I sent him an order for a new hat. He knew very well that I would give fifty dollars rather than be deprived of the box, and as he also threatened to give a game dinner at his own house, I speedily sent the order for the hat, acknowledged the good joke, and my own guests enjoyed the double “game.”</p>
 			<p>During the year <time datetime="1848">1848</time>, <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Frank Leslie, since so widely known as the publisher of several illustrated journals, came to me with letters of introduction from London, and I employed him to get up for me an illustrated catalogue of my Museum. This he did in a splendid manner, and hundreds of thousands of copies were sold and distributed far and near, thus adding greatly to the renown of the establishment.</p>
-			<p>I count these two years⁠—<time datetime="1848">1848</time> and <time datetime="1849">1849⁠</time>—among the happiest of my life. I had enough to do in the management of my business, and yet I seemed to have plenty of leisure hours to pass with my family and friends in my beautiful home of Iranistan.</p>
+			<p>I count these two years⁠—<time datetime="1848">1848</time> and <time datetime="1849">1849</time>⁠—among the happiest of my life. I had enough to do in the management of my business, and yet I seemed to have plenty of leisure hours to pass with my family and friends in my beautiful home of Iranistan.</p>
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 					<p>The Swedish Songstress and Her Charities</p>
-					<p>By <abbr>Mrs.</abbr> <abbr class="name">L. H.</abbr> Sigourney.</p>
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 				<p>“A series of laughable jokes came off yesterday at the Veranda in honor of All Fools’ Day. <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Barnum was at the bottom of the mischief. He managed in some mysterious manner to obtain a lot of blank telegraphic despatches and envelopes from one of the offices in this city, and then went to work and manufactured ‘astounding intelligence’ for most of the parties composing the Jenny Lind suite. Almost every person in the company received a telegraphic despatch written under the direction of Barnum. <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Barnum’s daughter was informed that her mother, her cousin, and several other relatives were waiting for her in Louisville, and various other important and extraordinary items of domestic intelligence were communicated to her. <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Le Grand Smith was told by a despatch from his father that his native village in Connecticut was in ashes, including his own homestead, <abbr class="eoc">etc.</abbr> Several of Barnum’s employees had most liberal offers of engagements from banks and other institutions at the North. Burke, and others of the musical professors, were offered princely salaries by opera managers, and many of them received most tempting inducements to proceed immediately to the World’s Fair in London.</p>
 				<p>“One married gentleman in <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Barnum’s suite received the gratifying intelligence that he had for two days been the father of a pair of bouncing boys (mother and children doing well), an event which he had been anxiously looking for during the week, though on a somewhat more limited scale. In fact, nearly every person in the party engaged by Barnum received some extraordinary telegraphic intelligence, and as the great impressario managed to have the despatches delivered simultaneously, each recipient was for some time busily occupied with his own personal news.</p>
-				<p>“By and by each began to tell his neighbor his good or bad tidings; and each was, of course, rejoiced or grieved according to circumstances. Several gave <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Barnum notice of their intention to leave him, in consequence of better offers; and a number of them sent off telegraphic despatches and letters by mail, in answer to those received.</p>
+				<p>“By and by each began to tell his neighbor his good or bad tidings; and each was, of course, rejoiced or grieved according to circumstances. Several gave <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Barnum notice of their intention to leave him, in consequence of better offers; and a number of them sent off telegraphic despatches and letters by mail, in answer to those received.</p>
 				<p>“The man who had so suddenly become the father of twins, telegraphed to his wife to ‘be of good cheer,’ and that he would ‘start for home tomorrow.’ At a late hour last night the secret had not got out, and we presume that many of the victims will first learn from our columns that they have been taken in by Barnum and All Fools’ Day!”</p>
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 					<p epub:type="se:letter.dateline">New York, June 2, 1856.</p>
 					<p epub:type="z3998:recipient"><abbr>Mr.</abbr> <abbr class="name">P. T.</abbr> Barnum:</p>
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-				<p><span epub:type="z3998:salutation">Dear Sir</span>—The financial ruin of a man of acknowledged energy and enterprise is a public calamity. The sudden blow, therefore, that has swept away, from a man like yourself, the accumulated wealth of years, justifies we think, the public sympathy. The better to manifest our sincere respect for your liberal example in prosperity, as well as exhibit our honest admiration of your fortitude under overwhelming reverses, we propose to give that sympathy a tangible expression by soliciting your acceptance of a series of benefits for your family, the result of which may possibly secure for your wife and children a future home, or at least rescue them from the more immediate consequences of your misfortune.</p>
+				<p><span epub:type="z3998:salutation">Dear Sir</span>⁠—The financial ruin of a man of acknowledged energy and enterprise is a public calamity. The sudden blow, therefore, that has swept away, from a man like yourself, the accumulated wealth of years, justifies we think, the public sympathy. The better to manifest our sincere respect for your liberal example in prosperity, as well as exhibit our honest admiration of your fortitude under overwhelming reverses, we propose to give that sympathy a tangible expression by soliciting your acceptance of a series of benefits for your family, the result of which may possibly secure for your wife and children a future home, or at least rescue them from the more immediate consequences of your misfortune.</p>
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 					<p class="signature" epub:type="z3998:sender">Freeman Hunt, <abbr class="name">E. K.</abbr> Collins, Isaac <abbr class="name">Y.</abbr> Fowler, James Phalen, Cornelius Vanderbilt, <abbr class="name">F. B.</abbr> Cuting, James <abbr class="name">W.</abbr> Gerard, Simeon Draper, Thomas McElrath, Park Godwin, <abbr class="name">R. F.</abbr> Carman, Gen. <abbr class="name">C. W.</abbr> Sanford, Philo Hurd, President <abbr class="name">H. R.</abbr> R.; Wm. Ellsworth, President Brooklyn Ins. <abbr>Co.</abbr>; George <abbr class="name">S.</abbr> Doughty, President Excelsior Ins. <abbr>Co.</abbr>; Chas. <abbr class="name">T.</abbr> Cromwell, Robert Stuyvesant, <abbr class="name">E. L.</abbr> Livingston, <abbr class="name">R.</abbr> Busteed, Wm. <abbr class="name">P.</abbr> Fettridge, <abbr class="name">E. N.</abbr> Haughwout, Geo. <abbr class="name">F.</abbr> Nesbitt, Osborne, Boardman &amp; Townsend, Charles <abbr class="name">H.</abbr> Delavan, I &amp; <abbr class="name">C.</abbr> Berrien, Fisher &amp; Bird, Solomon &amp; Hart, <abbr class="name">B.</abbr> Young, <abbr class="name">M.</abbr> D., Treadwell, Acker &amp; <abbr>Co.</abbr>, <abbr>St.</abbr> Nicholas Hotel, John Wheeler, Union Square Hotel, <abbr class="name">S.</abbr> Leland &amp; <abbr>Co.</abbr>, Metropolitan Hotel, Albert Clark, Brevoort House, <abbr class="name">H. D.</abbr> Clapp, Everett House, John Taylor, International Hotel, Sydney Hopman, Smithsonian Hotel, <abbr>Messrs.</abbr> Delmonico, Delmonico’s, Geo. <abbr class="name">W.</abbr> Sherman, Florence’s Hotel, Kingsley &amp; Ainslee, Howard Hotel, Libby &amp; Whitney, Lovejoy’s Hotel, Howard &amp; Brown, Tammany Hall, Jonas Bartlett, Washington Hotel, Patten &amp; Lynde, Pacific Hotel, <abbr class="name">J.</abbr> Johnson, Johnson’s Hotel, and over 1,000 others.</p>
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 			<p>Groping my way blindly and hitting my head several times against sundry beams, at last, to my joy, I reached the knob of the door which led me into this hole, but to my dismay it had been locked from the outside! In feeling about, however, I discovered a couple of bell pulls, both of which I desperately jerked and heard a faint tinkling in two opposite directions. Next, I heard the heavy canvas drop-curtain roll down rapidly till it struck the stage with a thud. Then the music in the orchestra suddenly ceased, and I could readily understand by the shrieks of the women and the loud protestations of masculine voices that the gas had been turned off and the whole house left in darkness. This was followed by hurried and heavy footsteps on the stage, the imprecations of stage carpenters and gasmen, jargon of foreign musicians in the orchestra, and the earnest voice of my friend Smith excitedly exclaiming: “Who rung those bells? why are we all left in the dark? Light up here at once; bless my soul! what does all this mean?”</p>
 			<p>I was amazed, yet amused and half alarmed. What to do, I did not know, so I sat still on a box which I had stumbled over, as well as upon, afraid to move or put out my hand lest I might touch some machinery which would give the signal for thunder and lightning, or an earthquake, or more likely, a Mont Blanc avalanche. Restored tranquillity overhead assured me that the gas had been relighted. I knew Smith must be anxiously awaiting me, for he was not a man to be behind time when so important a matter as dinner was the motive of the appointment. Something desperate must be done; so I carefully groped my way to the stage door again and with a strong effort managed to wrench it open. Covered with dust and perspiration I followed behind the rear of the outgoing audience and found Smith, to whom I narrated my underground experiences.</p>
 			<p>Brushes, water and towels soon put me once more in presentable condition and we went to the Garrick Club where we dined with several gentlemen of note. Smith could not refrain from relating my mishaps and their consequences in my search for him under difficulties, and worse yet, under his stage, and great was the merriment over the idea that an old manager like myself should so lose his reckoning in a place with which he might well be supposed to be perfectly familiar.</p>
-			<p>When the late William <abbr class="name">M.</abbr> Thackeray made his first visit to the United States, I think in <time datetime="1852">1852</time>, he called on me at the Museum with a letter of introduction from our mutual friend Albert Smith. He spent an hour with me, mainly for the purpose of asking my advice in regard to the management of the course of lectures on “The English Humorists of the Eighteenth Century,” which he proposed to deliver, as he did afterwards, with very great success, in the principal cities of the Union. I gave him the best advice I could as to management, and the cities he ought to visit, for which he was very grateful and he called on me whenever he was in New York. I also saw him repeatedly when he came to America the second time with his admirable lectures on “The Four Georges,” which, it will be remembered he delivered in the United States in the season of <time datetime="1855">1855⁠</time>–<time datetime="1856">⁠56</time>, before he read these lectures to audiences in Great Britain. My relations with this great novelist, I am proud to say, were cordial and intimate; and now, when I called upon him, in <time datetime="1857">1857</time>, at his own house he grasped me heartily by the hand and said:</p>
+			<p>When the late William <abbr class="name">M.</abbr> Thackeray made his first visit to the United States, I think in <time datetime="1852">1852</time>, he called on me at the Museum with a letter of introduction from our mutual friend Albert Smith. He spent an hour with me, mainly for the purpose of asking my advice in regard to the management of the course of lectures on “The English Humorists of the Eighteenth Century,” which he proposed to deliver, as he did afterwards, with very great success, in the principal cities of the Union. I gave him the best advice I could as to management, and the cities he ought to visit, for which he was very grateful and he called on me whenever he was in New York. I also saw him repeatedly when he came to America the second time with his admirable lectures on “The Four Georges,” which, it will be remembered he delivered in the United States in the season of <time datetime="1855">1855</time>⁠–⁠<time datetime="1856">56</time>, before he read these lectures to audiences in Great Britain. My relations with this great novelist, I am proud to say, were cordial and intimate; and now, when I called upon him, in <time datetime="1857">1857</time>, at his own house he grasped me heartily by the hand and said:</p>
 			<p>“<abbr>Mr.</abbr> Barnum, I admire you more than ever. I have read the accounts in the papers of the examinations you underwent in the New York courts, and the positive pluck you exhibit under your pecuniary embarrassments is worthy of all praise. You would never have received credit for the philosophy you manifest, if these financial misfortunes had not overtaken you.”</p>
 			<p>I thanked him for his compliment, and he continued:</p>
 			<p>“But tell me, Barnum, are you really in need of present assistance? for if you are you must be helped.”</p>