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Show Utterly Impossible, It was at the Grand Canyon of the Colorado last fall. I stood on the brink of that mighty chasm in easy converse with Albert, the king of the Belgians. "What a fine place this would have been to drive the Gorman army into," I remarked, with that disregard for precise diction that comes in casual talk. The king looked appraisingly out over the vast cleft, and down into its dizzy depths, and with that regal dignity dig-nity that so becomes him, and those impressive pauses between his words that marks his speech in English, replied re-plied gravely, after he had fully surveyed sur-veyed the situation: "But, my dear sir, that was quite impossible. There was no German army here, you know !" Samuel G. Wythe in the Saturday Evening Post. |