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A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court

Chapter 7 THE TOURNAMENT

Word Count: 2268    |    Released on: 27/11/2017

to the practical mind. However, I was generally on hand-for two reasons: a man must not hold himself aloof from the things which his friends and his community have at hear

it was on the very first day of it, too-was to start a patent office; for I knew that a country without

me to take a hand-I mean Sir Launcelot and the rest-but I said I would by and by; no hu

ry characteristic of the country and the time, in the way of high animal spirits, innocent indecencies of language, and happy-hearted indifference to morals. It was fight or look on, all day and every day; and sing, gamble, dance, carouse half the night every night. They had a most noble good time. You never saw such people. Those banks of beautiful ladies, shining in their barbaric splendors, would see a knight sprawl f

ring the quacks detaching legs and arms from the day's cripples. They ruined an uncommon good old cross-cut saw for me, and broke the saw-bu

o start a newspaper. The first thing you want in a new country, is a patent office; then work up your school system; and after that, out with your paper. A newspaper has its faults, and plenty of them, but no matter, it's hark from the tomb for a dead nation,

the more details, the more swag: bearers, mutes, candles, prayers-everything counts; and if the bereaved don't buy prayers enough you mark up your candles with a forked pencil, and your bill shows up all right. And he had a good knack at getting in the

ing; but its antique wording was quaint and sweet and simple, and full of the fragrances and flavors of the

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ks sick. I had always responded to his efforts as well as I could, and felt a very deep and real kindness for him, too, for the reason that if by malice of fate he knew the one particular anecdote which I had heard oftenest and had most hated and most loathed all my life, he had at least spared it me. It was one which I had heard attributed to every humorous person who had ever stood on American soil, from Columbus down to Artemus Ward. It was about a humorous lecturer who flooded an ignorant audience with the killingest jokes for an hour and never got a laugh; and then when he was leaving, some gray simpletons wrung him gratefully by the hand and said it had been the funniest thing they had ever heard, and "it was all they could do to keep from laughin' right out in meetin'." That anecdote never saw the day that it was worth the telling; and yet I had sat under the telling of it hundreds and thousands and millions and bil

en. I said I would be ready when he got back. You see, he was going for the Holy Grail. The boys all took a flier at the Holy Grail now and then. It was a several years' cruise. They always put in the long absence snooping around, in the most conscientious way, though none of them had any idea where the Holy Grail really was, and I don't think any of them actually expected to

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1 Chapter 1 KING ARTHUR’S COURT2 Chapter 2 KNIGHTS OF THE TABLE ROUND3 Chapter 3 AN INSPIRATION4 Chapter 4 THE ECLIPSE5 Chapter 5 MERLIN’S TOWER6 Chapter 6 THE BOSS7 Chapter 7 THE TOURNAMENT8 Chapter 8 BEGINNINGS OF CIVILIZATION9 Chapter 9 THE YANKEE IN SEARCH OF ADVENTURES10 Chapter 10 FREEMEN11 Chapter 11 “DEFEND THEE, LORD”12 Chapter 12 SANDY’S TALE13 Chapter 13 MORGAN LE FAY14 Chapter 14 A ROYAL BANQUET15 Chapter 15 IN THE QUEEN’S DUNGEONS16 Chapter 16 KNIGHT-ERRANTRY AS A TRADE17 Chapter 17 THE OGRE’S CASTLE18 Chapter 18 THE PILGRIMS19 Chapter 19 THE HOLY FOUNTAIN20 Chapter 20 RESTORATION OF THE FOUNTAIN21 Chapter 21 A RIVAL MAGICIAN22 Chapter 22 A COMPETITIVE EXAMINATION23 Chapter 23 THE FIRST NEWSPAPER24 Chapter 24 THE YANKEE AND THE KING TRAVEL INCOGNITO25 Chapter 25 DRILLING THE KING26 Chapter 26 THE SMALLPOX HUT27 Chapter 27 THE TRAGEDY OF THE MANOR-HOUSE28 Chapter 28 MARCO29 Chapter 29 DOWLEY’S HUMILIATION30 Chapter 30 SIXTH CENTURY POLITICAL ECONOMY31 Chapter 31 THE YANKEE AND THE KING SOLD AS SLAVES32 Chapter 32 A PITIFUL INCIDENT33 Chapter 33 AN ENCOUNTER IN THE DARK34 Chapter 34 AN AWFUL PREDICAMENT35 Chapter 35 SIR LAUNCELOT AND KNIGHTS TO THE RESCUE36 Chapter 36 THE YANKEE’S FIGHT WITH THE KNIGHTS37 Chapter 37 THREE YEARS LATER38 Chapter 38 THE INTERDICT39 Chapter 39 WAR!40 Chapter 40 THE BATTLE OF THE SAND BELT41 Chapter 41 A POSTSCRIPT BY CLARENCE42 Chapter 42 WAR!43 Chapter 43 THE BATTLE OF THE SAND BELT44 Chapter 44 A POSTSCRIPT BY CLARENCE