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A Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur'

Chapter 7 Merlin's Tower

Word Count: 2409    |    Released on: 18/11/2017

nd by consequence was very showy, also uncomfortable. But habit would soon reconcile me to my clothes; I was aware of that. I was given the choicest suite of apartments in the castle, after t

rked into the fabric of my being, and was become a part of me. It made me homesick to look around over this proud and gaudy but heartless barrenness and remember that in our house in East Hartford, all unpretending as it was, you couldn't go into a room but you would find an insurance-chromo, or at least a three-color God-Bless-Our-Home over the door; and in the parlor we had nine. But here, even in my grand room of state, there wasn't anything in the nature of a picture except a thing

upsetting. I always admired to study R.'s

ght. A lot of these hung along the walls and modified the dark, just toned it down enough to make it dismal. If you went out at night, your servants carried torches. There were no books, pens, paper or ink, and no glass in the openings they believed to be windows. It is a little thing -- glass is -until it is absent, then it becomes a big thing. But perhaps the worst of al

chased, and he then dissolved his enchantments, and was now recognized and honored as the man who had by his unaided might saved the globe from destruction and its peoples from extinction. Now if you consider that everybody believed that, and not only believed it, but never even dreamed of doubting it, you will easily understand that there was not a person in all Britain that would not have walked fifty miles to get a sight of me. Of course I was all the talk -- all other subjects were dropped; even the king became suddenly a person of minor interest and notoriety. Within twentyfour hours the delegations began to arrive, and from that time onward for a fortnight they

come a distance to see THEM. The pressure got to be pretty strong. There was going to be an eclipse of the moon, and I knew the date and hour, but it was too far away. Two years. I would have given a good deal for license to hurry it up and use it now when there was a big market for it. It seemed a great pity to have it wasted so, and come lagging along at a time when a body wouldn't have any use for it, as like as not. If it had been booked fo

tnight, but about the end of that time I would take a moment's leisure and blow up Merlin's stone tower by fires from heaven; in the meantime, whoso listened to evil reports about me, let him bewar

y. That made his mouth safe enough. Clandestinely we made a few bushels of first-rate blasting powder, and I superintended my armorers while they constructed a lightningrod and some wires. This old stone tower was very massive -- and rather ruinous, t

thirteenth night was come we put up our lightning-rod, bedded it in one of the batches of powder, and ran wires from it to the other batches. Everybody had shunned that locality from the day of my proclamation, but on the morning of the fourteenth I thought best to warn the people, through th

a failure; still, I shouldn't have cared for a delay of a day or two; I should h

e from the battlements. At last the wind sprang up and a cloud appeared -- in the right quarter, too, and just at nightfall. For a little while I watched that distant cloud spread and blacken, then I judged it was time for me to appear. I ordered the torch-baskets to be lit, and Merlin liberated and sent to me. A quarter of an hour later I

d in a gloomy

ssional reputation. Therefore I am going to call down fire and blow up your tower, but it is only fair to give you

ir, and I will

passes in the air with his hands. He worked himself up slowly and gradually into a sort of frenzy, and got to thrashing around with his arms like the sails of a windmill. By this time the storm had about reached us; the gusts of wind were flaring the

advantage, and not interfered. It is plain your

lcanic fountain of fire that turned night to noonday, and showed a thousand acres of human beings groveling on the ground in a general collaps

re a good many thousand tracks in the mud the next morning, but they were all outward bou

ive him a lift now and then when his poor little parlormagic soured on him. There wasn't a rag of his tower left, but I had the government rebuild it for him, and advised him to take boarders; but he was too

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1 Preface2 A Word Of Explanation3 Chapter 1 Camelot4 Chapter 2 King Arthur's Court5 Chapter 3 Knights Of The Table Round6 Chapter 4 Sir Dinadan The Humorist7 Chapter 5 An Inspiration8 Chapter 6 The Eclipse9 Chapter 7 Merlin's Tower10 Chapter 8 The Boss11 Chapter 9 The Tournament12 Chapter 10 Beginnings Of Civilization13 Chapter 11 The Yankee In Search Of Adventures14 Chapter 12 Slow Torture15 Chapter 13 Freemen16 Chapter 14 Defend Thee,Lord 17 Chapter 15 Sandy's Tale18 Chapter 16 Morgan Le Fay19 Chapter 17 A Royal Banquet20 Chapter 18 In The Queen's Dungeons21 Chapter 19 Knight-Errantry As A Trade22 Chapter 20 The Ogre's Castle23 Chapter 21 The Pilgrims24 Chapter 22 The Holy Fountain25 Chapter 23 Restoration Of The Fountain26 Chapter 24 A Rival Magician27 Chapter 25 A Competitive Examination28 Chapter 26 The First Newspaper29 Chapter 27 The Yankee And The King Travel Incognito30 Chapter 28 Drilling The King31 Chapter 29 The Smallpox Hut32 Chapter 30 The Tragedy Of The Manor-house33 Chapter 31 Marco34 Chapter 32 Dowley's Humiliation35 Chapter 33 Sixth Century Political Economy36 Chapter 34 The Yankee and The King Sold As Slaves37 Chapter 35 A Pitiful Incident38 Chapter 36 An Eccounter In The Dark39 Chapter 37 An Awful Predicament40 Chapter 38 Sir Launcelot and Knights To The Rescue41 Chapter 39 The Yankee's Fight With The Knights42 Chapter 40 Three Years Later43 Chapter 41 The Interdict44 Chapter 42 War!45 Chapter 43 The Battle Of The Sand Belt46 Chapter 44 A Postscript By Clarence47 Chapter 45 The End Of The Manuscript