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Master was equally unwilling to disturb his books。 It was arranged；
therefore； that they should keep their apartments until the new
tenant should come into the house； when； if they were satisfied with
her management； they would continue as her boarders。
The last time I saw the Scarabee he was still at work on the meloe
question。 He expressed himself very pleasantly towards all of us；
his fellow…boarders； and spoke of the kindness and consideration with
which the Landlady had treated him when he had been straitened at
times for want of means。 Especially he seemed to be interested in
our young couple who were soon to be united。 His tired old eyes
glistened as he asked about them；could it be that their little
romance recalled some early vision of his own？ However that may be；
he got up presently and went to a little box in which； as he said； he
kept some choice specimens。 He brought to me in his hand something
which glittered。 It was an exquisite diamond beetle。
If you could get that to her；he said；they tell me that ladies
sometimes wear them in their hair。 If they are out of fashion； she
can keep it till after they're married； and then perhaps after a
while there may beyou knowyou know what I meanthere may
be larvae； that 's what I 'm thinking there may be； and they 'll like
to look at it。
As he got out the word larvae； a faint sense of the ridiculous
seemed to take hold of the Scarabee； and for the first and only time
during my acquaintance with him a slight attempt at a smile showed
itself on his features。 It was barely perceptible and gone almost as
soon as seen； yet I am pleased to put it on record that on one
occasion at least in his life the Scarabee smiled。
The old Master keeps adding notes and reflections and new suggestions
to his interleaved volume； but I doubt if he ever gives them to the
public。 The study he has proposed to himself does not grow easier
the longer it is pursued。 The whole Order of Things can hardly be
completely unravelled in any single person's lifetime； and I suspect
he will have to adjourn the final stage of his investigations to that
more luminous realm where the Landlady hopes to rejoin the company of
boarders who are nevermore to meet around her cheerful and well…
ordered table。
The curtain has now fallen； and I show myself a moment before it to
thank my audience and say farewell。 The second comer is commonly
less welcome than the first； and the third makes but a rash venture。
I hope I have not wholly disappointed those who have been so kind to
my predecessors。
To you； Beloved； who have never failed to cut the leaves which hold
my record； who have never nodded over its pages； who have never
hesitated in your allegiance； who have greeted me with unfailing
smiles and part from me with unfeigned regrets； to you I look my last
adieu as I bow myself out of sight； trusting my poor efforts to your
always kind remembrance。
EPILOGUE TO THE BREAKFAST…TABLE SERIES
AUTOCRATPROFESSORPOET。
AT A BOOKSTORE。
Anno Domini 1972。
A crazy bookcase； placed before
A low…price dealer's open door；
Therein arrayed in broken rows
A ragged crew of rhyme and prose；
The homeless vagrants； waifs and strays
Whose low estate this line betrays
（Set forth the lesser birds to lime）
YOUR CHOICE AMONG THESE BOOKS； 1 DIME！
Ho！ dealer； for its motto's sake
This scarecrow from the shelf I take；
Three starveling volumes bound in one；
Its covers warping in the sun。
Methinks it hath a musty smell；
I like its flavor none too well；
But Yorick's brain was far from dull；
Though Hamlet pah！'d； and dropped his skull。
Why； here comes rain！ The sky grows dark；
Was that the roll of thunder ？ Hark！
The shop affords a safe retreat；
A chair extends its welcome seat；
The tradesman has a civil look
（I've paid； impromptu； for my book）；
The clouds portend a sudden shower；
I'll read my purchase for an hour。
。。。。。。。。。。。。。。
What have I rescued from the shelf？
A Boswell； writing out himself！
For though he changes dress and name；
The man beneath is still the same；
Laughing or sad； by fits and starts；
One actor in a dozen parts；
And whatsoe'er the mask may be；
The voice assures us； This is he。
I say not this to cry him clown；
I find my Shakespeare in his clown；
His rogues the self…same parent own；
Nay！ Satan talks in Milton's tone！
Where'er the ocean inlet strays；
The salt sea wave its source betrays；
Where'er the queen of summer blows；
She tells the zephyr； 〃I'm the rose！〃
And his is not the playwright's page；
His table does not ape the stage；
What matter if the figures seen
Are only shadows on a screen；
He finds in them his lurking thought；
And on their lips the words he sought；
Like one who sits before the keys
And plays a tune himself to please。
And was he noted in his day？
Read； flattered； honored？ Who shall say？
Poor wreck of time the wave has cast
To find a peaceful shore at last；
Once glorying in thy gilded name
And freighted deep with hopes of fame；
Thy leaf is moistened with a tear；
The first for many a long； long year！
For be it more or less of art
That veils the lowliest human heart
Where passion throbs； where friendship glows；
Where pity's tender tribute flows；
Where love has lit its fragrant fire；
And sorrow quenched its vain desire；
For me the altar is divine；
Its flame； its ashes；all are mine！
And thou； my brother； as I look
And see thee pictured in thy book；
Thy years on every page confessed
In shadows lengthening from the west；
Thy glance that wanders； as it sought
Some freshly opening flower of thought；
Thy hopeful nature； light and free；
I start to find myself in thee！
Come； vagrant； outcast； wretch forlorn
In leather jerkin stained and torn；
Whose talk has filled my idle hour
And made me half forget the shower；
I'll do at least as much for you；
Your coat I'll patch； your gilt renew；
Read you；perhaps；some other time。
Not bad； my bargain！ Price one dime！
End