A CONGLOMERATE
ByHARVEY H. DAUGHERTY
With a Sketch of the
Author's Life
PRINTED PRIVATELY FOR
THE AUTHOR
COPYRIGHT 1912
By HARVEY H. DAUGHERTY
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Four years ago I published, at my own expense, a small edition of "The Young Lawyer and Another Essay," with the view of distributing the volumes among my professional and other friends as souvenirs. After the distribution had been made I discovered, very much to my chagrin, that the edition was too small for the purpose contemplated. The small edition of this book, now published, in like manner, will enable me to begin where I left off and I think the number will be sufficient.
Since the publication of "The Young Lawyer and Another Essay" I have been frequently urged, both orally and in writing, to place the book upon the market and thus give it a wider circulation. I have not done so.
We live in a capitalistic age. Wealth is taken as the almost universal standard, and, in some degree, is regarded as the measure of public capacity. I am a man of my time; I love money; but have long since been convinced that when commerciality is the sole or principal incentive to authorship, the production is marred, especially when viewed from an esthetic or purely literary standpoint.
H. H. D. October, 1912.
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SOME OBSERVATIONS IN RESPECT TO HAPPINESS AND ITS OPPOSITE
- I. Introductory 1
- II. Love 15
- III. Marriage 30
- IV. Conversation 39
- V. Town and Country 50
- VI. Constant Employment 62
- VII. Pleasures of the Table 68
- VIII. Literary Pursuits 77
- IX. Accumulation 95
- X. Reflection 109
- XI. Home 115
- XII. Travel 118
- XIII. Solitude 121
- XIV. Borrowing Trouble 132
- Devotion the Highest Height of Love 143
- Plagiarism—Originality 151
- Society and Conventionalism 155
- Review of "The Reminiscences" of Goldwin Smith 161
- The Obsolescence of Sectionalism 206
- Mexico—Taft and Diaz at El Paso—Unique Courtship and Marriage—Cortes, Like Dewey, a Victim of Ingratitude—Mexican Maiden with Her Guitar Sitting with Her Lover in the Orange Grove—Maximilian and the Beautiful Carlotta 213
- Reconstruction—The 14th of September at New Orleans 229
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- Reminiscences of the Seventies—Alaska—Hendricks, Voorhees and Rise-Up-William Allen at Democratic Rally 240
- Wise and Beneficent Laws—Class Legislation—Protection—Election of United States Senators by the People—Capital and Labor 245
- Peace and War—Grotius—Peace Conference at the Hague—Laying a Wreath of Silver and Gold Upon the Tomb of Grotius by the American Delegation 263
- Religion and Politics 268
- William M. Evarts 272
- Blaise Pascal 276
- Autobiographies—Reminiscences of Eminent Public Men—Estimates of Their Character and Ability by Their Contemporaries 283
JOURNAL
- Defence of Drunkenness 317
- President Taft 317
- Fondness for Amusements 318
- Senator Vest on the Dog 318
- Bigelow's Dedication 321
- Alliteration 321
- Moderation 322
- Political Joint Debates 323
- William Pitt Fessenden 324
- The Latest Novel 325
- The Signal for Parting 325
- Dramatic Oratory 326
- The Agility of Big Men 329
- "War Is Desirable" 329
- Apothegms 330
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- Garibaldi's Supreme Command of the Union Army 332
- Ridicule 335
- Northern Revolution—Southern Rebellion—The Perpetuity of the Republic 337
- Democratic Maladies 340
- Physicians and Medicine 341
- Fidelity to Principle 345
- The Standard of Respectability and Character 345
- The Ideal Southern Gentleman 348
- The Power and Responsibility of the Judiciary 346
- The Origin of Cards 349
- The Tolling of the Dinner Bell 350
- Burke—His Sympathy with the American Colonies 350
- John G. Carlisle 352
- Henry Clay on the Abolition of Slavery 353
- Prosperity and Adversity 355
- Sketch of Author's Life 359
Everything has already been written. As men have lived and thought for more than seven thousand years, we have been born too late.—La Bruyere.
A pleasure that I enjoy alone affects me but slightly, and is of short duration. It is for my friends as well as myself that I read, that I reflect, that I write, that I meditate, that I listen, that I look, that I feel. * * * If I am struck with a beautiful line they must know it. If I meet with a fine passage, I promise myself to impart it to them. * * * I have consecrated to them the use of all my senses and faculties.—Diderot.
I perceive, methinks, in the writings of the ancients, that he who speaks what he thinks strikes much more home than he that only dissembles. * * * I have devoted this book to the use of my relations and friends; so that, when they had lost me, they could here find some traits of my qualities and humor, and thereby might foster, in a more perfect and lively way, what remembrance they had of me. * * * It is for the corner of a library, or to entertain a neighbor, a kinsman, or a friend that has a mind to renew his acquaintance and familiarity with me in this my picture.—Montaigne.
I was soon disgusted with the modest practice of reading the manuscript to my friends. Of such friends, some will praise from politeness, and some will criticize from vanity. The author himself is the best judge of his own performance; no one has so deeply meditated on the subject; no one is so sincerely interested in the event.—Gibbon.
