256 jiUTOBIOGRjiPHY OF JOHN FRITZ
only say that my attorneys have said all and more than
could rightfully be said in my defense, and so I can only
rely on the mercy of the Court. But, Judge, remember,
at the least, I was grateful and thankful for all the kind
words that have been spoken about me; that my aim in
Ufe has been to always do the best I knew how, and make
no fuss about it
The " time sentence " was an elegant tubular chiming haU clock, on which was inscribed:
0 Time! Deal Gently with Our Loving Friends, John and Ellen B. Fritz.
THE curtain YALLS.
The day has come and gone, and the night has waned; the lights have gone out, and the musicians, unjointing their horns and packing them away, have vanished from the scene; the flowers have faded and the wreaths have shriveled to dust; the decorations stowed away in the garret even now are gathering the grime that ere long will change them beyond recognition. AU is over save memory, and even that is being dimmed by more recent events. To those who have patiently followed what has been herein written, there will come, perchance, the thought that it was unwise to attempt, as it certainly was impossible, to revive in full the pleasure and ecstasy of this bygone event, and possibly you are right in so thinking; but take this leaflet, and bind it to the menu card you brought home from Bethlehem, and on which is written the autograph of the friends that were about you at the table that Septem¬ ber night, and possibly, in after years, — years that have brought whiteness to your hair and a yeUow tinge to these leaves, —in some idle moment, you may come across both.