Intimate Recollections of Joseph Jefferson (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1909 Excerpt: ...not go out fishing that day unless it cleared. After he had gone, I remembered I had no bait, and I immediately set about catching some, when all at once Mr. Jefferson returned on his tricycle. He was much surprised to see me casting for bait, and his presence made me so nervous and excited that instead of catching the mullets, I drove them out into deep water and had to get into a rowboat and go after them. I found that casting a net from a rowboat was a far different proposition from casting from the dock. I had never tried it before, and my worthy friends the fishermen began to snicker at my attempts. From where he was standing on the wharf, Mr. Jefferson pointed out a small school of mullets. I stood up in the boat and made a dive at them with the net; the boat moved backward and I went forward, landing with the net in the water. "When I came to the surface, I heard the howls of the fishermen--but the look on Mr. Jefferson's face I shall never forget, and although I could have swallowed the lake through mortification, I had to laugh myself. I don't think that in all the years I was with Mr. Jefferson I ever saw that look again. I am of the firm opinion that he wanted to laugh at my mis fortune, but in a twinkling he realised the danger that I was in, and suppressed it. I noticed that afterwards he would never enter a boat with me without several life-preservers on board. "My next misfortune in that boat happened one morning when I had taken him out on the lake to paint a picturesque point on the opposite shore. I had arranged his easel, palette, and brushes, and we started to drift down Lake Worth. I was so interested in watching the rapid strokes of Mr. Jefferson's brush, that I did not notice a half-submerged log in the water, and we ran int...