Truth is stranger than fiction--to some people, but I am measurably familiar with it.-- Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar.
Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities. Truth isn't.-- Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar.
T HE air was balmy and delicious, the sunshine radiant; it was a charming excursion. In the course of it we came to a town whose odd name was famous all over the world a quarter of a century ago --Wagga-Wagga. This was because the Tichborne Claimant had kept a butcher-shop there. It was out of the midst of his humble collection of sausages and tripe that he soared up into the zenith of notoriety and hung there in the wastes of space a time, with the telescopes of all nations leveled at him in unappeasable curiosity--curiosity as to which of the two long-missing persons he was: Arthur Orton, the mislaid roustabout of Wapping, or Sir Roger Tichborne, the lost heir of a name and estates as old as English history. We all know now, but not a dozen people knew then; and the dozen kept the mystery to themselves and allowed the most intricate and fascinating and marvelous real-life romance that has ever been played upon the world's stage to unfold itself serenely, act by act, in a British court, by the long and laborious processes of judicial development.
When we recall the details of that great romance
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Publication information: Book title: Following the Equator:A Journey around the World. Volume: 1. Contributors: Mark Twain - Author. Publisher: P.F. Collier & Son Corporation. Place of publication: New York. Publication year: 1899. Page number: 137.
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