This  reminds  me  of  the  inscription  on  a  grave  stone  in  the  280-year-old
churchyard  at  LaPointe,  on  Lake  Superior,  where  I  was  last  week.  It  shows
what  punctuation  has  done  for  a  lost  and  undone  race.  I  copy  the  inscription
exactly  as  it  appears:

(a  Louis  Ecu  de  deau  |^


Daniel  Webster  had  one  of  the  largest  and  most  robust  brains  that  ever
flourished  in  our  fair  land.  It  was  what  we  frequently  call  a  teeming  brain,
one  of  those  four-horse  teeming  brains,  as  it  were.  Mr.  Webster  wore  the
largest  hat  of  any  man  then  in  Congress,  and  other  senators  and  representa-
tives used  to  frequently  borrow  it  to  wear  on  the  2nd  of  January,  the  5th  of
July,  and  after  other  special  occasions,  when  they  had  been  in  executive  ses-
sion most  all  night  and  endured  great  mental  strain.  This  hat  matter  reminds
me  of  an  incident  in  the  life  of  Benjamin  F.  Butler,  a  man  well  known  in
Massachusetts  even  at  the  present  time.
(483)


486  REMARKS   BY   BILL   NYE.
