None of us had the wit to see how the problem was to
be wrought out further. No. The best things come to us
when we have faithfully and well made all the
preparation and done our best; but they come in some way
that is none of ours. So was it now, that to build the
BRICK MOON it was necessary that I should be turned out
of Naguadavick ignominiously, and that Jeff. Davis and
some seven or eight other bad men should create the Great
Rebellion. Hear how it happened.

Dennis Shea, my Double,--otherwise, indeed, called by
my name and legally so,--undid me, as my friends
supposed, one evening at a public meeting called by poor
Isaacs in Naguadavick. Of that transaction I have no
occasion here to tell the story. But of that transaction
one consequence is that the BRICK MOON now moves in
ether. I stop writing, to rest my eye upon it, through
a little telescope of Alvan Clark's here, which is always
trained near it. It is moving on as placidly as ever.

It came about thus. The morning after poor Dennis,
whom I have long since forgiven, made his extraordinary
speeches, without any authority from me, in the Town Hall
at Naguadavick, I thought, and my wife agreed with me,
that we had better both leave town with the children.
Auchmuty, our dear friend, thought so too. We left in
the seven o'clock Accommodation for Skowhegan, and so
came to Township No. 9 in the 3d Range, and there for
years we resided. That whole range of townships was set
off under a provision admirable in its character, that