Mark Twain’s happy band of brothers – gun makers and life insurance companies
Mark Twain’s happy band of brothers – gun makers and life
insurance companies.
Enjoy the peerless Mark Twain’s views on life insurance
in this speech delivered in Hartford, Connecticut
at a dinner to one Cornelius Walford, of London.
The following is edited …
“GENTLEMEN: I am glad, indeed, to assist in welcoming the
distinguished guest of this occasion to a city whose fame as an insurance
center has extended to all lands, and given us the name of being a quadruple
band of brothers working sweetly hand in hand--the Colt's Arms Company making
the destruction of our race easy and convenient, our life insurance citizens
paying for the victims when they pass away, Mr. Batterson perpetuating their
memory with his stately monuments, and our fire-insurance comrades taking care
of their hereafter.
Certainly there is no nobler field for human effort than the
insurance line of business--especially accident insurance. Ever since I have
been a director in an accident-insurance company I have felt that I am a better
man. Life has seemed more precious. Accidents have assumed a kindlier aspect.
Distressing special providences have lost half their horror. I look upon a
cripple now with affectionate interest--as an advertisement. I do not seem to
care for poetry any more. I do not care for politics--even agriculture does not
excite me. But to me now there is a charm about a railway collision that is
unspeakable.
There is nothing more beneficent than accident insurance. I
have seen an entire family lifted out of poverty and into affluence by the
simple boon of a broken leg. I have had people come to me on crutches, with
tears in their eyes, to bless this beneficent institution. In all my experience
of life, I have seen nothing so seraphic as the look that comes into a freshly
mutilated man's face when he feels in his vest pocket with his remaining hand
and finds his accident ticket all right. And I have seen nothing so sad as the
look that came into another splintered customer's face when he found he
couldn't collect on a wooden leg.
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