But The American Claimant is hilarious. It's PG Wodehouse level of hilarity. I did not know that he could write humor this well.
In the story Colonel Mulberry Sellers, an American who is in the line of rightful claimants to the title of the Earl of Rossmore, is explaining to a friend (Mr. Washington Harris) how hard it is to get a position with the government in America:
The Colonel, after explaining his failure upon failure to secure a position in Washington for himself, then informs of the position he did get:“Now look here, old friend, I know the human race; and I know that when a man comes to Washington, I don’t care if it’s from heaven, let alone Cherokee-Strip, it’s because he wants something. And I know that as a rule he’s not going to get it; that he’ll stay and try—for another thing and won’t get that; the same luck with the next and the next and the next; and keeps on till he strikes bottom, and is too poor and ashamed to go back, even to Cherokee Strip; and at last his heart breaks—and they take up a collection and bury him.
I was named Perpetual Member of the Diplomatic Body representing the multifarious sovereignties and civilizations of the globe near the republican court of the United States of America. And they brought me home with a torchlight procession.
“It is wonderful, Colonel, simply wonderful.”
“It’s the loftiest official position in the whole earth.”
“I should think so—and the most commanding.”
“You have named the word. Think of it. I frown, and there is war; I smile, and contending nations lay down their arms.”
“It is awful. The responsibility, I mean.”
“It is nothing. Responsibility is no burden to me; I am used to it; have always been used to it.”
“And the work—the work! Do you have to attend all the sittings?”
“Who, I? Does the Emperor of Russia attend the conclaves of the governors of the provinces? He sits at home, and indicates his pleasure.”
And it's all nonsense.
The Colonel leaves the room and his wife, Polly, enters to entertain Mr. Washington Harris. She goes on to inform Harris that her husband the Colonel is still the same old man:
Just the same old scheming, generous, good-hearted, moonshiny, hopeful, no-account failure he always was, and still everybody likes him just as well as if he was the shiningest success.