Mark Twain,
Roughing It — Chapter XL
(1872)
“ After a moment or two of this mental fury, I shook myself to rights, and said:"Say it again!""It's blind lead!""Cal, let's—let's burn the house—or kill somebody! Let's get out where there's room to hurrah! But what is the use? It is a hundred times too good to be true.""It's a blind lead, for a million!—hanging wall—foot wall—clay casings—everything complete!" He swung his hat and gave three cheers, and I cast doubt to the winds and chimed in with a will. For I was worth a million dollars, and did not care "whether school kept or not!" ”
