There are wise people who talk ever so knowingly and complacently about "the working classes," and satisfy themselves that a day's hard intellectual work is very much harder than a day's hard manual toil, and is righteously entitled to much bigger pay. Why, they really think that, you know, because they know all about the one, but haven't tried the other.

I'm concerned about Twain's use of enchantment in this chapter. Hank sees hogs, a pig sty and three swineherds. Sandy insists there is a castle with captive princesses and three giant ogres. Hank compromises with Sandy and hypothesizes that the enchantment is for his eyes. There is no explanation for this. I'm assuming that Twain started off this quest in some fantastic manner and could come to no other solution. In no other part of the book does Sandy exhibit such delirium and no other superstitions are represented in such a visual manner.