Eccentric Mr. Clark by James Whitcomb Riley

All who knew Mr. Clark intimately, casually, / or by sight alone, smiled always, meeting / him, and thought, "What an odd man he is! " Not / that there was anything extremely or ridiculously / obtrusive in Mr. Clark's peculiarities either of / feature, dress, or deportment, by which a graded / estimate of his really quaint character might aptly be / given; but rather, perhaps, it was the curious / combination of all these things that had gained / for Mr. Clark the transient celebrity of being a / very eccentric man.

And Mr. Clark, of all the odd inhabitants of the / busy metropolis in which he lived, seemed least / conscious of the fact of his local prominence. True / it was that when familiarly addressed as "Clark, / old boy," by sportive individuals he never recollected / having seen before, he would oftentimes stare / blankly in return, and with evident embarrassment; / but as these actions may have been attributable to / weak eyes, or to the confusion consequent upon / being publicly recognized by the quondam associates / of bacchanalian hours, the suggestive facts only / served to throw his eccentricities in new relief.