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  X。

  IgobacktothathouseinHartford,whereIwassooftenahappyguest,withtendernessforeachofitsendearingaspects。Overthechimneyinthelibrarywhichhadbeencuredofsmokingbysomuchartandscience,ClemenshadwritteninperennialbrassthewordsofEmerson,\"Theornamentofahouseisthefriendswhofrequentit,\"andhegavehisguestsawelcomeofthesimplestandsweetestcordiality:butImustnotgoasidetothemfrommyrecollectionsofhim,whichwillbeofsufficientgarrulity,ifIgivethemasfullyasIwish。Thewindowsofthelibrarylookednorthwardfromthehillsideabovewhichthehousestood,andoverthelittlevalleywiththestreaminit,andtheyshowedtheleavesofthetreesthatalmostbrushedthemasinaClaudeLorraineglass。Totheeastwardthedining—roomopenedamply,andtothesouththerewasawidehall,wherethevoicesoffriendsmadethemselvesheardastheyenteredwithoutceremonyandansweredhisjoyoushail。AtthewestwasalittlesemicircularconservatoryofapatterninventedbyMrs。

  HarrietBeecherStowe,andadoptedinmostofthehousesofherkindlyneighborhood。Theplantsweresetintheground,andthefloweringvinesclimbedupthesidesandoverhungtheroofabovethesilentsprayofafountaincompaniedbycallasandotherwater—lovinglilies。There,whilewebreakfasted,Patrickcameinfromthebarnandsprinkledtheprettybower,whichpouredoutitsresponsiveperfumeinthedelicateaccentsofitsvariedblossoms。BreakfastwasClemens’sbestmeal,andhesatlongerathissteakandcoffeethanatthecoursesofhisdinner;

  luncheonwasnothingtohim,unless,asmighthappen,hemadeithisdinner,andreservedthelaterrepastastheoccasionofwalkingupanddowntheroom,anddiscoursingatlargeonanythingthatcameintohishead。Likemostgoodtalkers,helikedotherpeopletohavetheirsay;

  hedidnottalkthemdown;hestoppedinstantlyatanother’sremarkandgladlyorpolitelyheardhimthrough;heevenmadebelievetofindsuggestionorinspirationinwhatwassaid。Hischildrencametothetable,asIhavetold,andafterdinnerhewasapttojoinhisfinetenortotheirtreblesinsinging。

  FullyhalfourmeetingswereatmyhouseinCambridge,wherehemadehimselfasmuchathomeasinHartford。HewouldcomeostensiblytostayattheParkerHouse,inBoston,andtakearoom,wherehewouldlightthegasandleaveitburning,afterdressing,whilehedroveouttoCambridgeandstayedtwoorthreedayswithus。Once,Isupposeitwasafteralecture,hecameineveningdressandpassedtwenty—fourhourswithusinthatguise,wearinganovercoattohideitwhenwewentforawalk。

  Sometimesheworetheslipperswhichhepreferredtoshoesathome,andifitwasmuddy,asitwaswonttobeinCambridge,hewouldputapairofrubbersoverthemforourrambles。Helikedthelawlessnessandourdelightinallowingit,andherejoicedintheconfessionofhishostess,afterwehadoncealmostwornourselvesoutinourpleasurewiththeintensetalk,withthestoriesandthelaughing,thathiscomingalmostkilledher,butitwasworthit。

  Inthosedayshewastroubledwithsleeplessness,or,rather,withreluctantsleepiness,andhehadvariousspecificsforpromotingit。

  Atfirstithadbeenchampagnejustbeforegoingtobed,andweprovidedthat,butlaterheappearedfromBostonwithfourbottlesoflager—beerunderhisarms;lager—beer,hesaidnow,wastheonlythingtomakeyougotosleep,andweprovidedthat。Stilllater,onavisitIpaidhimatHartford,IlearnedthathotScotchwastheonlysoporificworthconsidering,andScotch—whiskeydulyfounditsplaceonoursideboard。

  Oneday,verylongafterward,IaskedhimifhewerestilltakinghotScotchtomakehimsleep。Hesaidhewasnottakinganything。Forawhilehehadfoundgoingtobedonthebath—roomfloorasoporific;thenonenighthewenttorestinhisownbedatteno’clock,andhadgonepromptlytosleepwithoutanything。Hehaddonethelikewiththelikeeffecteversince。Ofcourse,itamusedhim;therewerefewexperiencesoflife,graveorgay,whichdidnotamusehim,evenwhentheywrongedhim。

  HecameontoCambridgeinApril,1875,togowithmetothecentennialceremoniesatConcordincelebrationofthebattleoftheMinuteMenwiththeBritishtroopsahundredyearsbefore。Webothhadspecialinvitations,includingpassagefromBoston;butIsaid,WhybothertogointoBostonwhenwecouldjustaswelltakethetrainforConcordattheCambridgestation?Heequallydecidedthatitwouldbeabsurd;sowebreakfasteddeliberately,andthenwalkedtothestation,reasoningofmanythingsasusual。Whenthetrainstopped,wefounditpackedinsideandout。Peoplestooddenseontheplatformsofthecars;toourstartledeyestheyseemedtoprojectfromthewindows,andunlessmemorybetraysmetheylaystrewnupontheroofslikebrakemenslainatthepostofduty。

  Whetherthiswasreallysoornot,itiscertainthatthetrainpresentedanimpenetrablefronteventoourimagination,andweleftittogoitswaywithouttheslightestefforttoboard。Weremountedthefame—wornstepsofPorter’sStation,andbeganexploringNorthCambridgeforsomemeansoftransportationoverlandtoConcord,forwewerethatfarontheroadbywhichtheBritishwentandcameonthedayofthebattle。Theliverymenwhomweappealedtoreceivedus,somewithcompassion,somewithderision,butineithermoodconvincedusthatwecouldnothavehiredacattoattemptourconveyance,muchlessahorse,orvehicleofanydescription。Itwasaraw,windyday,veryunliketheexceptionallyhotAprildaywhentheroutedredcoats,pursuedbytheColonials,fledpantingbacktoBoston,with\"theirtongueshangingoutlikedogs,\"

  butwecouldnottakeduecomfortinthevisionoftheirdiscomfiture;

  wecouldalmostenvythem,fortheyhadatleastgottoConcord。Aswiftprocessionofcoaches,carriages,andbuggies,allgoingtoConcord,passedus,inertandhelpless,onthesidewalkinthepeculiarlycoldmudofNorthCambridge。Webegantowonderifwemightnotstoponeofthemandbribeittotakeus,butwehadnotthecouragetotry,andClemensseizedtheopportunitytobeginsufferingwithanacuteindigestion,whichgavehishumoraverydismalcast。Ifeltkeenlytheshameofdefeat,andtheguiltofresponsibilityforourfailure,andwhenagaypartyofstudentscametowardusonthetopofatallyho,luxuriouslyemptyinside,wefeltthatourchancehadcome,andourlastchance。

  HesaidthatifIwouldstopthemandtellthemwhoIwastheywouldgladly,perhapsproudly,giveuspassage;Icontendedthatifwithhisfarvasterrenownhewouldapproachthem,oursuccesswouldbeassured。

  Whilewestood,lostinthis\"contestofcivilities,\"thecoachpassedus,withgaynotesblownfromthehornsofthestudents,andthenClemensstartedinpursuit,encouragedwithshoutsfromthemerrypartywhocouldnotimaginewhowastryingtorunthemdown,toarivalryinspeed。Theunequalmatchcouldendonlyinoneway,andIamgladIcannotrecallwhathesaidwhenhecamebacktome。SincethenIhaveoftenwonderedatthegriefwhichwouldhavewrungthoseblitheyoungheartsiftheycouldhaveknownthattheymighthavehadthecompanyofMarkTwaintoConcordthatdayanddidnot。

  Wehungabout,unavailingly,inthebitterwindawhilelonger,andthenslowly,veryslowly,madeourwayhome。Wewishedtopassasmuchtimeaspossible,inordertogiveprobabilitytothedeceitweintendedtopractise,forwecouldnotbeartoownourselvesbaffledinourboastedwisdomoftakingthetrainatPorter’sStation,andhadagreedtosaythatwehadbeentoConcordandgotback。Evenaftercominghometomyhouse,wefeltthatourstatementwouldbewantinginverisimilitudewithoutfurtherdelay,andwecreptquietlyintomylibrary,andmadeuparoaringfireonthehearth,andthawedourselvesoutintheheatofitbeforeweregainedourcouragefortheundertaking。Withalltheseprecautionswefailed,forwhenourstatementwasimpartedtotheproposedvictimsheinstantlypronounceditunreliable,andwewereleftwithitonourhandsintact。IthinkthehumorofthissituationwasfinallyagreaterpleasuretoClemensthananactualvisittoConcordwouldhavebeen;onlyafewweeksbeforehisdeathhelaughedourdefeatoverwithoneofmyfamilyinBermuda,andexultedinourpromptdetection。

  XI。

  FromourjointexperienceinfailingIarguethatClemens’saffectionformemusthavebeengreattoenablehimtocondoneinmethefinaldefectionwhichwasapttobetheendofourenterprises。IhavefanciedthatIpresentedtohimasurfaceofsuchentiretrustworthinessthathecouldnotimaginethedepthsofunreliabilitybeneathit;andthatneverrealizingit,healwaysbrokethroughwithfreshsurprisebutunimpairedfaith。Heliked,beyondallthings,topushanaffairtothebitterend,andtheendwasnevertoobitterunlessitbroughtgrieforharmtoanother。Onceinatelegraphofficeatarailwaystationhewastreatedwithsuchinsolentneglectbytheyoungladyincharge,whowaspreoccupiedinaflirtationwitha\"gentlemanfriend,\"thatemulousofthepublicspiritwhichheadmiredintheEnglish,hetoldherheshouldreporthertohersuperiors,and(probablytoherastonishment)hedidso。HewentbacktoHartford,andinduetimethepoorgirlcametomein,terrorandintears;forIhadabettedClemensinhisaction,andhadjoinedmynametohisinhisappealtotheauthorities。Shewasthreatenedwithdismissalunlessshemadefullapologytohimandbroughtbackassuranceofitsacceptance。Ifeltabletogivethis,and,ofcourse,heeagerlyapproved;Ithinkhetelegraphedhisapproval。

  Anothertime,someyearsafterward,wesatdowntogetherinplacesneartheendofacar,andabrakemancameinlookingforhisofficialnote—

  book。Clemensfoundthathehadsatdownuponit,andhandedittohim;

  themanscoldedhimveryabusively,andcamebackagainandagain,stillscoldinghimforhavingnomoresensethantositdownonanote—book。

  ThepatienceofClemensinbearingitwassoangelicthatIsawfittocomment,\"Isupposeyouwillreportthisfellow。\"\"Yes,\"heanswered,slowlyandsadly。\"That’swhatIshouldhavedoneonce。ButnowI

  rememberthathegetstwentydollarsamonth。\"

  Nothingcouldhavebeenwiser,nothingtenderer,andhishumanitywasnotforhumanityalone。Heabhorredthedullandsavagejoyofthesportsmaninaluckyshot,anunerringaim,andoncewhenImethiminthecountryhehadjustbeensickenedbythesuccessofagunnerinbringingdownablackbird,andhedescribedthepoor,stricken,glossything,howitlaythrobbingitslifeoutonthegrass,withsuchpityashemighthavegivenawoundedchild。Ifindthisafitplacetosaythathismindandsoulwerewiththosewhodothehardworkoftheworld,infearofthosewhogivethemachancefortheirlivelihoodsandunderpaythemalltheycan。HeneverwentsofarinsocialismasIhavegone,ifhewentthatwayatall,buthewasfascinatedwithLookingBackwardandhadBellamytovisithim;andfromthefirsthehadaluminousvisionoforganizedlaborastheonlypresenthelpforworking—men。Hewouldshowthatsidewithsuchclearnessandsuchforcethatyoucouldnotsayanythinginhopefulcontradiction;hesawwiththatrelentlessinsightofhisthatwithUnionswastheworking—man’sonlypresenthopeofstandinguplikeamanagainstmoneyandthepowerofit。TherewasatimewhenI

  wasafraidthathiseveswerealittleholdenfromthetruth;butintheverylasttalkIheardfromhimIfoundthatIwaswrong,andthatthisgreathumoristwasasgreatahumanistasever。Iwishthatallthework—folkcouldknowthis,andcouldknowhimtheirfriendinlifeashewasinliterature;ashewasinsuchagloriousgospelofequalityasthe’ConnecticutYankeeinKingArthur’sCourt。’

  XII。

  WhetherIwillornoImustletthingscomeintomystorythoughtwise,ashewouldhaveletthem,forIcannotrememberthemintheirorder。Onenight,whileweweregivingaparty,hesuddenlystormedinwithafriendofhisandmine,Mr。Twichell,andimmediatelybegantoeatanddrinkofoursupper,fortheyhadcomestraighttoourhousefromwalkingtoBoston,orsogreatapartofthewayastobea—hungeredanda—thirst。

  Icanseehimnowashestoodupinthemidstofourfriends,withhisheadthrownback,andinhishandadishofthoseescallopedoysterswithoutwhichnopartyinCambridgewasreallyaparty,exultinginthetaleofhisadventure,whichhadaboundedinthemostoriginalcharactersandamusingincidentsateverymileoftheirprogress。Theyhadbrokentheirjourneywithanight’srest,andtheyhadhelpedthemselveslavishlyoutbyrailinthelasthalf;butstillithadbeenamightywalktodointwodays。Clemenswasagreatwalker,inthoseyears,andwasalwaystellingofhistrampswithMr。TwichelltoTalcott’sTower,tenmilesoutofHartford。Ashewalkedofcoursehetalked,andofcoursehesmoked。Wheneverhehadbeenafewdayswithus,thewholehousehadtobeaired,forhesmokedalloveritfrombreakfasttobedtime。Healwayswenttobedwithacigarinhismouth,andsometimes,mindfulofmyfireinsurance,Iwentupandtookitaway,stillburning,afterhehadfallenasleep。Idonotknowhowmuchamanmaysmokeandlive,butapparentlyhesmokedasmuchasamancould,forhesmokedincessantly。

  Hedidnotcaremuchtomeetpeople,asIfancied,andweweregreedyofhimforourselves;hewasprecioustous;andIwouldnothaveexposedhimtothecriticaledgeofthatCambridgeacquaintancewhichmightnothaveappreciatedhimat,say,histransatlanticvalue。InAmericahispopularitywasasinstantasitwasvast。ButitmustbeacknowledgedthatforamuchlongertimeherethaninEnglandpolitelearninghesitatedhispraise。InEnglandrank,fashion,andculturerejoicedinhim。Lordmayors,lordchiefjustices,andmagnatesofmanykindswerehishosts;hewasdesiredincountryhouses,andhisboldgeniuscaptivatedthefavorofperiodicalswhichspurnedtherestofournation。

  Butinhisowncountryitwasdifferent。Inproportionaspeoplethoughtthemselvesrefinedtheyquestionedthatqualitywhichallrecognizeinhimnow,butwhichwasthentheinspiredknowledgeofthesimple—heartedmultitude。IwentwithhimtoseeLongfellow,butIdonotthinkLongfellowmademuchofhim,andLowellmadeless。HestoppedasifwiththelongSemiticcurveofClemens’snose,whichintheindulgenceofhispassionforfindingeveryonemoreorlessaJewhepronouncedunmistakablyracial。ItwastwoofmymostfastidiousCambridgefriendswhoacceptedhimwiththeEnglish,theEuropeanentirety——namely,CharlesEliotNortonandProfessorFrancisJ。Child。Nortonwasthennewlybackfromalongsojournabroad,andhisjudgmentsweredelocalized。HemetClemensasiftheyhadbothbeeninEngland,andrejoicedinhisboldfreedomfromenvironment,andintherichvarietyandboundlessreachofhistalk。ChildwasofapersonallibertyasgreatinitsfastidiouswayasthatofClemenshimself,andthoughheknewhimonlyatsecondhand,heexultedinthemostaudaciousinstanceofhisgrotesquery,asIshallhavetotellby—and—by,almostsolely。IcannotsayjustwhyClemensseemednottohitthefavorofourcommunityofscribesandscholars,asBretHartehaddone,whenhecameonfromCalifornia,andsweptthembeforehim,disruptingtheirdinnersanddelayingtheirluncheswithimpunity;butitiscertainhedidnot,andIhadbettersayso。

  Iamsurprisedtofindfromthebibliographicalauthoritiesthatitwassolateas1875whenhecamewiththemanuscriptofTomSawyer,andaskedmetoreadit,asafriendandcritic,andnotasaneditor。IhaveanimpressionthatthiswasatMrs。Clemens’sinstanceinhisownuncertaintyaboutprintingit。Shetrustedme,Icansaywithasatisfactionfewthingsnowgiveme,tobeherhusband’strueandcordialadviser,andIwasso。IbelieveIneverfailedhiminthispart,thoughinsomanyofourenterprisesandprojectsIwasfalseaswaterthroughmytemperamentalloveofbackingoutofanyundertaking。Ibelievethisneverceasedtoastonishhim,andithasalwaysastonishedme;itappearstomequiteoutofcharacter;thoughitiscertainthatanundertaking,whenIhaveentereduponit,holdsmeratherthanIit。Buthoweverthisimmaterialmattermaybe,IamgladtorememberthatIthoroughlylikedTomSawyer,andsaidsowitheverypossibleamplification。Verylikely,Ialsomademysuggestionsforitsimprovement;Icouldnothavebeenarealcriticwithoutthat;andIhavenodoubttheyweregratefullyacceptedand,Ihope,neveractedupon。Iwentwithhimtothehorse—carstationinHarvardSquare,asmyfrequentwontwas,andputhimaboardacarwithhisMS。inhishand,stayedandreassured,sofarasIcounted,concerningit。Idonotknowwhathismisgivingswere;perhapstheywerehiswife’smisgivings,forshewishedhimtobeknownnotonlyforthewildandboundlesshumorthatwasinhim,butforthebeautyandtendernessand\"naturalpiety\";andshewouldnothavehadhimjudgedbyatooclosefidelitytotherudeconditionsofTomSawyer’slife。ThisisthemeaningthatIreadintothefactofhiscomingtomewiththosedoubts。

  XIII。

  Clemenshadthenandformanyyearsthehabitofwritingtomeaboutwhathewasdoing,andstillmoreofwhathewasexperiencing。Nothingstruckhisimagination,inoroutofthedailyroutine,buthewishedtowritemeofit,andhewrotewiththegreatestfulnessandalavishdramatization,sometimestothelengthoftwentyorfortypages,sothatIhavenowperhapsfifteenhundredpagesofhisletters。Theywillnodoubtsomedaybepublished,butIamnotevenreferringtothemintheserecords,whichIthinkhadbestcometothereaderwithanoldman’sfalteringsanduncertainties。Withhisfrequentabsencesandmyownabroad,andtheintrusionofcalamitouscares,therichtideofhisletterswasmoreandmoreinterrupted。Attimesitalmostceased,andthenitwouldcomeagain,atorrent。Intheverylastweeksofhislifeheburstforth,and,thoughtooweakhimselftowrite,hedictatedhisragewithmeforrecommendingtohimacertainauthorwhosetruthfulnesshecouldnotdeny,butwhomhehatedforhistruthfulnesstosordidanduglyconditions。AtheartClemenswasromantic,andhewouldhavehadtheworldoffictionstatelyandhandsomeandwhatevertherealworldwasnot;buthewasnotromanticistic,andhewastoohelplesslyanartistnottowishhisownworktoshowlifeashehadseenit。IwaspreparingtoraphimbackfortheseletterswhenIreadthathehadgothometodie;hewouldhavelikedtherappingback。

  HelikedcomingtoBoston,especiallyforthoseluncheonsanddinnersinwhichthefertilehospitalityofourpublisher,Osgood,abounded。HedweltequidistantfromBostonandNewYork,andhehadspecialfriendsinNewYork,buthesaidhemuchpreferredcomingtoBoston;oflateyearsheneverwentthere,andhehadlostthehabitofitlongbeforehecamehomefromEuropetoliveinNewYork。Atthesefeasts,whichwereoftenofafter—dinner—speakingmeasure,hecouldalwaysbetrustedforsomethingofamazingdelightfulness。Once,whenOsgoodcouldthinkofnootheroccasionforadinner,hegavehimselfabirthdaydinner,andaskedhisfriendsandauthors。Thebeautifulandsplendidtrooper—likeblaringwasthere,andIrecallhowinthelong,ramblingspeechinwhichClemenswentroundthetablehittingeveryheadatit,andespeciallyvisitingOsgoodwiththanksforhisingeniouspretextforourentertainment,hecongratulatedblaringuponhisengineeringgeniusandhishypnoticcontrolofmunicipalgovernments。Hesaidthatiftherewasaplanfordrainingacityatacostofamillion,byseekingthelevelofthewaterinthedown—hillcourseofthesewers,blaringwouldcomewithaplantodrainthattownup—hillattwicethecostandcarryitthroughtheCommonCouncilwithoutopposition。Itishardtosaywhetherthetimewasgladderatthesedinners,oratthesmalllunchesatwhichOsgoodandAldrichandIforegatheredwithhimandtalkedtheafternoonawaytillwelltowardthewintertwilight。

  Hewasagreatfigure,andtheprincipalfigure,atoneofthefirstofthenowworn—outAuthors’Readings,whichwasheldintheBostonMuseumtoaidaLongfellowmemorial。ItwasthelateGeorgeParsonsLathrop(everybodyseemstobelateinthesesaddays)whoimaginedthereading,butwhenitcametoapriceforseatsIcanalwaysclaimthegloryoffixingitatfivedollars。Thepriceifnottheoccasionprovedirresistible,andthemuseumwaspackedfromthefloortothetopmostgallery。Nortonpresided,andwhenitcameClemens’sturntoreadheintroducedhimwithsuchexquisitepraisesashebestknewhowtogive,butbeforeheclosedhefellapreytooneofthoselapsesoftactwhicharethepeculiarperilofpeopleofthegreatesttact。HewasremindedofDarwin’sdelightinMarkTwain,andhowwhenhecamefromhislongday’sexhaustingstudy,andsankintobedatmidnight,hetookupavolumeofMarkTwain,whosebookshealwayskeptonatablebesidehim,andwhateverhadbeenhistormentingproblem,orexcessoftoil,hefeltsecureofagoodnight’srestfromit。AsortofblankensuedwhichClemensfilledintheonlypossibleway。Hesaidheshouldalwaysbegladthathehadcontributedtothereposeofthatgreatman,whomscienceowedsomuch,andthenwithoutwaitingforthejoyineverybreasttoburstforth,hebegantoread。Itwascurioustowatchhistriumphwiththehouse。Hiscarefullystudiedeffectswouldreachthefirstrowsintheorchestrafirst,andrippleinlaughterbacktothestandeesagainstthewall,andthenwithafineresurgencecomeagaintotherearorchestraseats,andsorisefromgallerytogallerytillitfellback,acataractofapplausefromthetopmostrowsofseats。Hewassuchapractisedspeakerthatheknewallthestopsofthatsimpleinstrumentman,andthereisnodoubtthattheseresultswereaccuratelyintendedfromhisunerringknowledge。HewasthemostconsummatepublicperformerIeversaw,anditwasanincomparablepleasuretohearhimlecture;ontheplatformhewasthegreatandfinishedactorwhichheprobablywouldnothavebeenonthestage。Hewasfondofprivatetheatricals,andlikedtoplayinthemwithhischildrenandtheirfriends,indramatizationsofsuchstoriesofhisas’ThePrinceandthePauper;’butIneversawhiminanyofthesescenes。Whenhereadhismanuscripttoyou,itwaswithathorough,howeverinvoluntary,recognitionofitsdramaticqualities;heheldthatanactoraddedfullyhalftothecharactertheauthorcreated。Withmyownhurriedandhalf—

  heartedreadingofpassageswhichIwishedtotryonhimfromunprintedchapters(say,outof’TheUndiscoveredCountry’or’AModernInstance’)

  hesaidfranklythatmyreadingcouldspoilanything。Hewasrealistic,buthewasessentiallyhistrionic,andhewasrightlyso。Whatwehavestronglyconceivedweoughttomakeothersstronglyimagine,andweoughttouseeverygenuinearttothatend。

  XIV。

  Therecameatimewhenthelecturingwhichhadbeenthejoyofhisprimebecamehisloathing,loathingunutterable,andwhenherenounceditwithindescribableviolence。Yethewasalwayshankeringforthosefleshpotswhosesavorlingeredonhispalateandfilledhisnostrilsafterhiswithdrawalfromtheplatform。TheAuthors’Readingswhentheyhadwontheirbriefpopularityaboundedinsuggestionforhim。Readingfromone’sbookwasnotsobadasgivingalecturewrittenforalecture’spurpose,andhewaswillingatlasttocompromise。HehadamagnificentschemefortouringthecountrywithAldrichandMr。G。W。Cableandmyself,inaprivatecar,withacookofourown,andeveryfacilityforlivingonthefatoftheland。Weshouldreadonlyfourtimesaweek,inanentertainmentthatshouldnotlastmorethananhourandahalf。Hewouldbetheimpresario,andwouldguaranteeusothersatleastseventy—

  fivedollarsaday,andpayeveryexpenseoftheenterprise,whichheprovisionallycalledtheCircus,himself。ButAldrichandIwerenownolongerinthoseearlierthirtieswhenwesocheerfullyimagined’MemorableMurders’forsubscriptionpublication;webothabhorredpublicappearances,and,atanyrate,IwasgoingtoEuropeforayear。SotheplanfellthroughexceptasregardedMr。Cable,who,inhisway,wasasfineaperformerasClemens,andcouldbothreadandsingthematterofhisbooks。Onafarlessstupendousscaletheytwomadetheroundsofthegreatlecturingcircuittogether。ButIbelieveafamouslecture—

  managerhadchargeofthemandtravelledwiththem。

  Hewasamostsanguineman,amostamiableperson,andsuchabelieverinfortunethatClemensusedtosayofhim,ashesaidofoneofhisearlypublishers,thatyoucouldrelyuponfiftypercent。ofeverythinghepromised。Imyselfmanyyearslaterbecameafollowerofthishopefulprophet,andIcantestifythatinmycaseatleasthewasabletokeepninety—nine,andevenahundred,percent。ofhisword。ItwasIwhowasmuchnearerfailingofmine,forIpromptlybegantolosesleepfromthenervousstressofmylecturingandfromthegratifyingbutkillingreceptionsafterward,andIwastrulyinthatstatefrominsomniawhichClemensrecognizedinthebriefletterIgotfromhimintheWesterncity,afterhalfadozenwakefulnights。Hesardonicallycongratulatedmeonhavinggoneinto\"thelecturefield,\"andthenhesaid:\"Iknowwhereyouarenow。Youareinhell。\"

  Itwasthisperditionwhichhere—enteredwhenheundertookthatround—

  the—worldlecturingtourforthepaymentofthedebtslefttohimbythebankruptcyofhisfirminthepublishingbusiness。Itwasnotpurelyperditionforhim,or,rather,itwasperditionforonlyone—halfofhim,theauthor—half;fortheactor—halfitwasparadise。Theauthorwhotakesuplecturingwithouttheabilitytogivehistrionicsupporttotheliteraryreputationwhichhebringstothecrudetestofhisreader’seyesandears,invokesaperilandamiseryunknowntothelecturerwhohasmadehisfirstpublicfromtheplatform。Clemenswasvictoriousontheplatformfromthebeginning,anditwouldbefollytopretendthathedidnotexultinhistriumphsthere。ButIsuppose,withthewearingnervesofmiddlelife,hehatedmoreandmorethepersonalswarmingofinterestuponhim,andalltheinevitableclatterofthething。Yethefacedit,andhelaboredroundourtiresomeglobethathemightpaytheuttermostfarthingofdebtswhichhehadnotknowinglycontracted,thedebtsofhispartnerswhohadmeantwellanddoneill,notbecausetheywereevil,butbecausetheywereunwise,andasunfitfortheirworkashewas。\"Paywhatthouowest。\"Thatisright,evenwhenthouowestitbytheerrorofothers,andevenwhenthouowestittoabank,whichhadnotlentitfromloveofthee,butinthehardlineofbusinessandthyneed。

  Clemens’sbehaviorinthismatterredoundedtohisgloryamongthenationsofthewholeearth,andespeciallyinthisnation,sowrappedincommerceandsolittleusedtohonoramongitsmanythieves。HehadbehavedlikeWalterScott,asmillionsrejoicedtoknow,whohadnotknownhowWalterScotthadbehavedtilltheyknewitwaslikeClemens。

  NodoubtitwillbeputtohiscreditinthebooksoftheRecordingAngel,butwhattheJudgeofalltheEarthwillsayofitattheLastDaythereisnotelling。IshouldnotbesurprisedifHeaccounteditoflessmeritthansomeotherthingsthatClemensdidandwas:lessthanhisabhorrenceoftheSpanishWar,andthedestructionoftheSouth—Africanrepublics,andourdeceitoftheFilipinos,andhishateofslavery,andhispaymentofhisportionofourrace’sdebttotheraceofthecoloredstudentwhomhesawthroughcollege,andhissupportofapoorartistforthreeyearsinParis,andhisloanofopportunitytotheyouthwhobecamethemostbrilliantofouractor—dramatists,andhiseagerpardonofthethoughtlessgirlwhowasnearpayingthepenaltyofherimpertinencewiththelossofherplace,andhisrememberingthattheinsolentbrakemangotsofewdollarsamonth,andhissympathyforworking—menstandinguptomoneyintheirUnions,andevenhispityforthewoundedbirdthrobbingoutitslittlelifeonthegrassforthepleasureofthecruelfoolwhoshotit。Theseandthethousandothercharitiesandbeneficencesinwhichheabounded,openlyorsecretly,mayavailhimmorethanthedischargeofhisfirm’sliabilitieswiththeJudgeofalltheEarth,whosurelywilldoright,butwhosemeasuresandcriterionsnomanknows,andIleastofallmen。

  Hemadenogreatshowofsympathywithpeopleintheiranxieties,butitneverfailed,andatatimewhenIlaysickformanyweekshisletterswereofcomforttothosewhofearedImightnotriseagain。Hishandwasoutinhelpforthosewhoneededhelp,andinkindnessforthosewhoneededkindness。Thereremainsinmymindthedrearysenseofalong,longdrivetotheuttermostboundsoftheSouthEndatBoston,wherehewenttocalluponsomeobscurepersonwhoseclaimstretchedinalengtheningchainfromhisearlydaysinMissouri——amostinadequateperson,inwhosevacuitythegloomofthedulldaydeepenedtillitwasalmosttoodeepfortears。Heboretheordealwithgrimheroism,andsilentlysmokedawaythesenseofit,aswedrovebacktoCambridge,inhisslipperedfeet,sombrelymusing,sombrelyswearing。Butheknewhehaddonetheright,thekindthing,andhewascontent。HecamethewholewayfromHartfordtogowithmetoafriendlessplayofmine,whichAlessandroSalviniwasgivinginaseriesofmatineestohousesneverenlargingthemselvesbeyondthecountofthebravetwohundredwhosatitthrough,andhestayedmyfaintingspiritwithacheerbeyondflagons,joiningmeinmyjokeatthemiseryofit,andcarryingthefunfarther。

  BeforethathehadcometowitnesstheaestheticsuicideofAnnaDickinson,whohadbeenaflaminglightofthepoliticalplatforminthewardays,andhadbeenleftbythemconsuminginahaplessambitionforthetheatre。Thepoorgirlhadhadaplaywrittenespeciallyforher,andasAnneBoleynsherantedandexhortedthroughthefiveacts,drawingevernearertheutterdefeatoftheanticlimax。Wecouldhardlylookateachotherforpity,Clemenssittingthereintheboxhehadtaken,withhisshaggyheadoutoverthecornerandhisslipperedfeetcurledunderhim:heeitherwenttoaplaceinhisslippersorhecarriedthemwithhim,andputthemonassoonashecouldputoffhisboots。Whenitwassothatwecouldnotlongerfollowherfailureandlive,hebegantotalkoftheabsolutecloseofhercareerwhichthethingwas,andhowprobablyshehadnoconceptionthatitwastheend。Hephilosophizedthemercifulnessofthefact,andoftheignoranceofmostofus,whenmortallysickorfatallywounded。Wethinkitisnottheend,becausewehaveneverendedbefore,andwedonotseehowwecanend。Somecanpushbytheawfulhourandliveagain,butforAnnaDickinsontherecouldbe,andwas,nosuchpalingenesis。Ofcoursewegotthatsolemnjoyoutofreadingherfatearightwhichisthecompensationofthewisespectatorinwitnessingtheinexorabledoomofothers。

  XV。

  WhenMessrs。Houghton&MifflinbecameownersofTheAtlanticMonthly,Mr。Houghtonfanciedhavingsomebreakfastsanddinners,whichshouldbringthepublisherandtheeditorfacetofacewiththecontributors,whowerebiddenfromfarandnear。Ofcourse,thesubtlefiendofadvertising,whohasnowgrownsounblushingbold,lurkedunderthecoversatthesebanquets,andthejuniorpartnerandtheyoungeditorhadtheirjointandseparatefineanguishesofmisgivingastothetasteandtheprincipleofthem;buttheywerereallyverysimple—heartedandhonestlymeanthospitalities,andtheyprosperedastheyought,andgavegreatpleasureandnopain。Iforgetsomeofthe\"emergentoccasions,\"

  butIamsureofabirthdaydinnermostunexpectedlyacceptedbyWhittier,andabirthdayluncheontoMrs。Stowe,andIthinkabirthdaydinnertoLongfellow;butthepassingyearshaveleftmeinthedarkastothepretextofthatsupperatwhichClemensmadehisawfulspeech,andcamesonearbeingthedeathofusall。Atthebreakfastsandluncheonswehadthepleasureofourladycontributors’company,butthatnighttherewereonlymen,andbecauseofourgreatstrengthwesurvived。

  Isupposetheyearwasabout1879,butherethealmanacisunimportant,andIcanonlysaythatitwasafterClemenshadbecomeaveryvaluedcontributorofthemagazine,wherehefoundhimselftohisowngreatexplicitsatisfaction。Hehadjubilantlyacceptedourinvitation,andhadpromisedaspeech,whichitappearedafterwardhehadpreparedwithunusualcareandconfidence。Itwashiscustomalwaystothinkouthisspeeches,mentallywordingthem,andthenmemorizingthembyapeculiarsystemofmnemonicswhichhehadinvented。Onthedinner—tableacertainsuccessionofknife,spoon,salt—cellar,andbutter—platesymbolizedatrainofideas,andonthebilliard—tableaball,acue,andapieceofchalkservedthesamepurpose。Withadiagramoftheseprintedonthebrainhehadfullcommandofthephraseswhichhisexcogitationhadattachedtothem,andwhichembodiedtheideasinperfectform。Hebelievedhehadbeenparticularlyfortunateinhisnotionforthespeechofthatevening,andhehadworkeditoutinjoyousself—reliance。

  Itwasthenotionofthreetramps,threedeadbeats,visitingaCaliforniamining—camp,andimposingthemselvesupontheinnocentminersasrespectivelyRalphWaldoEmerson,HenryWadsworthLongfellow,andOliverWendell,Holmes。Thehumoroftheconceptionmustprosperormustfailaccordingtothemoodofthehearer,butClemensfeltsureofcompellingthistosympathy,andhelookedforwardtoanunparalleledtriumph。

  Butthereweretwothingsthathehadnottakenintoaccount。Onewasthespeciesofreligiousvenerationinwhichthesemenwereheldbythosenearestthem,athingthatIshouldnotbeabletorealizetopeopleremotefromthemintimeandplace。Theyweremenofextraordinarydignity,ofthethingcalledpresence,forwantofsomeclearerword,sothatnoonecouldwellapproachtheminapersonallylightortriflingspirit。IdonotsupposethatanybodymoretrulyvaluedthemormorepiouslylovedthemthanClemenshimself,buttheintoxicationofhisfancycarriedhimbeyondtheboundsofthatregard,andemboldenedhimtotheotherthingwhichhehadnottakenintoaccount—namely,theimmensehazardofworkinghisfancyoutbeforetheirfaces,andexpectingthemtoenterintothedelightofit。IfneitherEmerson,norLongfellow,norHolmeshadbeenthere,theschememightpossiblyhavecarried,buteventhisisdoubtful,forthosewhosodevoutlyhonoredthemwouldhaveovercometheirhorrorwithdifficulty,andperhapswouldnothaveovercomeitatall。

  Thepublisher,withamodestyveryungratefultome,hadabdicatedhisofficeofhost,andIwasthehaplesspresident,fulfillingtheabhorred。

  functionofcallingpeopletotheirfeetandmakingthemspeak。WhenI

  cametoClemensIintroducedhimwiththecordialadmiringIhadforhimasoneofmygreatestcontributorsanddearestfriends。Here,Isaid,insum,wasahumoristwhoneverleftyouhangingyourheadforhavingenjoyedhisjoke;andthentheamazingmistake,thebewilderingblunder,thecruelcatastrophewasuponus。Ibelievethatafterthescopeoftheburlesquemadeitselfclear,therewasnoonethere,includingtheburlesquerhimself,whowasnotsmittenwithadesolatingdismay。Therefellasilence,weighingmanytonstothesquareinch,whichdeepenedfrommomenttomoment,andwasbrokenonlybythehystericalandblood—

  curdlinglaughterofasingleguest,whosenameshallnotbehandeddowntoinfamy。Nobodyknewwhethertolookatthespeakerordownathisplate。Ichosemyplateastheleastaffliction,andsoIdonotknowhowClemenslooked,exceptwhenIstoleaglanceathim,andsawhimstandingsolitaryamidhisappalledandappallinglisteners,withhisjokedeadonhishands。Fromafirstglanceatthegreatthreewhomhisjesthadmadeitstheme,IwasawareofLongfellowsittingupright,andregardingthehumoristwithanairofpensivepuzzle,ofHolmesbusilywritingonhismenu,withawell—feignedeffectofpreoccupation,andofEmerson,holdinghiselbows,andlisteningwithasortofJovianoblivionofthisnetherworldinthatlapseofmemorywhichsavedhiminthoselateryearsfromsomuchbother。Clemensmusthavedraggedhisjoketotheclimaxandleftitthere,butIcannotsaythisfromanysenseofthefact。Ofwhathappenedafterwardatthetablewheretheimmense,thewhollyinnocent,thetrulyunimaginedaffrontwasoffered,Ihavenolongertheleastremembrance。Inextrememberbeinginaroomofthehotel,whereClemenswasnottosleep,buttotossindespair,andCharlesDudleyWarner’ssaying,inthegloom,\"Well,Mark,you’reafunnyfellow。\"Itwasaswellasanythingelsehecouldhavesaid,butClemensseemedunabletoacceptthetribute。

  Istayedthenightwithhim,andthenextmorning,afterahaggardbreakfast,wedroveaboutandhemadesomepurchasesofbric—a—bracforhishouseinHartford,withasoulasfarawayfrombric—a—bracaseverthesoulofmanwas。Hewenthomebyanearlytrain,andhelostnotimeinwritingbacktothethreedivinepersonalitieswhichhehadsoinvoluntarilyseemedtoflout。Theyallwrotebacktohim,makingitaslightforhimastheycould。IhaveheardthatEmersonwasagooddealmystified,andinhissublimeforgetfulnessasked,Whowasthisgentlemanwhoappearedtothinkhehadofferedhimsomesortofannoyance!ButI

  amnotsurethatthisisaccurate。WhatIamsureofisthatLongfellow,afewdaysafter,inmystudy,stoppedbeforeaphotographofClemensandsaid,\"Ah,heisawag!\"andnothingmore。Holmestoldme,withdeepemotion,suchasabrotherhumoristmightwellfeel,thathehadnotlostaninstantinreplyingtoClemens’sletter,andassuringhimthattherehadnotbeentheleastoffence,andentreatinghimnevertothinkofthematteragain。\"Hesaidthathewasafool,buthewasGod’sfool,\"

  Holmesquotedfromtheletter,withatruesenseofthepathosandthehumoroftheself—abasement。

  TomeClemenswroteaweeklater,\"Itdoesn’tgetanybetter;itburnslikefire。\"ButnowIunderstandthatitwasnotshamethatburnt,butrageforablunderwhichhehadsoincrediblycommitted。Thattohaveconceivedofthosemen,themostdignifiedinourliterature,ourcivilization,asimpersonablebythreehoboes,andthentohaveimaginedthathecouldaskthempersonallytoenjoythemonstroustravesty,wasabreak,hesawtoolate,forwhichtherewasnorepair。Yetthetimecame,andnotsoverylongafterward,whensomementionwasmadeoftheincidentasamistake,andhesaid,withallhisfierceness,\"ButIdon’tadmitthatitwasamistake,\"anditwasnotsointhemindsofallwitnessesatsecondhand。ThemorningafterthedreadfuldinnertherecameaglowingnotefromProfessorChild,whohadreadthenewspaperreportofit,praisingClemens’sburlesqueastherichestpieceofhumorintheworld,andbetrayingnosenseofincongruityinitsperpetrationinthepresenceofitsvictims。IthinkitmustalwayshavegroundinClemens’ssoul,thathewasthepreyofcircumstances,andthatifhehadsomemorefavoringoccasionhecouldretrievehislossinitbygivingthethingtherightsetting。Notmorethantwoorthreeyearsago,hecametotrymeastotryingitagainatameetingofnewspapermeninWashington。Ihadtoownmyfears,whileIallegedChild’snoteontheotherhand,butintheendhedidnottryitwiththenewspapermen。I

  donotknowwhetherhehaseverprinteditornot,butsincethethinghappenedIhaveoftenwonderedhowmuchoffencetherereallywasinit。

  Iamnotsurebutthehorrorofthespectatorsreadmoreindignationintothesubjectsofthehaplessdrollingthantheyfelt。Butitmusthavebeendifficultforthemtobearitwithequanimity。Tobesure,theywerenotthemselvesmocked;thejokewas,ofcourse,besidethem;

  nevertheless,theirpersonalitywastrifledwith,andIcouldonlyendbyreflectingthatifIhadbeenintheirplaceIshouldnothavelikeditmyself。Clemenswouldhavelikedithimself,forhehadtheheartforthatsortofwildplay,andhesolovedajokethatevenifittooktheformofaliberty,andwasyetagoodjoke,hewouldhavelovedit。Butperhapsthisburlesquewasnotagoodjoke。

  XVI。

  ClemenswasoftenestatmyhouseinCambridge,buthewasalsosometimesatmyhouseinBelmont;when,afterayearinEurope,wewenttoliveinBoston,hewasmorerarelywithus。Wecouldneverbelongtogetherwithoutsomethingoutofthecommonhappening,andonedaysomethingfaroutofthecommonhappened,whichfortunatelyrefusedthenatureofabsolutetragedy,whileremainingratherthesaddestsortofcomedy。WewerelookingoutofmylibrarywindowonthatviewoftheCharleswhichI

  wassoproudofsharingwithmyall—but—next—doorneighbor,DoctorHolmes,whenanotherfriendwhowaswithuscalledoutwithcuriouslyimpersonalinterest,\"Oh,seethatwomangettingintothewater!\"Thiswouldhaveexcitedcuriosityandalarmedanxietyfarlesslivelythanours,andClemensandIrusheddownstairsandoutthroughmybasementandbackgate。Atthesametimeacoachmancameoutofastablenextdoor,andgrappledbytheshouldersawomanwhowassomewhatdeliberatelygettingdownthestepstothewateroverthefaceoftheembankment。

  Beforewecouldreachthemhehadpulledheruptothedriveway,andstoodholdinghertherewhileshecrazilygrievedatherrescue。Assoonashesawushewentbackintohisstable,andleftuswiththepoorwildcreatureonourhands。Shewasnotveryyoungandnotverypretty,andwecouldnothaveflatteredourselveswiththenotionofanythingromanticinhersuicidalmania,butwecouldtakeheronthebroadhumanlevel,andonthisweproposedtoescortherupBeaconStreettillwecouldgiveherintothekeepingofoneofthosekindlypolicemenwhomourneighborhoodknew。NaturallytherewasnopolicemanknowntousorunknownthewholewaytothePublicGarden。Wehadtocircumventourchargeinherpresentdesignofdrowningherself,andwalkherpastthestreetscrossingBeacontotheriver。Atthesepointsitneededconsiderablereasoningtoovercomeherwishandsomeactivemanoeuvringinbothofustoenforceourarguments。Nobodyelseappearedtobeinterested,andthoughwedidnotcourtpublicityintheperformanceofthedutysostrangelylaiduponus,stillitwasratherdisappointingtobesoentirelyignored。

  Therearesomefourorfivecrossingstotheriverbetween302BeaconStreetandthePublicGarden,andthesuggestionsatourcommandwereprettywellexhaustedbythetimewereachedit。Stilltheexpectedpolicemanwasnowhereinsight;butabrilliantthoughtoccurredtoClemens。Heaskedmewherethenearestpolicestationwas,andwhenI

  toldhim,hestartedoffathishighestspeed,leavingmeinsolechargeofourhaplessward。Allmypowersofsuasionwerenowtaxedtotheutmost,andIbeganattractingattentionasashort,stoutgentlemaninearlymiddlelifeendeavoringtodistrainarespectablefemaleofherpersonalliberty,whenhisaccomplicehadabandonedhimtohiswickeddesign。AfteramuchlongertimethanIthoughtIshouldhavetakentogetapolicemanfromthestation,ClemensreappearedineasyconversationwithanofficerwhohadprobablyrealizedthathewasinthecompanyofMarkTwain,andwasinnohurrytoendtheinterview。Hetookpossessionofourcaptive,andwesawhernomore。Inowwonderthatwithourjointinstinctforfailureweevergotridofher;butIamsurewedid,andfewthingsinlifehavegivenmegreaterrelief。Whenwegotbacktomyhousewefoundthefriendwehadlefttherequiteunruffledandnotmuchconcernedtoknowthefactsofouradventure。Myimpressionisthathehadbeentakinganaponmylounge;beappearedrefreshedandevengay;

  butifIaminexactinthesedetailsheisalivetorefuteme。

  XVII。

  AlittleafterthisClemenswentabroadwithhisfamily,andlivedseveralyearsinGermany。Hislettersstillcame,butatlongerintervals,andthethreadofourintimaterelationswasinevitablybroken。HewouldwritemewhensomethingIhadwrittenpleasedhim,orwhensomethingsignaloccurredtohim,orsomepoliticalorsocialoutragestirredhimtowrath,andhewishedtofreehismindinpiousprofanity。DuringthissojournhecameneardyingofpneumoniainBerlin,andhehadslightrelapsesfromitaftercominghome。InBerlinalsohehadthehonorofdiningwiththeGermanEmperoratthetableofacousinmarriedtoahighofficerofthecourt。Clemenswasamantoenjoysuchadistinction;heknewhowtotakeitasadelegatedrecognitionfromtheGermanpeople;butascomingfromarathercockahoopsovereignwhohadasyetonlyhissovereigntytovaluehimselfupon,hewasnotveryproudofit。Heexpressedaquietdisdainoftheeventasbetweentheimperialityandhimself,onwhomitwassupposedtoconfersuchglory,crowninghislifewiththetopmostleafoflaurel。HewasinthesamemoodinhisaccountofanEnglishdinnermanyyearsbefore,wheretherewasa\"littleScotchlord\"present,towhomtheEnglishtacitlyreferredClemens’stalk,andlaughedwhenthelordlaughed,andweregravewhenhefailedtosmile。OfallthemenIhaveknownhewasthefarthestfromasnob,thoughhevaluedrecognition,andlikedtheflatteryofthefashionablefairwhenitcameinhisway。Hewouldnotgooutofhiswayforit,butlikemostableandbrilliantmenhelovedthemindsofwomen,theirwit,theiragilecleverness,theirsensitiveperception,theirhumorousappreciation,thesaucythingstheywouldsay,andtheirpretty,temerariousdefiances。Hehad,ofcourse,thekeenestsenseofwhatwastrulydignifiedandtrulyundignifiedinpeople;buthewasnotreallyinterestedinwhatwecallsocietyaffairs;theyscarcelyexistedforhim,thoughhisbookswitnesshowheabhorredthedreadfulfoolswhothroughsomechanceofbirthorwealthholdthemselvesdifferentfromothermen。

  Commonlyhedidnotkeepthingstohimself,especiallydislikesandcondemnations。Uponmostcurrenteventshehadstrongopinions,andheutteredthemstrongly。Afterawhilehewassilentinthem,butifyoutriedhimyoufoundhiminthemstill。Hewastremendouslyworkedupbyacertainfamoustrial,asmostofuswerewholivedinthetimeofit。

  Hebelievedtheaccusedguilty,butwhenwemetsomemonthsafteritwasover,andItemptedhimtospeakhisminduponit,hewouldonlysay。

  Themanhadsufferedenough;asifthemanhadexpiatedhiswrong,andhewasnotgoingtodoanythingtorenewhispenalty。Ifoundthatverycurious,verydelicate。Hiscontinuedblamecouldnotcometothesufferer’sknowledge,buthefeltithisdutytoforbearit。

  Hewasapttowearhimselfoutinthevehemenceofhisresentments;or,hehadsospenthimselfinutteringthemthathehadliterallynothingmoretosay。YoucouldofferClemensoffencesthatwouldangerothermenandhedidnotmind;hewouldaccountforthemfromhumannature;butifhethoughtyouhadinanywayplayedhimfalseyouwereanathemaandmaranathaforever。Yetnotforever,perhaps,forbyand—by,afteryears,hewouldbesilent。Thereweretwomen,halfagenerationapartintheirsuccession,whomhethoughtequallyatrociousintheirtreasontohim,andofwhomheusedtotalkterrifyingly,evenaftertheywereoutoftheworld。HewentfartherthanHeine,whosaidthatheforgavehisenemies,butnottilltheyweredead。Clemensdidnotforgivehisdeadenemies;

  theirdeathseemedtodeepentheircrimes,likeabaseevasion,oracowardlyattempttoescape;hepursuedthemtothegrave;hewouldliketodigthemupandtakevengeanceupontheirclay。Sohesaid,butnodoubthewouldnothavehurtthemifhehadhadthemlivingbeforehim。

  Hewasgenerouswithoutstint;hetrustedwithoutmeasure,butwherehisgenerositywasabused,orhistrustbetrayed,hewasafireofvengeance,aconsumingflameofsuspicionthatnosprinklingofcoolpatiencefromotherscouldquench;ithadtoburnitselfout。Hewaseagerlyandlavishlyhospitable,butifamanseemedwillingtobattenonhim,orinanywaytoliedownuponhim,Clemensdespisedhimunutterably。Inhisfrenziesofresentmentorsuspicionhewouldnot,anddoubtlesscouldnot,listentoreason。Butifbetweentheparoxysmshewereconfrontedwiththefactshewouldownthem,nomatterhowmuchtheytoldagainsthim。Atoneperiodhefanciedthatacertainnewspaperwashoundinghimwithbitingcensureandpoisonousparagraphs,andhewasfillinghimselfupwithwrathtobedulydischargedontheeditor’shead。Later,hewrotemewithahumorousjoyinhismistakethatWarnerhadadvisedhimtohavethepaperwatchedfortheseinjuries。Hehaddoneso,andhowmanymentionsofhimdidIreckonhehadfoundinthreemonths?Justtwo,andtheywereratherindifferentthanunfriendly。Sothepaperwasacquitted,andtheeditor’slifewasspared。Thewretchneverknewhownearhewastolosingit,withincrediblepreliminariesofobloquy,andasubsequentdevotiontolastinginfamy。

  Hismemoryforfavorswasasgoodasforinjuries,andhelikedtoreturnyourfriendlinesswithasloudabandofmusicascouldbeboughtorbribedfortheoccasion。Allthatyouhadtodowastosignifythatyouwantedhishelp。WhenmyfatherwasconsulatTorontoduringArthur’sadministration,hefanciedthathisplacewasindanger,andheappealedtome。InturnIappealedtoClemens,bethinkingmyselfofhisfriendshipwithGrantandGrant’sfriendshipwithArthur。IaskedhimtowritetoGrantinmyfather’sbehalf,butNo,heansweredme,ImustcometoHartford,andwewouldgoontoNewYorktogetherandseeGrantpersonally。Thiswasbefore,andlongbefore,ClemensbecameGrant’spublisherandsplendidbenefactor,butthemenlikedeachotherassuchmencouldnothelpdoing。Clemensmadetheappointment,andwewenttofindGrantinhisbusinessoffice,thatplacewherehisbusinessinnocencewasafterwardsobetrayed。Hewasverysimpleandverycordial,andIwasinstantlythemoreathomewithhim,becausehisvoicewasthesoft,rounded,OhioRiveraccenttowhichmyyearswereearliestusedfrommysteamboatinguncles,myearliestheroes。WhenIstatedmybusinesshemerelysaid,Ohno;thatmustnotbe;hewouldwritetoMr。

  Arthur;andhedidsothatday;andmyfatherlivedtolaydownhisoffice,whenhetiredofit,withnourgencefromabove。

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